Just Some Shit From School Yesterday... Some Of Which Made Me Feel Like An Orphan:
1) I forgot my PIN number. I guess that's what happens when you carry a three dollar balance in your checking account for four months. So if any of you know my PIN, cough it up. I need it.
2) I
did manage to scrape up enough change to buy myself a bottle of water... which I promptly dropped and spilled all over myself. In front of, say, a
billion people. All of whom were carrying beverages successfully-- some with only one hand. Show offs. I immediately felt like an orphan. A thirsty orphan.
3) Professor H (who could be the thinnest, tallest, palest woman on the planet, by the way; I could barely see her against the walls in her office, and every time she moved she almost stabbed me in the eye with an elbow) is "hesitant" to chair my committee, as she is a poet. (That was pretty much the only explanation I got. Apparently being a poet eliminates you from all kinds of unpleasant duties, ie: "Prof. H? Could you help with these dishes?" "Oh, I would, but I'm a poet, you know." or "Honey, could we fool around tonight?" "Nope. Poet.") Given the flimsiness of her excuse, however, she
is willing to oversee my research this semester and potentially chair in the spring. I plan to bombard her with work (and flattery of the poet variety) until she feels too obligated
not to chair. Good plan.
4) In the meantime I went and cried to the department head, who has signed me up for thesis hours
even though I have no chair. She stated that "she doesn't normally do this, but she's making an exception." Once again,
orphan.
5) Is it currently "en vogue" to carry yourself as though you've been battling
malaria for the last six months?? I see all of these adorable freshmen girls on campus with their tiny little jeans and their teeny little halter tops... and they shuffle around all round-shouldered and neckless. I'm
this close to carrying a ruler around with me, which makes me feel
sort of like an orphan, because aren't orphans sticklers for good posture? Wait, maybe that's
nuns. Yeah, I don't really feel much like a nun. Nevermind.
