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Apparently, it’s all in my head.

February 21, 2007 11:44 am

I was greatly disappointed by my poetry class last night. Situation was that I had to turn in a paper, give a presentation, and submit a poem for discussion, so rather than stress about three things, I used a poem that I wrote for the poetry class I took a year and a half ago. It was a piece that I didn’t think all that highly of, but which my professor liked, so I had some confidence in it, but I also knew it had problems. So I sent it off to my classmates and went to work on the paper and presentation which didn’t go all that well, I thought, but I’m just glad it’s over. Yik.

This particular poem is a description (of sorts) of a night at Furman when I was walking to my apartment one evening, probably going home at ten from a CCLC shift. It was a foggy night and I came around the corner into a slightly wooded area around the apartments and a little way ahead of me was this girl who was practicing for a kickline or something — literally taking three steps and then throwing a leg up over her head, three steps, kick, three steps, kick.

Well, strange thing that my brain is, it comes up with the Saggy Baggy Elephant, who goes around the jungle dancing one, two, three, kick! one, two, three, kick! Is this ringing a bell to anybody?

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My nemesis, my ally

January 18, 2007 9:27 pm

When one has been more or less sitting on one’s tail for three weeks of vacation between semesters, one expects a certain amount of out-of-shapeness. That upon returning, all the stairs and all the walking will take a certain toll.

One does not expect to be distressed over losing one’s “hole-puncher muscles.”

May I introduce my sometime friend, the Stanley Bostitch Hole Puncher, a frequent cohort in my efforts to alphabetize and file the world around me (aka, the payroll department). This sucker can handle a mess of paper at a time — but it has to know you really mean it. No, ladies and gents, this is not a hole puncher for the weak of heart. Or weak of arm.


Here’s to you, Stanley. You bastage.

Here we go again

9:17 pm

Well, the calendar turns and here I am with a new schedule.

Clearly, last semester wasn’t nearly crazy enough, so I’ve upped the ante. I’m taking three classes instead of two, and I’ve just landed a second part-time job. Since the college mandates that I can only work a total of 20 hours/week for the college, this looks (in my haven’t-lived-it-yet eyes) not unlike fall term of my senior year at Furman. Especially since I’m taking a poetry workshop again!

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Windows, magazines, and the alphabet

October 25, 2006 10:38 pm

No, I’m not going to talk about Vista. Which I plan never to own. My next machine is going to be a Mac.

The excitement of the week is that we’re getting new windows in the apartment. Not that there was anything wrong with the old ones, naturally. The people who own the building think that it should be made into fashoinable condos, so there has been cosmetic construction on the outside of the building since well before I moved in. Now, understand, the apartment is nice on the inside (mostly because we’ve made it that way), but the outside looks like a 1960s motel of the sort where you get to your front door via an outside balcony. I can’t imagine how fresh paint and hardwood floors will make one of these units worth half a million dollars, even in the inflated housing market up here. But there it is — we get to live around it for a while and come May, we’re out.

Anyway, powers that be decided that new windows should be put in sooner rather than later, so that started this morning.

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Job news and other details

October 4, 2006 11:13 pm

I’m going to be employed again.

I had two job interviews last week. The first was for a job I really wanted, as a guide at a local museum (a colonial house), and though I thought it went quite well, it apparently did not go quite well enough. Got the official rejection yesterday morning.

The second was an office assistant job in the payroll office at the college and consisted mainly of the interviewer talking at me for thirty or forty minutes (nice fellow, don’t get me wrong, but definately a talker). I was at the low point of a brush with a cold that day, and I thought I hadn’t come off as well as I might have – hard to get a word in at the best of times, and it was not the best of times. But he got back to me this morning and offered me the job and could I start Friday? Since it’s Payroll, part of my job would be delivering timecards all over campus every other Friday. It’s not much, but I’m feeling insecure about turning anything down right now and I’m leaning toward the idea of working two part-time jobs – especially since this seems so minimal. So I accepted the offer.

Coursework has been pretty light thus far, but it’s starting to pick up. I have two courses: a requisite overview of magazine publishing and a course in magazine design. Design started in earnest on Tuesday, as we had to present our first rough drafts of layouts for pages of mock-magazines. The overview will, I hope, finally kick into gear next week as we start work on the big project of the course (also revolving around a made-up magazine).

In lighter news, I’ve discovered television this month, partly due to Courtney’s influence, partly due to my having too much time on my hands, and partly due to the fact that I have a tv in my room. I’m not sure which is more is more novel, owning a television or having such a thing in my bedroom. Shockingly decadant. So I’ve discovered DS9, the new Doctor Who, Heroes, Gilmore Girls, and those are just the ones I’ve decided I like. Plus I’ve been going through Courtney’s collection of Buffy and Angel DVDs – after all, it is Joss Whedon…

Where everybody is trying to remember your name

September 8, 2006 6:41 pm

I have been here nearly a week now, and I think that it is safe to say that I am moved in.

The drive last weekend was pleasantly uneventful (not counting one brief visit to the Antietam battlefield and another brief visit with my grandfather’s cousin in New York), and my roommate and her boyfriend were great help in unloading the car. And after moving furniture to get the bed away from the outside wall, my room is set up a lot like my room in North Village was. So if you were ever there, picture that; it’s pretty close. I’ll take a few pictures to put on Flickr sometime soon. [Edit: Well, I haven’t taken any inside yet, but I just put a few other Boston pictures up.]

I’ve done some rudimentary exploring of the area, gone on a few walks, and I’m starting to get a feel for the city, both here and around the school. Found important things like the bank, the drug store, some small grocery stores that are within walking distance. (My roommate has her car here, so big grocery trips will be on wheels and to a larger store, but I’m glad there are places where I can go pick up a few things if I want to.)

Wednesday evening, I went down to meet a bunch of my new classmates for drinks at a bar/restaurant near the school. I think there are about forty incoming students in the publishing program, and we had gotten each other’s contact info over the summer, so a few enterprising souls set up a chance to meet each other even before orientation. It was fun, and the waitresses were really nice about this group of 25-30 people trickling in who (A) didn’t know each other and (B) didn’t know how many people were actually coming!

Orientation was yesterday and today — lots of information sessions about various campus services and policies, mostly. Highlights included:

  • lunch on Thursday, at which our table of four or five students was joined by two professors, both of whom I had heard about from my roommate (since she’s starting her second year in the program). One of them very favorably…the other very not.
  • meeting the whole Writing, Literature, & Publishing faculty. Geez, now I really wanna take writing courses! (well, okay, I did before — and I plan to — but some of the writing profs seemed really interesting)
  • taking a trolley tour around the city this afternoon. Wheee!

Coming back around to the title, the last few days have seen heavy use of the line, “I’m sorry, what was your name again?” So much for the city of Cheers.

Anyway, actual classes start next week, and being the nerd that I am, I’m pretty excited about that! I’m working on getting my textbooks — I have a Magazine Publishing Overview and Magazine Design and Production. Fun, I hope!

Next on the to-do list…start applying for part time jobs.