Groups of Up to Four
Note: I finished writing this entry at the time it says I started writing it because the internet went wonky. (started it around 10:40ish)
Well, thing are off to an estupendo start. I got up on time and feelin' fine this morning considering I got less than four hours of sleep. But then, school is on, so when won't that be the case?
Read Entertainment Weekly on the way here. Pretty sure I was sitting next to Keri Gauer from grade/high school but she didn't turn from the window or acknowledge me.
At the table I continued with EW and I think I might have fallen in love with Roseanne Cash.
Adam arrived and Peter soon after for the first in-school meeting of table folks.
But then we realized that we needed to get to class.
[hold on, Adam and Ben are returning from their Taco Bell run and appear to have gathered Cassi and Casey in tow. lol]
On the way we ran into Karen (Node/hand gesture Karen, not Table/Outback Karen, some girl Adam knows, and then topped it off with a Bob for Peter and I. He was also en route to Curtin Hall. So it was all very TV with the pacing, quipping, meeting, and group formation walking. tee hee.
A nice way to start considering that soon the every day to day blahs and homework will soon settle in.
Adolescent Literature is going to rock.
Reg leaned over and drew a tongue sticking out face on Peter's syllabus. Then I leaned from behind and drew a Star of David. Reg adds curly Jew bangs to the face.
Then we had a laugh attack. Me worst of all obviously. cuz once I pop I just can't stop.
Went around the room introducing ourselves, our majors, our cats, tats, and piercings (if applicable). Most it was just the same old same old, a corner of education majors, some out spoken gay people who were in the teacher Laurie's class last semester with Adam, some women who were middle aged, sophisticated, and accomplished, and finally us. Peter, Adam, Reg, and I. We had our intros. Reg made Peter bring up the full name of his guinea pig Mopsy. I won't tell that here though cuz you likely already know, and we need to give the boy something to write about later in LJ.
By the by, I'm so in Peter's Introduction to Building Technologies class on a whim right now. Others are on laptops so I'm "discrete."
When Laurie was talking about the final project and how it can be basically anything. She said it can be in groups of up to four...then we all exchanged looks and started laughing.
Oh, this class will rock.
One last bit, one of two older women in the class (one being the old classy black lady who has had published aritcles) (so we're talking two now) says that she is a semester away from graduating and being a social worker because she loves working with naughty teens and focusing their energy into good things. Laurie added "I like naughty teens too." ... We'll let that one speak for itself.
Walking through the Terrace we saw Ben sitting with some other Wisco girl and all huddled around him to tractor beam him into us.
"So you have leather clad vampires doing you hair now?" (oh, being back on track).
We sat at two tables already smushed together and pulled up. It felt very official. Being at the head of the table I took a picture.
Adam and Ben decided to fund a Taco Bell run and Ben tried to remember what my drink was. "Cheesy... gordita crunch?"
Adrian: *look*
Adam: "Grilled stuft!"
Ben, walking away: "Oh."
Adrian, raising voice to Peter: "How could he not know that? [shouting across Terrace so Adam and Ben can hear] We were in love once!!"
....:p
I pulled out a goody from my magical red bag.
Peter, unwrapping very delayed xmas present: "i see you used special tape here."
Adrian: "It's clear because it's made with love."
Reg: "..."
Adrian: "and science... and atheism."
Reg: "Stop reading my mind!"
After all the usual banter (stabbing Jeremy in the face) (Dick? Van? Or Dyke? sexual metaphors) (etc) everyone got going to their 11 o'clock classes. Minus Adam who didn't want to come to Architecture for no reason with Peter and I.
More as it develops, if it develops.
Well, thing are off to an estupendo start. I got up on time and feelin' fine this morning considering I got less than four hours of sleep. But then, school is on, so when won't that be the case?
Read Entertainment Weekly on the way here. Pretty sure I was sitting next to Keri Gauer from grade/high school but she didn't turn from the window or acknowledge me.
At the table I continued with EW and I think I might have fallen in love with Roseanne Cash.
Adam arrived and Peter soon after for the first in-school meeting of table folks.
But then we realized that we needed to get to class.
[hold on, Adam and Ben are returning from their Taco Bell run and appear to have gathered Cassi and Casey in tow. lol]
On the way we ran into Karen (Node/hand gesture Karen, not Table/Outback Karen, some girl Adam knows, and then topped it off with a Bob for Peter and I. He was also en route to Curtin Hall. So it was all very TV with the pacing, quipping, meeting, and group formation walking. tee hee.
A nice way to start considering that soon the every day to day blahs and homework will soon settle in.
Adolescent Literature is going to rock.
Reg leaned over and drew a tongue sticking out face on Peter's syllabus. Then I leaned from behind and drew a Star of David. Reg adds curly Jew bangs to the face.
Then we had a laugh attack. Me worst of all obviously. cuz once I pop I just can't stop.
Went around the room introducing ourselves, our majors, our cats, tats, and piercings (if applicable). Most it was just the same old same old, a corner of education majors, some out spoken gay people who were in the teacher Laurie's class last semester with Adam, some women who were middle aged, sophisticated, and accomplished, and finally us. Peter, Adam, Reg, and I. We had our intros. Reg made Peter bring up the full name of his guinea pig Mopsy. I won't tell that here though cuz you likely already know, and we need to give the boy something to write about later in LJ.
By the by, I'm so in Peter's Introduction to Building Technologies class on a whim right now. Others are on laptops so I'm "discrete."
When Laurie was talking about the final project and how it can be basically anything. She said it can be in groups of up to four...then we all exchanged looks and started laughing.
Oh, this class will rock.
One last bit, one of two older women in the class (one being the old classy black lady who has had published aritcles) (so we're talking two now) says that she is a semester away from graduating and being a social worker because she loves working with naughty teens and focusing their energy into good things. Laurie added "I like naughty teens too." ... We'll let that one speak for itself.
Walking through the Terrace we saw Ben sitting with some other Wisco girl and all huddled around him to tractor beam him into us.
"So you have leather clad vampires doing you hair now?" (oh, being back on track).
We sat at two tables already smushed together and pulled up. It felt very official. Being at the head of the table I took a picture.
Adam and Ben decided to fund a Taco Bell run and Ben tried to remember what my drink was. "Cheesy... gordita crunch?"
Adrian: *look*
Adam: "Grilled stuft!"
Ben, walking away: "Oh."
Adrian, raising voice to Peter: "How could he not know that? [shouting across Terrace so Adam and Ben can hear] We were in love once!!"
....:p
I pulled out a goody from my magical red bag.
Peter, unwrapping very delayed xmas present: "i see you used special tape here."
Adrian: "It's clear because it's made with love."
Reg: "..."
Adrian: "and science... and atheism."
Reg: "Stop reading my mind!"
After all the usual banter (stabbing Jeremy in the face) (Dick? Van? Or Dyke? sexual metaphors) (etc) everyone got going to their 11 o'clock classes. Minus Adam who didn't want to come to Architecture for no reason with Peter and I.
More as it develops, if it develops.