went precisely as how it had gone before some %$&* undergrad complained to the chair. We met, talked about ideas for the paper, and covered what we were supposed to have done for homework today. Then she let us go because of the river’s meeting project.

it was great. We were out by 3:30.

oh well. One more class to go. I’ll be doing the happy dance after next wednesday. God willing, I’ll have the paper done for Contemp Theory, the papers done for mythology, and all of BSU’s classes will be wrapped up.

Then it’s time to start reading for Mythology session. And easy street for the next 3 months.

I can’t even get started on these summaries.

I hate summaries. They are possibly the most worthless things ever, required by teachers who don’t trust their students enough to do the work. I’d rather take a TEST than do summaries. Summaries are a waste of time, unless they’re going to be brought up in class and used.

If you’re a teacher, and you require summaries FROM GRAD STUDENTS, then there is something fundamentally flawed about your class setup.

nothing says ‘politically correct’ like euphemisms.

and absolutely non-good dagnasty evil continues.

My alarm got bumped into ‘radio’ mode tonight. Which means that I don’t wake up. Which means that my Dad(whom I rent the trailer from) has to come into town and knocks on my door to wake me up at 12:50AM. Which means I was 2.5 hours late for work. Which hasn’t happened to me since the first year I worked nights, something like 4 years ago.

*sigh*

They were afraid at work that I was injured/killed. I think I disappointed them by walking in late, having overslept.

Now, one may wonder, why the radio alarm going off didn’t wake me. I sleep usually(when i have to work nights) with my computer playing tunes and a fan right next to my head on high. My neighbours play extremely heavy bass music, loudly. This white noise cancels them out. As well, the phone in my room has the ringer turned off, and the cell phone was in the kitchen. There were no back ups in place should my alarm fail.

Oh well. Par for the course of this week. Pacifica hasn’t gotten back to me about financial aid yet, I’ve got something like 7 summaries and a 3 page poet paper due tomorrow, and I still haven’t started on my myth papers yet, though research is more or less done.

Oh well. I’ll make it. I always manage somehow.

it’d be nice if I got fired for this. it’d be great.

*sigh*