This week has been a peculiar one. To start no class Monday and Tuesday, apparently the most liberal University decided that election day means no classes, well I won’t complain, but then goes a step further and gives us Monday off “to get the vote out” or you know, spend the day at the Aquarium playing ;) Whatever works really.
So I had a mini vacation to better recover from that horrible, terrible, really bad virus, I’m really not complaining. Halloween was Sunday, my favorite holiday, yes it’s better than Christmas, my birthday, and Shark Week. I celebrated not with giving out candy to trick or treaters as we had none (I blame the parents) but with a lively dinner with the ever wonderful Rowlena. A very nice biblical debate ensued, but all was well. The joy of old friends, sometimes you need to go, remember when, and they laugh because it was eons ago but still amusing. Yes. Tepper will take over the world. Get over it.
Tuesday I came back to my apartment, went grocery shopping and then to an even put on by the graduate students council or something, it was open mic, I did not participate in the open mic part, but was a good member of the audience and kept the drinks coming. Although I was halfway cajoled into a sing speak rendition of On the Steps of the Palace but it rather turned into on the steps of the library with my thesis do tomorrow. Or something. Can’t really remember.
So my “Work” week really started Wednesday which has the day associated with my favorite class ever, so I figured no matter how it started, it was going to end well. Except...it started with a meeting with the advisor. A meeting I was not completely looking forward to as I figured it would result in me being told my ideas were the equivalent of worthless and really why couldn’t I conform to the norms, as I had been forewarned might occur. As J said, either she had prosaic or someone had a few words with her, she liked my thesis idea. Liked....and Supported. And then we had a lovely chat about our dogs and siblings. Call me confused. I walked out of there feeling like the world was clearly upside down and any minute the Hatter was going to tell me it was time for tea. Whatever happened, I suppose I’ll just be thankful and leave it at that, especially since class later that day was totally awesome and really if I only was taking this one class I would still pay all this money. *in love*
Today was also interesting, I spent the morning at the museum wandering around, doing my observations. Apparently people really love beavers. I don’t know why, but they really do. Like to the exclusion of the lynx and the wolf, which I find so much more interesting. Although I suppose I did that third grade report on beavers and my dad thought I really loved them to.
Class this evening resulted in my outline being teared apart because apparently I was the only person who actually read the assignment and the part where it said, SEND BEFORE 9 AM on Thursday. Yea, great. I don’t think most people grasp the idea I was trying to convey but I was not outing myself so to speak. There maybe thirteen of us, but me knowing it was mine was just fine, everyone else could wonder. Although if they had half a brain it would be obvious is was mine. Which of these is not like the others. Duh.
Alas. Poor fools.
I was going to include a rant on the ballots, not the election turnout, not the results, not the politics, simply the fact that paper ballots suck. Really, this is the 21st Century. Let’s get with it.
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