Jeff thinks he's funny.
So our graded revised stories were available to be picked up in the English dept yesterday afternoon. Jeff was up at school and we were chatting on IM and I asked if he'd go get 'em (same building & floor as his office) and let me know how I did. Here's the convo when he got back to his office with them. [Note: "ig" is a sound of disgust, made with wrinkled nose and curled lip.]
Him: Got em.
Me: thx. do they have scores on em?
Him: You got a 88 and an 85.
Me: ig
Me: what'd you get?
Him: 93 and...
Him: 98
Me: hot damn!!!!
Him: Just kidding, you got a 98 and a 95 :-)
Me: OH
Me: HAHAHA YOU FUCKER
Him: Sorry
Him: 98 for Palace of Wisdom
Him: 95 for Magic Cane
Me: what'd you get?
Him: I got 98 for Gratitude
Me: kewl!!!
Him: 93 for Simple
Me: thx for not making my fake scores lower, I would've been crying instantly
Me: god, you're such a dick ;-)
Him: Sorry :-)
Him: You've been so manic about it, it was hard to resist.
Me: :*
Me: asshole
Me: :D
Me: at least you didn't let me think that for hours
Him: No, I would never do that.
Me: because I was already calculating whether I'd even get an A-
Him: I was going to say I was joking in the next line but then you asked me how well I did.
Haha. The jerk. Anyway, grades aren't available yet, but I should get an A in the class. I also took my philosophy final today and got 95%, so I'll get an A there, too. Seven more units of 4.0... my overall GPA is climbing toward 1.3! Heh.
Now comes Miller time.
But I'll be reading some of my Nature Literature (the class I'm taking in the spring; class starts April 2nd) stuff this week, no doubt. I got the text, a hugeass Norton Anthology, today (ordered used from Powell's Books, the glorious entire city block of a bookstore in Portland). It's got authors I love, like Diane Ackerman (who, IMO, writes the most luscious prose ever) and David Quammen; the good standards like Thoreau, Emerson, Darwin, Mowat, Lopez; and people I didn't know did any nature writing like T.H. White, Virginia Woolf, D.H. Lawrence, Nabakov, Ursula K. LeGuin, Alice Walker, and Kingsolver. The class is listed as a lit class (they separate lit and writing classes) but when taught by Ken (the prof for the writing class I just finished), there's also a lot of writing, which sealed the deal for me. Taking a writing class makes me write, and getting out of the damn house (and it'll be 3 days a week, yow!) is good for me. I know I've been feeling better overall moodwise (even with all the grief and stress about John) than I had been before.
Him: Got em.
Me: thx. do they have scores on em?
Him: You got a 88 and an 85.
Me: ig
Me: what'd you get?
Him: 93 and...
Him: 98
Me: hot damn!!!!
Him: Just kidding, you got a 98 and a 95 :-)
Me: OH
Me: HAHAHA YOU FUCKER
Him: Sorry
Him: 98 for Palace of Wisdom
Him: 95 for Magic Cane
Me: what'd you get?
Him: I got 98 for Gratitude
Me: kewl!!!
Him: 93 for Simple
Me: thx for not making my fake scores lower, I would've been crying instantly
Me: god, you're such a dick ;-)
Him: Sorry :-)
Him: You've been so manic about it, it was hard to resist.
Me: :*
Me: asshole
Me: :D
Me: at least you didn't let me think that for hours
Him: No, I would never do that.
Me: because I was already calculating whether I'd even get an A-
Him: I was going to say I was joking in the next line but then you asked me how well I did.
Haha. The jerk. Anyway, grades aren't available yet, but I should get an A in the class. I also took my philosophy final today and got 95%, so I'll get an A there, too. Seven more units of 4.0... my overall GPA is climbing toward 1.3! Heh.
Now comes Miller time.
But I'll be reading some of my Nature Literature (the class I'm taking in the spring; class starts April 2nd) stuff this week, no doubt. I got the text, a hugeass Norton Anthology, today (ordered used from Powell's Books, the glorious entire city block of a bookstore in Portland). It's got authors I love, like Diane Ackerman (who, IMO, writes the most luscious prose ever) and David Quammen; the good standards like Thoreau, Emerson, Darwin, Mowat, Lopez; and people I didn't know did any nature writing like T.H. White, Virginia Woolf, D.H. Lawrence, Nabakov, Ursula K. LeGuin, Alice Walker, and Kingsolver. The class is listed as a lit class (they separate lit and writing classes) but when taught by Ken (the prof for the writing class I just finished), there's also a lot of writing, which sealed the deal for me. Taking a writing class makes me write, and getting out of the damn house (and it'll be 3 days a week, yow!) is good for me. I know I've been feeling better overall moodwise (even with all the grief and stress about John) than I had been before.