You’re new Pimp Name is:

Da’ Funk in Da’ Pants LeRoy

Your Cadillac Year 1995
Number of Diseases: 2
Number of Gold Teeth: 25
Number of Illegitimate Kids: 9
Number of Hoes Owned: 70
Number of Arrest Warrants: 47
Number of Hoes Slapped: 175

What’s Yours?

Ok, let me get this straight for you people:

I fucking hate creative non fiction. There’s no such thing…they’re essays people. Essays are acceptable, as long as people writing realize that they’re essays. They’ve been essays forever. People trying to define a canon for c. non fic have looked like at Thoreau…HE WROTE F’ING ESSAYS.

Call it essays. Now, dammit.

Paper was written in the period of 11:00 to 1:00, for a grand sum of 15 pages. Not near my record of last semester when I wrote a 11 page paper in 1 hour from 5-6.

But it’s done. And you know what? I don’t even care what grade I get on it. It’s done, it may not be done HER way, but goddammit it was done MY way, which is in my opinion, what counts in grad school.

From having the syllabus changed 3 times, to having assignments that appeared out of nowhere(not on the syllabus) to having the requirements for the grad paper change 3 times in one week(from what was on the syllabus, to what was explained in class, to this morning 4 hours before it was due to something COMPLETELY DIFFERENT from both), I am glad this class is done.

And again, I don’t care what grade I get. These credits are not needed for my degree, and I’ve got enough A’s to be able to counteract anything she throws at me.

What matters here is this: the FROYD© prevailed, and continues to abide. Just like the Dude, the FROYD© abides.

You know what? I just decided I don’t care WHICH way I write this paper, there’s going to be something wrong with it, either from my viewpoint of not doing it well enough, or from her standpoint of it not working.

So I’ve settled on writing a combination. I am going to attempt to define what a poem is, and then show why theories are still needed to define a poem…there is no one way of looking and defining a poem. I’m going to do this using three of my own poems, and 9 pages of analysis.

I’m up to 7 already, without getting to my poems.

I can fucking do this.

I’ve still got 6 summaries to go though, as well as a three page poet paper. I can do that too. If I can do 7 pages in an hour, I can do 8 more in the hour and a half I have left.

argggghhhhh.

So, I got about halfway through my paper for contemp writers and theory, and decided to run it by the teacher. Lesson #1: Never get the Ok from a teacher before you’re done writing.

Apparently the requirements for the final have changed again.

Goddamn I feel like killing someone right now. So, plan A of 12 pages for contemp writers is a go AGAIN. I was going to switch it to 15 with some creative writing, but then she decided to flip that around on me too…no more.

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BUT! The really great news is that The Good Little Robot is now a daily posting mon-fri, so hot diggity its moved up a section and given me something else with which to alleviate my boredom!

God bless the webcomics, for they work for free for my entertainment. If I had any money, any at all, I’d donate or buy something.