Apparently, I'm not imaginative enough. One of my friends overheard me referring(sp?) to my computer Lappy today, and began to sputter in indignation at the dearth of creative thinking backing the sobriquet. A short *discussion* later, my laptop is now Hogarth.
(On a side note, I loathe gerunds. They mess spelling up so very frequently.)
Only three short (and yet interminably long) days until Spring Break and relative freedom from scholastic endeavors of a strictly structured variety! Of course, I first have to survive
Shakespeare, Great Depression, and Western Civ midterm exams. I think I'll just go hide under the covers now, and try to get the 7-8 hours-per-night I'm supposed to. HA!
More as it develops and I grow bored,
~Brill
Tuesday, March 25, 2008
Friday, March 21, 2008
Humph!
My college held a Girls' Day today on campus for a bunch (and I do mean BUNCH) of girls from around the community, about ages 5-11 or so. It was mostly in the central quad surrounded by the dorms, dining hall, and fine arts buildings. They had field games, relays, tag, etc., but one game in particular caught my eye as I walked through the two main groups. The leaders had a bunch of 5-8 year olds (I'd guess) playing a variation of tag; each girl had a brightly colored handkerchief/'flag' stuck in the back of her pants, and was running around trying to grab/pull the other girls' tails/flags/handkerchiefs out of their pants. Seeing that I thought, "We're teaching little girls to chase after and grab other little girls' asses. Damn, why did I never get to play this game!?"
Thursday, March 13, 2008
Tidbits
*LOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM*
That's what my New Deal program paper has done for the past, oh, week or so. It got really bad on Tuesday, since it was due this morning. Monkey and I both have the class, (though we focused on different subjects) and worked like little dervishes Tuesday and especially last night. I went to bed around 3 when I spent more time staring at the screen thinking about cheese and sleep, and less time staring at the screen wondering where I read that one random fact in the 20-odd double pages of photocopied, color-coded notes (it was never in the color-coded section, BTW). I finished it off this morning before class. I love the class, I learn economic & historical stuff & how the areas effect each other during one of (IMHO) the most interesting periods of American history, but DAMN if it isn't difficult to keep up sometimes. (No Block, Monkey!)
On a related note, has anyone else ever had trouble keeping within a word limit for a paper? This one was 1000-1200 words, and the shortest I could get it without doing some MAJOR limb-whacking was 1509 (incl. parenthetical documentation). I didn't even go into a lot of the political and civil rights influences because I knew I'd have to cut them. (I just realized I don't have a tag 'procrastination' on a blog titled procrastination. Go fig.)
As I mentioned in my last post, I was elected (in a very informal "Okay, who wants to run for [position]? Anybody got a problem? All in favor? All opposed? ...all abstaining?" meeting) VP of the college's Friends of Lesbians And Gays (FLAG) chapter. Flag is a Student Government Assn. group. I 'get' to go on the SGA retreat this weekend, Friday afternoon to Saturday evening. Thankfully I won't be alone; the Pres (apparently my 'owner') is coming too.
My friends have discovered, through virtue of my new haircut, the amazing somnolescent affect that 'scritching' my head has on me. Monkey likes to pet my hair, and a few other of our friends have recently taken to rubbing the hair as well (don't ask me why, I'm not complaining). They discovered at dinner tonight that scritching tends to put me into a bit of a trance where I lose concentration on all else. A number of them (one in particular who also likes to pick on my ADHD tendencies anent highly reflective objects) had fun.
Laters,
~Brill
That's what my New Deal program paper has done for the past, oh, week or so. It got really bad on Tuesday, since it was due this morning. Monkey and I both have the class, (though we focused on different subjects) and worked like little dervishes Tuesday and especially last night. I went to bed around 3 when I spent more time staring at the screen thinking about cheese and sleep, and less time staring at the screen wondering where I read that one random fact in the 20-odd double pages of photocopied, color-coded notes (it was never in the color-coded section, BTW). I finished it off this morning before class. I love the class, I learn economic & historical stuff & how the areas effect each other during one of (IMHO) the most interesting periods of American history, but DAMN if it isn't difficult to keep up sometimes. (No Block, Monkey!)
On a related note, has anyone else ever had trouble keeping within a word limit for a paper? This one was 1000-1200 words, and the shortest I could get it without doing some MAJOR limb-whacking was 1509 (incl. parenthetical documentation). I didn't even go into a lot of the political and civil rights influences because I knew I'd have to cut them. (I just realized I don't have a tag 'procrastination' on a blog titled procrastination. Go fig.)
As I mentioned in my last post, I was elected (in a very informal "Okay, who wants to run for [position]? Anybody got a problem? All in favor? All opposed? ...all abstaining?" meeting) VP of the college's Friends of Lesbians And Gays (FLAG) chapter. Flag is a Student Government Assn. group. I 'get' to go on the SGA retreat this weekend, Friday afternoon to Saturday evening. Thankfully I won't be alone; the Pres (apparently my 'owner') is coming too.
My friends have discovered, through virtue of my new haircut, the amazing somnolescent affect that 'scritching' my head has on me. Monkey likes to pet my hair, and a few other of our friends have recently taken to rubbing the hair as well (don't ask me why, I'm not complaining). They discovered at dinner tonight that scritching tends to put me into a bit of a trance where I lose concentration on all else. A number of them (one in particular who also likes to pick on my ADHD tendencies anent highly reflective objects) had fun.
Laters,
~Brill
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