Adventures in Commuting, Part II:
* I have fundamentally come to accept that there is no secret, fast way to get from the house I'm staying at to campus. Nor is it really worth worrying over the ten minute difference than constitutes an 'easy' commute versus a 'difficult' one. The factors are largely out of my control, and given the at-least-90-minutes involved, what appears to be a good strategy when I set out can become a bad one. Sometimes it takes two hours to get from one place to the other: there's nothing to be done about it.
* I believe I have worked out a way to shave some time off my morning prep, ever so vital for those 9:00am classes: invest modestly in an electric kettle and instant oatmeal, which means I can fill up with coffee before I head out, and postpone breakfast until I arrive. This also marginally reduces the desire to cheat and go out for food. Marginally.
* The commute puts a tremendous stress on my sanity, and therefore on my music collection. I have decided it is a reasonable expenditure to buy one new album a week, the better to keep what I'm listening to fresh.
* It is still ever-so-slightly surprising that one cannot get directly from the north or west suburbs to Hyde Park on mass transit without having to walk at least part of the way. If I were trying to spread gentrification, that'd be the first thing I fixed...