Here there be monsters (socratic) wrote,
Here there be monsters
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I know that something bad has gotta change.

The events of the past week or so have been pretty mundane. There have, however, been a couple of incidents which sort of stuck out and are probably worth writing on a little.

1) Spanish is not going particularly well. I have a mid-term tomorrow and while I'm a LITTLE prepared I don't really feel all that confident going in. Of course other people feel equally unconfident but I don't care about other people. I really need to work harder in that class but I have no motivation and less time. Vicious cycle. Gotta make pulling that out a priority, which is made even MORE difficult by the fact that I have a presentation on wednesday in WW II class and I haven't completed the reading for it yet. I did nothing productive over the weekend whatsoever. I couldn't afford to take a breather but I needed one. Oh well.

2) I continued my streak of recieving hearty compliments from the strangest people. On the way out from Spanish class on thursday I found myself in the unenviable position of trying to comfort a 39 year old woman who felt slighted by the professor. In the course of this procedure (which basically involved me using some of the sneaky techniques Jeff has used on me and a plausible but highly optimistic view of the situation) I was repeatedly the subject of adjectives like "brillaint" and "very sweet" which really wouldn't be worth mentioning except that I have noticed that I am only brilliant and sweet to people who aren't even vaguely within my peer group. It's always 34 year old gay ex dance company managers or 40 something year old financial managers taking night classes.

What the hell?

I'm starting to wonder whether it's something different about the way older people approach 20 year olds (If I hear that I'm just a baby one more time I'm going to commit justifiable homicide) or whether it's something about how I act around people who've got a few years on me. Anyway it's a continuation of a perplexing trend and thus deserves mention.

3) I finally managed to make an impact at work on friday. Unfortunatly I'm also in the middle of a power struggle between the boss of the whole research foundation and some mid level manager and that's not good. The manager wants to terminate me on the 8th but his superior says I can have until August 30th. I'm not sure what to do about that.

Those are the big events from the week. Now I have a LOT of work to attend to and zero motivation/awakeness to attend to it with but that's...okay.

Spanish, Roosevelt and Hopkins, Good, bad, I'm still the guy with the brain.

P.S.
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The events of the past week or so have been pretty mundane. There have, however, been a couple of incidents which sort of stuck out and are probably worth writing on a little.

1) Spanish is not going particularly well. I have a mid-term tomorrow and while I'm a LITTLE prepared I don't really feel all that confident going in. Of course other people feel equally unconfident but I don't care about other people. I really need to work harder in that class but I have no motivation and less time. Vicious cycle. Gotta make pulling that out a priority, which is made even MORE difficult by the fact that I have a presentation on wednesday in WW II class and I haven't completed the reading for it yet. I did nothing productive over the weekend whatsoever. I couldn't afford to take a breather but I needed one. Oh well.

2) I continued my streak of recieving hearty compliments from the strangest people. On the way out from Spanish class on thursday I found myself in the unenviable position of trying to comfort a 39 year old woman who felt slighted by the professor. In the course of this procedure (which basically involved me using some of the sneaky techniques Jeff has used on me and a plausible but highly optimistic view of the situation) I was repeatedly the subject of adjectives like "brillaint" and "very sweet" which really wouldn't be worth mentioning except that I have noticed that I am only brilliant and sweet to people who aren't even vaguely within my peer group. It's always 34 year old gay ex dance company managers or 40 something year old financial managers taking night classes.

What the hell?

I'm starting to wonder whether it's something different about the way older people approach 20 year olds (If I hear that I'm just a baby one more time I'm going to commit justifiable homicide) or whether it's something about how I act around people who've got a few years on me. Anyway it's a continuation of a perplexing trend and thus deserves mention.

3) I finally managed to make an impact at work on friday. Unfortunatly I'm also in the middle of a power struggle between the boss of the whole research foundation and some mid level manager and that's not good. The manager wants to terminate me on the 8th but his superior says I can have until August 30th. I'm not sure what to do about that.

Those are the big events from the week. Now I have a LOT of work to attend to and zero motivation/awakeness to attend to it with but that's...okay.

Spanish, Roosevelt and Hopkins, Good, bad, I'm still the guy with the brain.

P.S. <ljuser="rmrn"> what gives? I had scented candles, strawberries and melted chocolate, and a delightfully crisp white with a sharp yet pleasing aftertaste all ready but Bubba showed up. If you're going to PROMISE a 500 pound redneck in clothes three sizes too small the least you could do would be to deliver one. I was quite disapointed when my Polyester paramour never lumbered up my stairs. I should at least have gotten a Lester or a Clyde if old Bubbs was too busy.
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