Crunch time

I had two essays due today and I met the deadlines. I was a nervous wreck all morning because you have to upload them with a cover sheet to different parts of the Queen's website (each course has its own area with an assignments link with "choose" and "upload" buttons). There a lot of rules about how to fill out the cover sheet, name the file using an anonymous code, and so on. Were I to encounter any glitches uploading, I would have had to race to Queen's for support from the techie people, but that didn't happen. Whew.

My remaining stress is that I got the assignments all wrong. I feel like my journalistic training (how I conceive of ideas and present information) is a disadvantage in an academic setting. I loathe many of my readings and if they expect me to write like that, it ain't gonna happen.

Here's a photo I took the other day of one side of the U-shaped building called the Lanyon building. All the way at the right of the photo is a modern tower--that's the library.

From the web, here's a photo of the front of Lanyon (where most of my classes have been):

I love Lanyon. Lots of people take pictures of each other in front of it, so I'm not the only one wiht a soft spot for Tudor and Gothic architecture.

When I walk Maysie in the mornings in Crawfordsburn glen, I walk under a bridge that was also designed by Charles Lanyon. It is a massive stone arched bridge that carries the train to Bangor. I've posted photos of it in the past, but I'll have to post another some day. It is such a lovely feature of the glen.
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