Community.

Class registration is always like pulling teeth, yet I consistently seem to find a way to get my classes at the last possible second and then I end up with the teacher that smells not so faintly of meatball subs and requires 2 papers a week and a vague 'journaling' assignment that seems to have no real purpose beyond his desire to read about what college aged kids (and me) are thinking about on a daily basis. Thankfully I have more than a decade worth of interwebs blogging I can recycle when that happens.

(off-topic: Archeologists uncover what appear to be hipster droppings at Williamsburg dig site)