I called her on the phone and she touched herself; I laughed myself to sleep.
At the beginning of this song, a phone rings twice and it sounds exactly like my house phone. So, if I fall asleep and this song comes on my iPod, it jars me awake and then I laugh hysterically at the lyrics.
One of my friends back in Albany was peeved because she sent an email to my old work account on Monday, which I didn’t see because I’m hardly ever online except for work purposes, and I coincidently sent her and some other friends an email on Tuesday from my new work account asking why they never write me. I don’t really get why she was annoyed considering that this was the first time in something like four or five months that she’s bothered to write me; this despite the fact that I regularly email her even though I get no response. In her email, she mentioned something about the graduate students being upset and the graduate director finally taking notice and being “appalled” by what was going on. Well, that just set me off considering what happened to me last winter. I wrote an email to him, but I sent it to her and my other friends first to get their opinions. One of them, who hasn’t contacted me since the beginning of the summer, wrote back almost immediately to tell me that it was “too personal and angry” and that he would never send it.
I got so pissed off at him after reading that. Angry is the point. Personal is the point. I don’t go to school there anymore (thank fuck). I don’t have to be meek and polite. I don’t have to play their political games. Someone needs to shoot straight from the hip here and it sure as hell isn’t going to be someone with a vested interest in keeping their mouth shut. Nothing is going to change until someone takes a stand.
While I was on that roll, I kind of went off on him for not keeping in touch with me. I mean, really, how hard is it to reply to an email? Even if it’s just to say that you’re busy and you’ll get back to it later? I’ve sent him countless numbers of snail-mail cards and I’ve even called him. He hasn’t tried to contact me at all. What kind of friend does that? Sometimes, I think my friends from Albany are turning into selfish, self-absorbed jerks, just like the professors they dream of becoming. It’s very sad.
In better news, I went out to lunch today with a bunch of people from my team and the team we work with closely. It was a lot of fun. After work, I met my mom for dinner where I had Korean food for the first time. It was really good. Next week will be very short. I took off Wednesday and then Thursday and Friday are company holidays. Have I mentioned that I love this job?
One of my friends back in Albany was peeved because she sent an email to my old work account on Monday, which I didn’t see because I’m hardly ever online except for work purposes, and I coincidently sent her and some other friends an email on Tuesday from my new work account asking why they never write me. I don’t really get why she was annoyed considering that this was the first time in something like four or five months that she’s bothered to write me; this despite the fact that I regularly email her even though I get no response. In her email, she mentioned something about the graduate students being upset and the graduate director finally taking notice and being “appalled” by what was going on. Well, that just set me off considering what happened to me last winter. I wrote an email to him, but I sent it to her and my other friends first to get their opinions. One of them, who hasn’t contacted me since the beginning of the summer, wrote back almost immediately to tell me that it was “too personal and angry” and that he would never send it.
I got so pissed off at him after reading that. Angry is the point. Personal is the point. I don’t go to school there anymore (thank fuck). I don’t have to be meek and polite. I don’t have to play their political games. Someone needs to shoot straight from the hip here and it sure as hell isn’t going to be someone with a vested interest in keeping their mouth shut. Nothing is going to change until someone takes a stand.
While I was on that roll, I kind of went off on him for not keeping in touch with me. I mean, really, how hard is it to reply to an email? Even if it’s just to say that you’re busy and you’ll get back to it later? I’ve sent him countless numbers of snail-mail cards and I’ve even called him. He hasn’t tried to contact me at all. What kind of friend does that? Sometimes, I think my friends from Albany are turning into selfish, self-absorbed jerks, just like the professors they dream of becoming. It’s very sad.
In better news, I went out to lunch today with a bunch of people from my team and the team we work with closely. It was a lot of fun. After work, I met my mom for dinner where I had Korean food for the first time. It was really good. Next week will be very short. I took off Wednesday and then Thursday and Friday are company holidays. Have I mentioned that I love this job?