I’m about five weeks into library school, and I’ve learned tons. Among the highlights:

• It’s frickin’ freezin’ in the IS building, Mr. Bigglesworth. Except when it’s hot and stuffy. Note to self: wear layers.
• No one has mentioned Ranganathan yet. Melvil Dui, of course, and even Paul Otlet, another forgotten library forefather, whose name popped up in the biblioblogosphere recently. What gives? How can I be an effective librarian without the Five Laws?

Seriously, though, I have been learning things at a nearly exhausting pace.

I am taking a fantastic reference class with an instructor who is terrified she’s going to be mentioned on a blog somewhere—she just found un-flattering descriptions of herself on a former student’s blog. Well, I think she’s fabulous, so I’m mentioning her, though I’ll refrain from using her name.

I’m also taking introductory courses with completely opaque names like Understanding Information (the general theory of library-ness) and Retrieving Information (searching and retrieval) and a course on digital libraries. All very exciting. And working as a graduate student assistant. And working at my old job. All of this makes me feel pretty much whelmed, but it’s all manageable for now. And I can’t wait to be a real librarian.