Tuesday, November 09, 2004
Real post! GASP!
A meme:
I want you to ask me something you think you should know about me. Something that should be obvious, but you have no idea about.
Then post this in your journal and find out what people don't know about you.
Now, for a real update.
I haven't been blogging much, as many of you may have noticed. The short answer is that I've been working a lot, and school is, for some reason, taking up more of my time this semester than it has ever done. I spent most of this past weekend working on an essay -- unusual, considering I usually knock out my essays the nightbefore in a span of several hours. I have a bit of a respite this week, though, which is a relief; there are a few fannish things I need to deal with, and it looks like I'll actually be able to without jeopardising any grades. Hooray!
Work has been largely peaceful. My shifts with Spazzy McGee (formerly known as the AMOD, but our manager gave her this more fitting nickname) have been brief and relatively uneventful. Of course, I still get to hear all the horror stories, but I don't have to deal with it first hand too often.
That said, I've been given free reign to dig up some dirt on Spazzy -- time her lunches, monitor and make record of her behind-the-bar cell phone usage -- anything that will get the woman fired or at least demoted. Is this wrong of me? Maybe. But she's still putting a strain on our store, and she's quite a hindrance to the way we do business. We've discussed the issue with our district manager, who just kind of shrugs and says, "You guys deal with it." Well, if our DM won't get her transferred, then we will deal with it. It won't be pretty, though.
Last night was the holiday set-up for the store, tacky as usual. It seems like the holidays come earlier and earlier every year. I'm sorry, but I'm just not ready for Christmas. Plus, the Christmas promotional themes have managed to irk me once again (I love how Starbucks marketing and advertising always rubs me the wrong way). The slogan this year is "It's time for [insert twee Christmas cliche here]" (the favoured twee cliche is "wonderful wonders" -- both lame and redundant!). And the blasted red holiday cups are inscribed with awful poetry. The venti cup reads:
It's time for making merry.
Let's get a tree.
Let's dress it up with our favourite ornaments.
Let's invite our family.
Let's invite our friends.
Let's invite some people we don't even know.
Let's get jolly under the holly.
Oh, the pain, the pain! Also, is it just me, or does that cup sound just a wee bit dirty? Let's invite some people we don't even know so we can get jolly under the holly? If that's not euphemism for having sex with strangers under a Christmas tree, I don't know what is.
As far as school goes, I'm registered for the next semester. My final semester.
Yikes.
This is what my last few months at university will look like:
MUS 302L Introduction to Western Music
MWF 1:00PM - 2:00PM
LIN 350 Language and The Brain
TTH 9:30AM - 11:00AM
GOV 310L American Government
TTH 11:00AM - 12:30PM
E 379S Senior Seminar-Honors "Melville to Ellison"
TTH 3:30PM - 5:00PM
As you can see by the music and the government classes, I'm still fulfilling some of my basic requirements -- heh heh. The linguistics class is a liberal arts approved alternative for a natural science -- however, I just realised yesterday that while it will count as a science credit toward my English degree, I need to get it approved in the Fine Arts department as well. So, I have to fill out a petition form for the dean to accept it as an alternative. If approved, I'm good to go. If not -- well, then I'll have to pick up some other natural science instead. We'll see how my petitioning goes.
Speaking of fine arts, I'm hoping to take pictures of my most recent (successful) paintings sometime soon. I know I've been saying that, but I mean it this time -- especially considering that I will be in the studio a lot more now. I only have a month left to produce the rest of my painting quota. Eep.
That probably means I should make myself go to the studio tonight, but I probably won't. I do, however, feel like reading -- so I think I might take the night off and indulge in a good non-school book.
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