02 May 2009
17 March 2008
16 March 2008
interesting title
Right now I'm watching a marathon of The Critic and remembering just how brilliant it was. I can't believe it's been off the air so long. The world needs more Jon Lovitz.
This week has managed to turn out semi-okay. I'm doing well in Chaucer, which is saying a lot. I got one of two A's on our first test, a fact from which I am still reeling.
Today, I finished The World According to Garp, which was fantastic. I read some reviews that said it was too long, cold-hearted, etc., but I didn't find that at all; in fact, just the opposite. I think it's particularly interesting that I started reading it over Christmas Break, took a 2 or 3 month break, and picked it right up again. I think that means that my memory is improving.
Advanced Comp looks like it will be an interesting class. The discussions are already heating up, and with the short 8 weeks and the low amount of classwork, those should be our main focus.
Spring Break!
This week has managed to turn out semi-okay. I'm doing well in Chaucer, which is saying a lot. I got one of two A's on our first test, a fact from which I am still reeling.
Today, I finished The World According to Garp, which was fantastic. I read some reviews that said it was too long, cold-hearted, etc., but I didn't find that at all; in fact, just the opposite. I think it's particularly interesting that I started reading it over Christmas Break, took a 2 or 3 month break, and picked it right up again. I think that means that my memory is improving.
Advanced Comp looks like it will be an interesting class. The discussions are already heating up, and with the short 8 weeks and the low amount of classwork, those should be our main focus.
Spring Break!
11 March 2008
on a serious tip
I just read that last post about Fed Ex being great to work for.
Let's just say that I was being a bit naive.
Also, we're no longer moving to Nashville.
Thirdly, no one reads this.
Let's just say that I was being a bit naive.
Also, we're no longer moving to Nashville.
Thirdly, no one reads this.
22 November 2007
thanksgiving
have a happy one, and all that.
not much has been going on lately. class is almost over, just as soon as I write this Shakespeare term paper. work is nice. it is cold. later.
Which Historical Lunatic Are You?
From the fecund loins of Rum and Monkey.
not much has been going on lately. class is almost over, just as soon as I write this Shakespeare term paper. work is nice. it is cold. later.
Which Historical Lunatic Are You?
From the fecund loins of Rum and Monkey.
29 October 2007
time flies when everything is stupid
So yeah. Two weeks went by apparently. I had no idea.
I don't have to post on here for class anymore, so now I can talk about stuff that I'm really interested in talking about. You know, like, poop jokes and stuff.
Work is good. Everyone should work for Fed Ex. I heard a lot of people saying that it was terrible, but it's really not. I've had much worse. Getting up at 4:30AM (and 3:45AM on Mondays) was pretty rough at first, but now I kinda enjoy it. Mornings are nice. I hadn't seen very many of them for awhile.
Still reading The Great Gatsby. It's...well, it's great, for lack of a better word. Next, I'll be starting on the Zombie handbook thing by Max Brooks. Gotta be prepared, kids.
Oh, we watched 1408 last night. Fantastic! Gotta read that now too. John Cusack totally carried that shit.
School still sucks. I can't wait to get graduated. Still considering MFA type things...maybe in a few years. We'll see what happens in Nashville.
I feel like a terrible person for being out of contact with everyone and not calling and stuff. I'm sorry everyone. I can't even begin to explain. Don't think that it means I'm forgetting about you.
I don't have to post on here for class anymore, so now I can talk about stuff that I'm really interested in talking about. You know, like, poop jokes and stuff.
Work is good. Everyone should work for Fed Ex. I heard a lot of people saying that it was terrible, but it's really not. I've had much worse. Getting up at 4:30AM (and 3:45AM on Mondays) was pretty rough at first, but now I kinda enjoy it. Mornings are nice. I hadn't seen very many of them for awhile.
Still reading The Great Gatsby. It's...well, it's great, for lack of a better word. Next, I'll be starting on the Zombie handbook thing by Max Brooks. Gotta be prepared, kids.
Oh, we watched 1408 last night. Fantastic! Gotta read that now too. John Cusack totally carried that shit.
School still sucks. I can't wait to get graduated. Still considering MFA type things...maybe in a few years. We'll see what happens in Nashville.
I feel like a terrible person for being out of contact with everyone and not calling and stuff. I'm sorry everyone. I can't even begin to explain. Don't think that it means I'm forgetting about you.
14 October 2007
the end of the beginning
So, that's that. What a nice 8 weeks it's been. I read, I cried, I laughed, I hurled. Maybe not the even numbered ones so much, but it's certainly been fun, regardless.
Mrs. Dalloway was a good second read, which lead me into The Great Gatsby, for some reason. I got about halfway through that today. Hilarious. Wonderful. Rad. Something Else.
First week of work ended well, although as you can see by the time that I'm posting this, my sleep schedule has been a bit messed up. We splurged and ate dinner at Abuelo's on Friday night, and two pitchers of margaritas later, I slept in for quite some time on Saturday. Then we went bowling that night, and now my butt hurts when I walk.
I have been meaning to post pictures for some time now, but tonight I finally decided that we have officially lost the cord from camera to compy. We'll have to get another one of those soon.
Counseling is going fairly well, I suppose. Just talking about random stuff. Eh. We'll see how the whole medication thing goes in a few weeks.
Other classes are as follows:
Shakespeare - overall, a pain in the ass, but still rewarding. study questions are hell.
Playwriting - better than my expectations, although writing plays is still basically like giving birth for Baylee and I.
German - Fantastisch! Prima!
Contemplating my future. Ich bin müde.
Mrs. Dalloway was a good second read, which lead me into The Great Gatsby, for some reason. I got about halfway through that today. Hilarious. Wonderful. Rad. Something Else.
First week of work ended well, although as you can see by the time that I'm posting this, my sleep schedule has been a bit messed up. We splurged and ate dinner at Abuelo's on Friday night, and two pitchers of margaritas later, I slept in for quite some time on Saturday. Then we went bowling that night, and now my butt hurts when I walk.
I have been meaning to post pictures for some time now, but tonight I finally decided that we have officially lost the cord from camera to compy. We'll have to get another one of those soon.
Counseling is going fairly well, I suppose. Just talking about random stuff. Eh. We'll see how the whole medication thing goes in a few weeks.
Other classes are as follows:
Shakespeare - overall, a pain in the ass, but still rewarding. study questions are hell.
Playwriting - better than my expectations, although writing plays is still basically like giving birth for Baylee and I.
German - Fantastisch! Prima!
Contemplating my future. Ich bin müde.
08 October 2007
oops
Nothing like checking in on all your class stuff to realize that you didn't do your blog post for the week. Good times.
Mrs. Dalloway has been even better upon a second reading. I still might be more partial to To The Lighthouse, but if anything is making a stronger case for this book, it's Septimus Smith. What a character. I may have to write my final essay about this book for the sole purpose of writing about him.
Started at FedEx today. Not too shabby. We'll see how the rest of the week goes.
Also decided today that the Creative Writing major at UCO is a waste of time. I'm switching to straight English.
Many frustrations. More on those later. Off to bed.
Mrs. Dalloway has been even better upon a second reading. I still might be more partial to To The Lighthouse, but if anything is making a stronger case for this book, it's Septimus Smith. What a character. I may have to write my final essay about this book for the sole purpose of writing about him.
Started at FedEx today. Not too shabby. We'll see how the rest of the week goes.
Also decided today that the Creative Writing major at UCO is a waste of time. I'm switching to straight English.
Many frustrations. More on those later. Off to bed.
30 September 2007
The Dead
Well, lots of interesting things happened this week. I got a job at Fed Ex! *applause* I take my drug test tomorrow, and then things should be rolling along after that. I can't even begin to describe to you what a relief this is. I may not ever have to look for another job. Super awesome ridiculous.
As far as classes are going, Shakespeare is probably my least favorite class since I've been back in school. Now, I know what you're thinking, but it's definitely not the subject matter that I dislike. I love Shakespeare, and I always have, and I've never found him very difficult to read. The problem is that we have to do a ridiculous amount of study questions that insult my intelligence and make me explain (at length) things that seem painfully obvious and don't enhance my understanding of the text at all. Not to mention that each answer is expected to be a small essay and between class on Tuesday and class on Thursday, I was expected to answer 17 of them. I have other classes. I have a life. Please don't be so presumptuous to think that Shakespeare is the only class I'm taking this semester with any homework to do.
Ahem. Rant over.
I finally finished Great Expectations last night, which was exciting even though I already knew the whole plot. I always get a rush from finishing a book, since I seem to have such a hard time doing it anymore, what with the focus problems currently being sorted out with the shrink types at school.
Our actual reading for this week in British Lit was some of my personal favorite; Yeats, Eliot, Joyce. Revisiting their work always teaches me new things. I was a little disappointed, as I always am, at people's misunderstanding of the context of the work, or complete ignorance of it. I guess I shouldn't be surprised, and should be more forgiving, but I get offended when people don't appreciate great art.
Speaking of that, we also read Joyce's The Dead this week, and some of the response to it really upset me. Call Joyce's stories anything you want, but boring they are not, especially The Dead, arguably one of the greatest short stories ever written.
Bah. I'm bitter about literature. I think this means that I should never be a teacher. No problem there.
As far as classes are going, Shakespeare is probably my least favorite class since I've been back in school. Now, I know what you're thinking, but it's definitely not the subject matter that I dislike. I love Shakespeare, and I always have, and I've never found him very difficult to read. The problem is that we have to do a ridiculous amount of study questions that insult my intelligence and make me explain (at length) things that seem painfully obvious and don't enhance my understanding of the text at all. Not to mention that each answer is expected to be a small essay and between class on Tuesday and class on Thursday, I was expected to answer 17 of them. I have other classes. I have a life. Please don't be so presumptuous to think that Shakespeare is the only class I'm taking this semester with any homework to do.
Ahem. Rant over.
I finally finished Great Expectations last night, which was exciting even though I already knew the whole plot. I always get a rush from finishing a book, since I seem to have such a hard time doing it anymore, what with the focus problems currently being sorted out with the shrink types at school.
Our actual reading for this week in British Lit was some of my personal favorite; Yeats, Eliot, Joyce. Revisiting their work always teaches me new things. I was a little disappointed, as I always am, at people's misunderstanding of the context of the work, or complete ignorance of it. I guess I shouldn't be surprised, and should be more forgiving, but I get offended when people don't appreciate great art.
Speaking of that, we also read Joyce's The Dead this week, and some of the response to it really upset me. Call Joyce's stories anything you want, but boring they are not, especially The Dead, arguably one of the greatest short stories ever written.
Bah. I'm bitter about literature. I think this means that I should never be a teacher. No problem there.
23 September 2007
september already...
...and I'm still not finished Great Expectations. I know, I know...this weekend. Possibly tonight. We'll see what happens. I did get all my homework done, however, and I am very proud of myself, as it is only 7:40PM.
I did my second paper for Brit Lit on Robert Browning's "Childe Roland to the Dark Tower Came" and I really hadn't given that poem enough thought previously. The relations to Stephen King alone are enough to make my mind tingle, but the poem as metaphor for the modern world, precursor to T.S. Eliot and all that...wow.
Still looking for another job. Interviewed with Fed Ex on Tuesday, interview for this sweet Security position at Hertz tomorrow. Goddammit, I need a job.
New exciting place that we're thinking about moving (and I think this one might stick): Nashville, TN
Seriously. I think we're gonna move to Nashville. If it's good enough for The Raconteurs, it's good enough for me.
I still haven't posted any pictures. I promise I'll get on that soon.
I did my second paper for Brit Lit on Robert Browning's "Childe Roland to the Dark Tower Came" and I really hadn't given that poem enough thought previously. The relations to Stephen King alone are enough to make my mind tingle, but the poem as metaphor for the modern world, precursor to T.S. Eliot and all that...wow.
Still looking for another job. Interviewed with Fed Ex on Tuesday, interview for this sweet Security position at Hertz tomorrow. Goddammit, I need a job.
New exciting place that we're thinking about moving (and I think this one might stick): Nashville, TN
Seriously. I think we're gonna move to Nashville. If it's good enough for The Raconteurs, it's good enough for me.
I still haven't posted any pictures. I promise I'll get on that soon.
18 September 2007
16 September 2007
spaced out
I've been having a lot of trouble concentrating. I want to say that it's a recent development, but to tell the truth, I don't know that I've ever been able to concentrate. I think I have ADD or ADHD or some other acronym, on top of my already fantastic bi-polar fun times. Luckily, I have an appointment tomorrow with the student counseling center, so hopefully they'll be able to do something. It's hard to be an English major when you can read an entire book, enjoy it and absorb it during the process of reading it, and then 6 months later have very limited access to your memories of what it was about.
So, I've been getting through Great Expectations, but it's disheartening. Frankenstein is still in there, but it's fading. Poetry is especially daunting, and I love it more than anything. *sigh*
On the good news tip, I quit Pizza Hut. They refused to understand that I am a student first and a pizza cook second. Their loss, not mine.
I've also been thinking a lot about love. We just finished reading Romeo and Juliet in my Shakespeare class, and we've been looking at Browning's "Sonnets from the Portuguese" in British Lit since 1800. I had read both of those before, but never since I had been married, or even since I met my Baylee. Both have acquired a new depth of meaning for me that I find it very hard to explain. I've also discovered that very few people, even those married or claiming to be "in love," have very little conception of true, deep love. The world is a sad place.
A sad place.
So, I've been getting through Great Expectations, but it's disheartening. Frankenstein is still in there, but it's fading. Poetry is especially daunting, and I love it more than anything. *sigh*
On the good news tip, I quit Pizza Hut. They refused to understand that I am a student first and a pizza cook second. Their loss, not mine.
I've also been thinking a lot about love. We just finished reading Romeo and Juliet in my Shakespeare class, and we've been looking at Browning's "Sonnets from the Portuguese" in British Lit since 1800. I had read both of those before, but never since I had been married, or even since I met my Baylee. Both have acquired a new depth of meaning for me that I find it very hard to explain. I've also discovered that very few people, even those married or claiming to be "in love," have very little conception of true, deep love. The world is a sad place.
A sad place.
09 September 2007
argh
Well, this week was going surprisingly well until tonight. I finished Frankenstein fairly early yesterday morning, and by last night, I had my essay already turned in and my forum posts done. I've been thoroughly enjoying the reading for class, especially Shelley and Keats. I keep going back to them.
Anyway, Friday I got a job as a cook at the local Pizza Hut, and I started tonight. It's so bad I can't even describe it. I've been spoiled on office temp jobs. As soon as I can find another non-food related job, I'm done with this crap. I'm exhausted, and I've washed my hands three times, but they still smell like pizza toppings.
On the bright side, Great Expectations is awesome so far. I started it yesterday to get a head start on it, since I'm a fairly slow reader. I didn't realize just how funny Charles Dickens was. I find myself smiling on at least a twice per page rate so far.
I'm gonna go pass out now.
Anyway, Friday I got a job as a cook at the local Pizza Hut, and I started tonight. It's so bad I can't even describe it. I've been spoiled on office temp jobs. As soon as I can find another non-food related job, I'm done with this crap. I'm exhausted, and I've washed my hands three times, but they still smell like pizza toppings.
On the bright side, Great Expectations is awesome so far. I started it yesterday to get a head start on it, since I'm a fairly slow reader. I didn't realize just how funny Charles Dickens was. I find myself smiling on at least a twice per page rate so far.
I'm gonna go pass out now.
02 September 2007
Long week, longer than most I am sure
I've been really enjoying the reading for this class so far. Percy Shelley, for instance, is someone whom I've never been very interested in reading, and never given much thought. I guess I've always been more into more modern poetry. Upon further inspection, though, I find Shelley fascinating. I've been reading some about his life and we share a few different perspectives, most notably atheism. Anyway, both his work and his life will be a source of inspiration to me in the coming months.
I've also begun reading Frankenstein, and hope to finish it tomorrow. It's been on my list for some time, and I've seen many of its movie incarnations. So far, I'm riveted.
We finally got our financial aid money this week too, which means I finally got new glasses. I'll probably post some pictures soon, both of those and of Baylee's new haircut, which is fantastic. Also, Mr. Hugo and his white lab coat.
We've also been watching movies like crazy. So far this weekend: The Good Shepard, Marie Antoinette, Borat, and Zodiac. All fantastic, although I was disappointed that we didn't get to see any beheading in Marie Antoinette.
C'est la vie.
I've also begun reading Frankenstein, and hope to finish it tomorrow. It's been on my list for some time, and I've seen many of its movie incarnations. So far, I'm riveted.
We finally got our financial aid money this week too, which means I finally got new glasses. I'll probably post some pictures soon, both of those and of Baylee's new haircut, which is fantastic. Also, Mr. Hugo and his white lab coat.
We've also been watching movies like crazy. So far this weekend: The Good Shepard, Marie Antoinette, Borat, and Zodiac. All fantastic, although I was disappointed that we didn't get to see any beheading in Marie Antoinette.
C'est la vie.
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