...and countdown
finished the pedagogy class. the instructor is now trying to recruit me to study second language acquisition. um... no. i like reading the studies and learning about how people's brains process language. but no way in hell am i taking 4 classes that require me to conduct statistcal research (ie, making people take surveys and stuff) and do that research in a group. i'll just read about other people's studies, thank you very much. i'm waaaay too anti-people to do much group work.
syllabus plan for 20th century is just about locked up. just have to write the 'course goals' paragraph and then give myself a little outline of what i want to say during my whole 10 minutes of presentation time. we're having the marathon presentation evening from hell. presentations from 3:30 until god knows when. i'm seriously going to die.
conversation from this morning:
jesse: regina, do you want some coffee?
me: yes, oh look, there's cream in the fridge. i need cream this morning.
jesse: mmmmm.... this coffee is strong!
me: yeah, i was noticing it tasted a little funny, even with the cream. what did you do to it?
jesse: i put in the same amount of grounds i put in for 4 cups of coffee but only put in 3 cups of water! *beams with pride*
me: well, it tastes like dirt!
and now i have a headache.
and that, ladies and gentlemen, is my life in a nutshell. went to bed at 2:45, got up at 7:30. can't find my glasses. and my coffee (elixer of life!) tastes like dirt.
it is snowing like crazy. i hate snow, because i can't go anywhere in it, because i can't drive in it.
poo.
oh well. guess my students aren't going to get so many goodies at our party tomorrow. because i can't go to the store.
syllabus plan for 20th century is just about locked up. just have to write the 'course goals' paragraph and then give myself a little outline of what i want to say during my whole 10 minutes of presentation time. we're having the marathon presentation evening from hell. presentations from 3:30 until god knows when. i'm seriously going to die.
conversation from this morning:
jesse: regina, do you want some coffee?
me: yes, oh look, there's cream in the fridge. i need cream this morning.
jesse: mmmmm.... this coffee is strong!
me: yeah, i was noticing it tasted a little funny, even with the cream. what did you do to it?
jesse: i put in the same amount of grounds i put in for 4 cups of coffee but only put in 3 cups of water! *beams with pride*
me: well, it tastes like dirt!
and now i have a headache.
and that, ladies and gentlemen, is my life in a nutshell. went to bed at 2:45, got up at 7:30. can't find my glasses. and my coffee (elixer of life!) tastes like dirt.
it is snowing like crazy. i hate snow, because i can't go anywhere in it, because i can't drive in it.
poo.
oh well. guess my students aren't going to get so many goodies at our party tomorrow. because i can't go to the store.