I sooo did not want to go to class last night. I was sooo tired that the very thought of a 3 hour class sounded like pure torture.
But just to show me that life is never predictable, class was very satisfying. We had two guest lecturers from Academic Libraries, and one of them turned out to be the director of the library from my undergrad institution. I worked for her for 3 years through the work-study program.
I hadn't seen her in over 8 years, so that alone would've been a nice enough treat. But, as it turns out, she is a delightfully funny and dynamic lecturer. She turned a description of how she got to where she is today into a captivating and amusing lecture. I wish all professors had such well-defined senses of humor.
Plus, she specifically mentioned me by name, saying it was nice to see former student workers in the classroom. Warm fuzzies.