September 08, 2002 :: 11:16 p.m.
third time's a charm?
Yes, this is the only CD that I listen to anymore. I'm sorry, I can't help it. It's really really really good. So shush. See that book over there in the "text" section? I've read about 10 pages in the last week and a half. It's boring. Very very boring. I want to read one of the 35 enjoyable books that I brought with me, but nooo, I have to read these "ethnographical studies." Feh. Someone needs to explain to me why I like Anthropology. It is, by definition, the study of people - I shouldn't even have to point out why this is not a subject that I should enjoy. I only really like half of it. The old half. Evolution, ancient civilizations, extinct species, and the like. Evolution is my favorite. When I had an Anthro class in high school, half of the marking period was spent on on evolution, and I loved it. Give me old bones and teeth, fossils, and broken pottery any day. Just keep your live humans off of me, please. They're contagious.
Erm. Anyway. I wrote my first paper for English this morning. The assignment was a short, narrative essay, 2-3 pages long. Mine is three exactly. I wrote it about becoming a vegetarian - woo woo, exciting stuff. Not really, but I think it's pretty decent for something that I thought of in the shower and wrote in the 45 minutes directly afterward. I had to cut it down some, due to those pesky format requirements - large font and double spacing. I type everything in 10 pt, single spaced. It looks better that way, I think. But alas. I can't condone 12 pt font at all, under any circumstances, so I used 11 pt. I'm hoping she doesn't care. If I were here, I wouldn't care. Of course, if I were her, I would kick myself for becoming an English teacher and go find a new job. Because I'm just not teacher material, no matter how you break it down. Nope.
I also finished the little webpage project that's due in Digicom on Wednesday, so I'm pretty much ahead of the game for once in my academic life. I have to look over my French stuff for tomorrow night and do my Statistics for Tuesday, but otherwise I'm good. Hmm. I'm so used to being behind that I almost don't know how to handle this. It's a nice feeling. There is no panic involved. How unusual.
You know... this is the third time that I've written this entry tonight. I had the first two paragraphs written about three hours ago, and then I somehow closed the window. I don't remember doing it, so perhaps I was momentarily overtaken by the Spirit of Universal Spaz. An hour or so later, I started to write it again, but Adam came down, so I closed it (on purpose this time!) and watched some TV with my baby. But this time, oh, this time it will be posted. It will go up without a hitch of I shall grab my battle-axe and rage on the nearest stuttering human that I can find.
So, um, I should probably post this now, because if I don't something will go wrong. And I don't actually have a battle-axe, as much as I wish I did. Le sigh. 'Night.
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