"I'd been waiting forever.... four three two one!"
So, I did start using tags. And today in my quest for relaxation I tagged March, April, May, and June of this year. 'T was a good time.
class this morning was ridiculous. There were only 3 of us at first, but drew came later (and without a bandana - weeeird). I think I did ok on my quiz, which is good because i did shitty on the last one I didn't study for. I look at it this way though: I made a silly error, and all my conjugations were one letter off (they had an e in the stem, instead of a u) but all my endings for all the tenses were perfect, which means I KNOW the subjunctive, and just didn't read the verb right. I know the concept and I'm not getting a grade in this class, so it didn't bother me. Tonight we're doing longer readings, and I really want to MAKE SURE I do them, because of everything we do I think that's the most fun.
Internship today was also ridiculous. Got there right at noon all ready to start a new project, and Leigh isn't even there! She'd left me a note that she'd gone to lunch with keith and wouldn't be back until 1pm. Wha? Left without anything to do, I labeled the Samuel M. Perry files after tracking down the labels, and then wasted time. Oh well.
When she did get there, she started me inventorying a big new collection that just came in from the Colorado Colored Womens group which was founded at the turn of the century. Could have been a really special collection, considering the CHS collection could always use more documents on women, especially black women, in Colorado. Turns out the collection was RIDICULOUSLY disorganized, and all the documents were interspersed with 80s trash ephemera and junk, the scrapbooks were horrendous, and there was nothing in there from before the '60s. Mostly disorganized CRAP from the 90s. It was so frustrating. Eventually I asked Leigh for help as I didn't want to organize and inventory GARBAGE so she came over and we went through some of the boxes together, which was actually really fun.
We kept getting distracted by the 1984/85/86 Heritage High School yearbooks, which were hilarious. No idea why they were in the collection, but still. We would start reading the signatures of past high school hooligans, and every once in a while it'd be like, "Amy! Leigh! Focus on the task at hand!"
As a reward for helping her gut the collection, she let me go 20 minutes early so I went out and talked to Casey while I waited for Mom to pick me up. She drove me there cause she went to Yoga in boulder today and drove with me. I like that because then I can always study in the car.
Ok time to translate some of Vergil's Aeneid. (COOOOL! I do so love the Aeneid.)
class this morning was ridiculous. There were only 3 of us at first, but drew came later (and without a bandana - weeeird). I think I did ok on my quiz, which is good because i did shitty on the last one I didn't study for. I look at it this way though: I made a silly error, and all my conjugations were one letter off (they had an e in the stem, instead of a u) but all my endings for all the tenses were perfect, which means I KNOW the subjunctive, and just didn't read the verb right. I know the concept and I'm not getting a grade in this class, so it didn't bother me. Tonight we're doing longer readings, and I really want to MAKE SURE I do them, because of everything we do I think that's the most fun.
Internship today was also ridiculous. Got there right at noon all ready to start a new project, and Leigh isn't even there! She'd left me a note that she'd gone to lunch with keith and wouldn't be back until 1pm. Wha? Left without anything to do, I labeled the Samuel M. Perry files after tracking down the labels, and then wasted time. Oh well.
When she did get there, she started me inventorying a big new collection that just came in from the Colorado Colored Womens group which was founded at the turn of the century. Could have been a really special collection, considering the CHS collection could always use more documents on women, especially black women, in Colorado. Turns out the collection was RIDICULOUSLY disorganized, and all the documents were interspersed with 80s trash ephemera and junk, the scrapbooks were horrendous, and there was nothing in there from before the '60s. Mostly disorganized CRAP from the 90s. It was so frustrating. Eventually I asked Leigh for help as I didn't want to organize and inventory GARBAGE so she came over and we went through some of the boxes together, which was actually really fun.
We kept getting distracted by the 1984/85/86 Heritage High School yearbooks, which were hilarious. No idea why they were in the collection, but still. We would start reading the signatures of past high school hooligans, and every once in a while it'd be like, "Amy! Leigh! Focus on the task at hand!"
As a reward for helping her gut the collection, she let me go 20 minutes early so I went out and talked to Casey while I waited for Mom to pick me up. She drove me there cause she went to Yoga in boulder today and drove with me. I like that because then I can always study in the car.
Ok time to translate some of Vergil's Aeneid. (COOOOL! I do so love the Aeneid.)