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[anthershrtruind]

This is my theory: people who do not have to watch what they eat and can live on ultrarefined, hydrogenated crap without gaining one ounce are the next step in the evolution of Homo sapiens. It makes sense if you think about it. Natural selection simply means that individuals who happen, by chance, to possess genes which make them better adapted

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[anthershrtruind]

I completely agree without. There is absolutely nothing like a crispy bacon sandwich. And bacon bits? I know they aren't even a meat product, but they still have all of that bacony deliciousness.

You would not believe the trouble I am having--these professors at sac state keep coming up with lame excuses for not being able to write me recommendations. They all remember me and by their own admissions I did well in their classes, but they don't have time, they're busy, blah blah... The guy I had for statistics and Mexican Archaeology says that he does remember me as a good student, but he just doesn't think that it would do any good for him to write one since he is a mesoamerican archaeologist and I want to go into paleo. Whatthehell? he suggested I get one of the physical profs to help me. Too bad there are only three in the department. My advisor, the only helpful person in that whole damn place, is already writing me one (she's mostly in morphology and osteology), one of them won't do it unless I meet him in person and the last one is the woman who claims she's too busy. I emailed my advisor and explained the situation and I think she got on their cases and possibly reminded them that this is part of their professional responsibility because now the busy one says she might be able to help. So now, get this. I can't get these recommendations unless I come in person. So if I want to even APPLY to grad schools, I have to FLY ALL THE WAY THE HELL OUT TO CALIFORNIA. Meaning, next week. They know I'm in Indiana. So I had to buy a ticket out there for tuesday to talk to these people and then fly back. I'm only going to be there for a few days. Luckily I was able to get a cheap red-eye flight. This has been the most horrible, draining, frustrating week of my life.

I guess on the bright side, I'll get to see a little of my nephew. If I don't drop dead first. This is stressing me out so much that I haven't slept in three nights.

And what helped lead to the panic was that Churchill, the dept head at Duke, who I was pretty sure would write me a letter, fell through too. I emailed him last week and I got an automated response from the address saying his was on leave until January and was thus incommunicado.

GGHGHGHHAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[anthershrtruind]

Okay, so I got one of my cultural professors from a couple of classes to write one. I took a folklore class with her and we had to write a term paper about some particular type of folklore/myth/legend. There was a pretty wide range of ethnic backgrounds in that class and most of the students did their research about stories they had heard from their parents and grandparents. I couldn't think of anything to write about so I wrote mine about the localized urban legends on the sac state campus about where all the chickens came from (for years there were hundreds of chickens all over the campus and two years ago they got a new president and he got rid of all of them). I interviewed about 100 students and got all these wild stories about the mexican fast-food place on campus using them for burritos, that they were a genetics experiment gone wrong, anything you can think of. It was pretty funny. I got a twelve page paper out of it.

Anyway, the professor said she would find my papers in her records to use for the evaluation...I don't know whether to be embarrassed or laugh. I didn't really take it seriously, but I got a good grade, at any rate...

[hokeypokey33]

Tell your Mexican-Achaeology prof. that i said for him to get off his beaner ass and write you a recommendation!

[anthershrtruind]

actually, that guy's as white as I am. i'd have to tell him to get off his cracker ass i guess.