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My mind knows it's only 16 hours of classes that are going to take any effort, that three of those hours are for a class that's literally not even going to require effort since it represents a project I've already completed. But gaa! The number 21 on the bottom of next semester's schedule creates an instinctive shudder.

Also, Happy Sinterklaas Day! For all you poor non-Dutch souls, last night was when all the boys and girls put out their wooden shoes filled with carrots for St. Nicholas's mule and he and his assistant Peter came around and replaced the carrots with candies for the good little boys and girls.