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Hmm. Tuesday.
Dec. 7th, 2004 11:21 pmNot quite Humpday, but close. Exceedingly close.
The Charlie Brown Christmas Special was on. It's too early for this sort of stuff. I want to see it near Christmas, you stupid punks. I have half a right to go and complain, but I'd be shouted down by the PTC, probably, because it's wholesome programming of some sort. Nevermind that it's become a sort of sick parody of what it intended to drag across - it's anti-commercialism, so what happens to it? It gets trotted out, with advertisements, a thousand times during the season. It becomes commercial instead of fighting it. It's the wrong kind of irony to be promoting.
What would J.C. do about it... well, here's a guess. Well, to his motivations, at least. If nothing else. I don't think, somehow, that he'd be in favor of suicide clubs, but somedays that's what the militant wings of religion look like.
Yesterday was a little on the bleak side, I know. It might count as an occasional bout of depression (which supposedly runs in the family), but it may be a side effect of the mind, quieted and unfettered by the apparent need to be doing something else. Perhaps those faced with free time fear it these days, rather than enjoy it. That's scary in and of itself. In my case, though, free time lets me read and think. Possibly both at the same time. Outwardly, anyway, things appear to be doing well. Classes and life aren't having major hiccups at the moment, and while I'll have debts to pay when I'm finished, hopefully, they won't be massive. Beyond that, there's an uncertainty that the degree will actually translate into a job of some sort, but with the way information and data are expanding, I would think there is a need for people with the kind of training I'm going for. But you never know until you get there.
It rained today, I might note. Not just a drizzle, but a downpour. And through a lot of it, I was thinking, "If the seasons were on track here, this would be an awesome snowstorm. I might be annoyed with it for different reasons, but it would be much prettier to watch." It rained for a good part of the day while I was in classes, too, so that was a pretty frequent thought. More useful for cultivating the right sort of Winter Festival spirit - you know, "Love and Peace" instead of "Hate and War". Of course, the tick is then extending all that beyond the Festival's span. That part we haven't figured out yet.
It's getting towards exam time. Hopefully, everything will turn out okay, and my brain won't melt trying to remember all the things it has seen for my Art History exam. So far, so good, though. Half the grade is in the books and it's good. The other half's the one I'm a little worried about, and that's in the final. Could use a good final there and for Greek Sport - the only finals I have, incidentally.
Next semester's shaping up to do well. I'll probably get more work hours (good thing - can use the money) since my schedule meshes nicely with other people's. It'll be nice having two days of class (depending on the Thesis slot, likely a Tuesday, it'll be three, technically, but the Thesis class will be the only one on Tuesday, so it does and doesn't count), so that I can goof off... err, get work done, properly.
( This is a space-filling FF meme )
And that's a wrap. Two big entries in a row. I hope I'm not boring you guys with the stuff I'm writing.
The Charlie Brown Christmas Special was on. It's too early for this sort of stuff. I want to see it near Christmas, you stupid punks. I have half a right to go and complain, but I'd be shouted down by the PTC, probably, because it's wholesome programming of some sort. Nevermind that it's become a sort of sick parody of what it intended to drag across - it's anti-commercialism, so what happens to it? It gets trotted out, with advertisements, a thousand times during the season. It becomes commercial instead of fighting it. It's the wrong kind of irony to be promoting.
What would J.C. do about it... well, here's a guess. Well, to his motivations, at least. If nothing else. I don't think, somehow, that he'd be in favor of suicide clubs, but somedays that's what the militant wings of religion look like.
Yesterday was a little on the bleak side, I know. It might count as an occasional bout of depression (which supposedly runs in the family), but it may be a side effect of the mind, quieted and unfettered by the apparent need to be doing something else. Perhaps those faced with free time fear it these days, rather than enjoy it. That's scary in and of itself. In my case, though, free time lets me read and think. Possibly both at the same time. Outwardly, anyway, things appear to be doing well. Classes and life aren't having major hiccups at the moment, and while I'll have debts to pay when I'm finished, hopefully, they won't be massive. Beyond that, there's an uncertainty that the degree will actually translate into a job of some sort, but with the way information and data are expanding, I would think there is a need for people with the kind of training I'm going for. But you never know until you get there.
It rained today, I might note. Not just a drizzle, but a downpour. And through a lot of it, I was thinking, "If the seasons were on track here, this would be an awesome snowstorm. I might be annoyed with it for different reasons, but it would be much prettier to watch." It rained for a good part of the day while I was in classes, too, so that was a pretty frequent thought. More useful for cultivating the right sort of Winter Festival spirit - you know, "Love and Peace" instead of "Hate and War". Of course, the tick is then extending all that beyond the Festival's span. That part we haven't figured out yet.
It's getting towards exam time. Hopefully, everything will turn out okay, and my brain won't melt trying to remember all the things it has seen for my Art History exam. So far, so good, though. Half the grade is in the books and it's good. The other half's the one I'm a little worried about, and that's in the final. Could use a good final there and for Greek Sport - the only finals I have, incidentally.
Next semester's shaping up to do well. I'll probably get more work hours (good thing - can use the money) since my schedule meshes nicely with other people's. It'll be nice having two days of class (depending on the Thesis slot, likely a Tuesday, it'll be three, technically, but the Thesis class will be the only one on Tuesday, so it does and doesn't count), so that I can goof off... err, get work done, properly.
( This is a space-filling FF meme )
And that's a wrap. Two big entries in a row. I hope I'm not boring you guys with the stuff I'm writing.
