Abundant Assignments

It looks like there will be a lot to do this semester! I don't mean that in a bad way. It seems like more variety than quantity, if that makes sense. I think the only thing that feels a little bit tedious is all the blog posts. I feel like I'm running out of things to say, or saying the same thing over and over again, but I assume that will change once we get into the actual reading material. So I'm ready to go! Let's get into the nitty-gritty!

by Andrew Skudder

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