*Crystalline* Gushing Rainbows and Sunshine
As you can see, I am whole and well and not leaking fluid from random orifices. Either my immune system is exceptionally resilient or...the mono was picked up post-Nebraska.
But never mind that. With the picture below, I both commence my latest photography series (theme: eyeballs) and attempt an almighty virus exorcism using a nearby man-statue.
Hopefully, you shall soon feel the e-ffects of my pow-er.
Woo-ooo...
Anyway, second semester began last week and I've already settled into the educational groove. Mostly. *laugh* The "real" homework has yet to flow.
I was hired at the Library and start the 26th--thus, am overcome with joy--but I feel a bit odd having so much of my time consumed. Metaphorically speaking, my time is like a giant cookie subject to a thousand miniature blue chomping cookie monsters. Um, the thousand cookie monsters representing the said school (including homework), job, chores...blah blah gnargh.
Crystalline Sensei Review
("sensei," for I enjoy consciously lodging in my mind a fascinating and inspiring perspective regarding education)
_Sociology Sensei_So far stimulating. Is a middle-aged, slightly short woman who I suspect dyes her hair that precise shade of Midnight Shadow and has an amusing tendency to wear only maroon velvet, tweed, and off-white, ruffly blouses. As anyone with a doctorate in anything should be: she is enthused, upbeat, and able to articulate the ideas clearly.
_Ethnic Literature Sensei_Ok. A petite woman with short, poofy, ashy hair and I'm guessing in her early to mid-sixties. *smile* She's pretty good at sustaining a discussion when only three students (in about thirty) participate. Too soon to review otherwise since we haven't done much work.
_World Civilizations II Sensei_Late forties, layered blonde hair, friendly, Canadian buff. Her class has been alright to date, with projector outlines, interaction with the class, a film...I'm hoping it gets even better. More media and interesting lecture. Me love history. *heart*
_Native American Studies Sensei_ Guh. Nice man, enthused about the subject--as am I--but he isn't able to really channel that fervor through his lectures. Droning, hesitant, choppy statements horrifically punctuated by an every-other-freaking-sentence "Does that make sense?" Rowrghh! Subtract another two points for not posting notes when promised. The hour and fifteen minutes would be better spent sprawled in a cooshy chair, reading the textbook (infinitely more appealing), reviewing printed lecture notes, and sipping the Doke.
_Poetry Sensei_ Just one class so far because we meet only on Wednesdays from one to three. He seems laidback, open, and determined to have a firm grip on the subject. Regards grading as "a necessary evil," understands that poetry is in many ways subjective, but points out that even the basic craft elements have "rules" and degrees of excellence. Sadly, it is going to be a very oral class. I was hoping he meant "oral" like drinking-Doke-eating-tortilla-chips-while-reading-magnificent-poetry kind of oral, but...alas. Um, for the visual: 40-ish, trimmed but curiously thick dark gray beard, built like a retired lumberjack--and him wearing flannel on the first day just reinforced this. We'll see how this "necessary evil" thing goes.
Corny, but irresistible:
Sexy Orlando
What Orlando Bloom are You?
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Wahaha! Thank you, Quizilla. If I can't be with sexy Orlando Bloom, then at least I can be him. Where's my agent? Sign me up for some softcore pornography! *wink*
But never mind that. With the picture below, I both commence my latest photography series (theme: eyeballs) and attempt an almighty virus exorcism using a nearby man-statue.
Hopefully, you shall soon feel the e-ffects of my pow-er.
Woo-ooo...
Anyway, second semester began last week and I've already settled into the educational groove. Mostly. *laugh* The "real" homework has yet to flow.
I was hired at the Library and start the 26th--thus, am overcome with joy--but I feel a bit odd having so much of my time consumed. Metaphorically speaking, my time is like a giant cookie subject to a thousand miniature blue chomping cookie monsters. Um, the thousand cookie monsters representing the said school (including homework), job, chores...blah blah gnargh.
Crystalline Sensei Review
("sensei," for I enjoy consciously lodging in my mind a fascinating and inspiring perspective regarding education)
_Sociology Sensei_So far stimulating. Is a middle-aged, slightly short woman who I suspect dyes her hair that precise shade of Midnight Shadow and has an amusing tendency to wear only maroon velvet, tweed, and off-white, ruffly blouses. As anyone with a doctorate in anything should be: she is enthused, upbeat, and able to articulate the ideas clearly.
_Ethnic Literature Sensei_Ok. A petite woman with short, poofy, ashy hair and I'm guessing in her early to mid-sixties. *smile* She's pretty good at sustaining a discussion when only three students (in about thirty) participate. Too soon to review otherwise since we haven't done much work.
_World Civilizations II Sensei_Late forties, layered blonde hair, friendly, Canadian buff. Her class has been alright to date, with projector outlines, interaction with the class, a film...I'm hoping it gets even better. More media and interesting lecture. Me love history. *heart*
_Native American Studies Sensei_ Guh. Nice man, enthused about the subject--as am I--but he isn't able to really channel that fervor through his lectures. Droning, hesitant, choppy statements horrifically punctuated by an every-other-freaking-sentence "Does that make sense?" Rowrghh! Subtract another two points for not posting notes when promised. The hour and fifteen minutes would be better spent sprawled in a cooshy chair, reading the textbook (infinitely more appealing), reviewing printed lecture notes, and sipping the Doke.
_Poetry Sensei_ Just one class so far because we meet only on Wednesdays from one to three. He seems laidback, open, and determined to have a firm grip on the subject. Regards grading as "a necessary evil," understands that poetry is in many ways subjective, but points out that even the basic craft elements have "rules" and degrees of excellence. Sadly, it is going to be a very oral class. I was hoping he meant "oral" like drinking-Doke-eating-tortilla-chips-while-reading-magnificent-poetry kind of oral, but...alas. Um, for the visual: 40-ish, trimmed but curiously thick dark gray beard, built like a retired lumberjack--and him wearing flannel on the first day just reinforced this. We'll see how this "necessary evil" thing goes.
Corny, but irresistible:
Sexy Orlando
What Orlando Bloom are You?
brought to you by Quizilla
Wahaha! Thank you, Quizilla. If I can't be with sexy Orlando Bloom, then at least I can be him. Where's my agent? Sign me up for some softcore pornography! *wink*