Holding office hours and officially bored...
So last night I managed to grade 27 exams in around three and a half hours. That's a little slow. However, Dr. Hart told us today that we can just give back the exams after spring break, which is nice for us though it sucks for the students. So, I don't think I'm going to grade tonight.
Last night after the grading I went out with some friends (it should be assumed that when I say "friends," I'm talking about fellow grad.students and TAs. Otherwise I'll specify.) to the Tap Room and I proceeded to work on my Tap Room Card (this card listing all of the beers there. Once you've filled out the card you get a t-shirt which is apparently worth upwards of $200 to idiots like me.) We had the most incredibly beautiful waitress ever. Seriously, I can't remember if I've ever in my life seen a more beautiful person. And not just beautiful, but unbelievably sexy. It was crazy. Anyway, highlights of the evening include me drunkenly leaving the hot waitress my number and me throwing up all over my bedroom and bathroom floors and also all over my dog. Yeah...no more fish and chips with vinegar while also drinking copious amounts of highly alcoholic beer. Last night's was a delightful import from Canada. Something something Du Monde.
Today I'm kind of groggy from a hangover. I don't have a real hangover (no throwing up, no headache), just a general groggy diziness and upset stomach. I'm going to go attempt to worsen my condition now by eating Mexican food from a little hole-in-the-wall joint coincidentally across the street from the Tap Room.
Oooh, so I'm also kind of on this jazz kick. In particular I'm listening to a lot of female vocalists like Bessie Smith and Billie Holiday and newer female vocalists like Bobbie Eakes, all facilitated by the wonder that is Pandora.com.
Anyway, I think the lunch caravan is moving out, so I'm going to do so as well.
Peace,
~Keroo
Last night after the grading I went out with some friends (it should be assumed that when I say "friends," I'm talking about fellow grad.students and TAs. Otherwise I'll specify.) to the Tap Room and I proceeded to work on my Tap Room Card (this card listing all of the beers there. Once you've filled out the card you get a t-shirt which is apparently worth upwards of $200 to idiots like me.) We had the most incredibly beautiful waitress ever. Seriously, I can't remember if I've ever in my life seen a more beautiful person. And not just beautiful, but unbelievably sexy. It was crazy. Anyway, highlights of the evening include me drunkenly leaving the hot waitress my number and me throwing up all over my bedroom and bathroom floors and also all over my dog. Yeah...no more fish and chips with vinegar while also drinking copious amounts of highly alcoholic beer. Last night's was a delightful import from Canada. Something something Du Monde.
Today I'm kind of groggy from a hangover. I don't have a real hangover (no throwing up, no headache), just a general groggy diziness and upset stomach. I'm going to go attempt to worsen my condition now by eating Mexican food from a little hole-in-the-wall joint coincidentally across the street from the Tap Room.
Oooh, so I'm also kind of on this jazz kick. In particular I'm listening to a lot of female vocalists like Bessie Smith and Billie Holiday and newer female vocalists like Bobbie Eakes, all facilitated by the wonder that is Pandora.com.
Anyway, I think the lunch caravan is moving out, so I'm going to do so as well.
Peace,
~Keroo