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walkingshadow and I are taking a mini vacation this weekend in O-town! Halloween Horror Nights on Friday and Disney parkhopping Saturday (snogs to giddyupnow once again for the hook-up) and lodging on McCoy Road in-between. Mmm.
Not that I deserve a vacation, slacking as spectacularly as I have been this semester. My class attendance has never been this bad. The only textbooks I've looked at are for Communication on the Internet. Granted, the Web site project due today would've been done in time if I hadn't accidentally overwritten my index page, but that's neither here nor there now. And (personal) insult to (personal) injury, I'm already drafting my withdrawal petition for Microeconomics, a subject I'm developing quite the complex about (had to withdraw from Macro last semester with much more valid reasons, but still). I now understand people leaving school only a few credits shy of their degree. Bet they're all Gen Ed classes, too. I just... I don't want to do it anymore. I don't. I want to do something that matters in the real world. I want to put what I haven't been issued a degree to have to use - as I already do every Monday and Tuesday night - and I understand the problem in that, but that doesn't make me itch for work as soon as possible any less.
So, given my spectacular suckage last night and this morning, of course all I want to do is just about anything that even vaguely needs doing right now, including (but not limited to) laundry, photoessays, reading fic, doing Law extra credit, reading every back issue of The New York Times piled up next to my bed, cleaning my room, and I'd be cooking if it weren't three in the morning. However, I did catch Al in the Journalism basement and spent a good hour chatting. Sadly, he's going back to N'Awlins to do his dissertation next semester, so I won't get to take another class with him before I leave (if I eschew doing summer semester here - on which note, he said he'd taken Algebra II the summer after he graduated. I still have two math credits I have to scrape together from somewhere. Foley's quote about going into journalism because we can't do math rings more true every passing day.)
Have been sucked in by the prospect of a free iPod and signed up for the two-week trial of Blockbuster's DVD-by-mail service. Gangster #1 arrived yesterday, and I'm thinking as near and dear as David Thewlis is to my heart, most of his movies will be one-offs I won't want staring back at me from my shelves years from now.
Have seen ginormous new Jessie pictures, and motherfuckin'-A! He's cute, and maybe it's the blatantly swishy walk but I've never really looked at him that way, but hi and hello. In other picture news, fifteen-year-olds shouldn't wear anything with even the suggestion of sheerness to it.
Also, if you thought you loved the production-tastic version of Such Great Heights, you should hear just the lead singer and a guitar. It's more beautiful than anything I could possibly say.
walkingshadow and I are taking a mini vacation this weekend in O-town! Halloween Horror Nights on Friday and Disney parkhopping Saturday (snogs to giddyupnow once again for the hook-up) and lodging on McCoy Road in-between. Mmm.Not that I deserve a vacation, slacking as spectacularly as I have been this semester. My class attendance has never been this bad. The only textbooks I've looked at are for Communication on the Internet. Granted, the Web site project due today would've been done in time if I hadn't accidentally overwritten my index page, but that's neither here nor there now. And (personal) insult to (personal) injury, I'm already drafting my withdrawal petition for Microeconomics, a subject I'm developing quite the complex about (had to withdraw from Macro last semester with much more valid reasons, but still). I now understand people leaving school only a few credits shy of their degree. Bet they're all Gen Ed classes, too. I just... I don't want to do it anymore. I don't. I want to do something that matters in the real world. I want to put what I haven't been issued a degree to have to use - as I already do every Monday and Tuesday night - and I understand the problem in that, but that doesn't make me itch for work as soon as possible any less.
So, given my spectacular suckage last night and this morning, of course all I want to do is just about anything that even vaguely needs doing right now, including (but not limited to) laundry, photoessays, reading fic, doing Law extra credit, reading every back issue of The New York Times piled up next to my bed, cleaning my room, and I'd be cooking if it weren't three in the morning. However, I did catch Al in the Journalism basement and spent a good hour chatting. Sadly, he's going back to N'Awlins to do his dissertation next semester, so I won't get to take another class with him before I leave (if I eschew doing summer semester here - on which note, he said he'd taken Algebra II the summer after he graduated. I still have two math credits I have to scrape together from somewhere. Foley's quote about going into journalism because we can't do math rings more true every passing day.)
Have been sucked in by the prospect of a free iPod and signed up for the two-week trial of Blockbuster's DVD-by-mail service. Gangster #1 arrived yesterday, and I'm thinking as near and dear as David Thewlis is to my heart, most of his movies will be one-offs I won't want staring back at me from my shelves years from now.
Have seen ginormous new Jessie pictures, and motherfuckin'-A! He's cute, and maybe it's the blatantly swishy walk but I've never really looked at him that way, but hi and hello. In other picture news, fifteen-year-olds shouldn't wear anything with even the suggestion of sheerness to it.
Also, if you thought you loved the production-tastic version of Such Great Heights, you should hear just the lead singer and a guitar. It's more beautiful than anything I could possibly say.
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Date: October 21st, 2004 04:45 am (UTC)I'm guessing from his little mysite.com thingy? Perhaps?
Do share, m'love.
Extra points if you email them to me today while at work so I can squeal.
Hugs!
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Date: October 21st, 2004 04:52 am (UTC)no subject
Date: October 21st, 2004 04:58 am (UTC)Good luck with school! I know it gets tough, but you'll see it through. What lies beyond graduation is simply too glorious not to, despite how draining it can be.
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Date: October 21st, 2004 04:59 am (UTC)no subject
Date: October 21st, 2004 09:13 am (UTC)no subject
Date: October 21st, 2004 09:15 am (UTC)Thank you. I will, I just need to believe there's an end in sight, and that what I do today, versus just making an appearance and hoping it'll end sooner rather than later, will get me closer to it.
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Date: October 21st, 2004 09:17 am (UTC)no subject
Date: October 21st, 2004 09:18 am (UTC)no subject
Date: October 21st, 2004 06:39 pm (UTC)What you do in school today will certainly help you in the years to come. Take advantage of every opportunity you're given - now's the time!