Post from work
Well it's been a while, folks, but this time it's not my fault. My computer was virusy for like, a week and a half, cause Samantha gave me THE IM VIRUS that's been going around campus, and then I used Symantec to get rid of it, except I forgot that Symantec sucks, so it left all sorts of back doorson my computer and the virus came back and the university shut me off the network.
And then it was Rosh Hashanah, and I went home.
Came back real late Thursday night, and then Thursday was busy, and Friday was Friday, and then the weekend happened, so it took me until Monday to call the ITS people and be like "What do I need to do to make you believe that I have no more virus?" which is what I did, and then they were "Reinstall Windows and then bring it to us!" And so I was like "'die you stupid bastards!" and then I went back and due to various complications it took me a few days to get my computer up and running, and by that time my paper was due like, the next day so I had to freak out and do that, and so I couldn't update until now.
Speaking of paper, I ended up finding a topic and starting it (a really cool topic, in fact -- my Professor even said so) only to find that there was just about NO information I could base my research on, which kind of sucked, so I emailed the +W teacher and was like "ahh I don't know what I'm doing!" and then I spoke to Prof. Watson and he gave me a couple names, and after spending a while in the Library (jeezus kryst is it huge!) I found a couple of books, one of which has been insanely useful, entitled "The Illusion of Full Inclusion," and so now I'm slightly less freaked out, and even have about a page of non-total crap written.
In other news, Laura and I are getting married. I was totally ready to do it right then, but she reminded me that it would be hard to find a priest/rabbi/druid/representative of the state (either Vermont or Massachussets) who would be willing to perform a marriage over the phone, so I suppose we'll have to wait.
See, I was walking back home at around 1:30 or so this afternoon kinda bummed, and then Laura called just to say "I was thinking of you," and I was reminded of how there really are some things that I miss about home. I've been so caught up in the excitement of new people, new enviroment stuff, I was starting to forget that Laura and I kept eachother sane and healthy for four years of our lives. And yeah, maybe it's just cause I need people too much, and can't deal with myself on my own, but damnit, there are a lot of people who kept me sane for a long time, and I miss 'em.
Thirdly, (and I think this'll be it) I once posted the lyrics to the song Your Laker's Back in Town in this journal. It's not one of Stan's best songs, and certainly not one of his most famous, but I find it runs through my mind whenever I'm in a certain mood. It's not so much about jelousy -- he doesn't really hate the girl's boyfriend -- it's more lonliness. When the boyfriend is gone, she comes to him. All of a sudden, he's the important one. But at the same time, he knows that there's someone else on her mind, and he can't forget it. He'd do anything he could to change that, because he knows she's conflicted. Even if she says she loves him (and maybe she does) he knows there's that other guy coloring her emotions, affecting everything she does.
There'll always be something there.
Every forty days
He leaves you lying sleeping,
And clears for Thunder Bay.
You call me on the job,
And cry about how long he'll be away.
You need a country band,
A cheap hotel and me to run around,
But for now it's over,
Your laker's back in town.
On afterthought, I'm not sure that has much to do with anything. Ignore it.
And then it was Rosh Hashanah, and I went home.
Came back real late Thursday night, and then Thursday was busy, and Friday was Friday, and then the weekend happened, so it took me until Monday to call the ITS people and be like "What do I need to do to make you believe that I have no more virus?" which is what I did, and then they were "Reinstall Windows and then bring it to us!" And so I was like "'die you stupid bastards!" and then I went back and due to various complications it took me a few days to get my computer up and running, and by that time my paper was due like, the next day so I had to freak out and do that, and so I couldn't update until now.
Speaking of paper, I ended up finding a topic and starting it (a really cool topic, in fact -- my Professor even said so) only to find that there was just about NO information I could base my research on, which kind of sucked, so I emailed the +W teacher and was like "ahh I don't know what I'm doing!" and then I spoke to Prof. Watson and he gave me a couple names, and after spending a while in the Library (jeezus kryst is it huge!) I found a couple of books, one of which has been insanely useful, entitled "The Illusion of Full Inclusion," and so now I'm slightly less freaked out, and even have about a page of non-total crap written.
In other news, Laura and I are getting married. I was totally ready to do it right then, but she reminded me that it would be hard to find a priest/rabbi/druid/representative of the state (either Vermont or Massachussets) who would be willing to perform a marriage over the phone, so I suppose we'll have to wait.
See, I was walking back home at around 1:30 or so this afternoon kinda bummed, and then Laura called just to say "I was thinking of you," and I was reminded of how there really are some things that I miss about home. I've been so caught up in the excitement of new people, new enviroment stuff, I was starting to forget that Laura and I kept eachother sane and healthy for four years of our lives. And yeah, maybe it's just cause I need people too much, and can't deal with myself on my own, but damnit, there are a lot of people who kept me sane for a long time, and I miss 'em.
Thirdly, (and I think this'll be it) I once posted the lyrics to the song Your Laker's Back in Town in this journal. It's not one of Stan's best songs, and certainly not one of his most famous, but I find it runs through my mind whenever I'm in a certain mood. It's not so much about jelousy -- he doesn't really hate the girl's boyfriend -- it's more lonliness. When the boyfriend is gone, she comes to him. All of a sudden, he's the important one. But at the same time, he knows that there's someone else on her mind, and he can't forget it. He'd do anything he could to change that, because he knows she's conflicted. Even if she says she loves him (and maybe she does) he knows there's that other guy coloring her emotions, affecting everything she does.
There'll always be something there.
Every forty days
He leaves you lying sleeping,
And clears for Thunder Bay.
You call me on the job,
And cry about how long he'll be away.
You need a country band,
A cheap hotel and me to run around,
But for now it's over,
Your laker's back in town.
On afterthought, I'm not sure that has much to do with anything. Ignore it.