So I've finished reading the four essays I had to read, and I've written the one paragraph summaries. I also finished watching all three videos and wrote those summaries as well. Each video was about a half an hour long, which was longer than I expected and is way too long when you're talking about things like free writing and peer feedback. My absolute delight over watching these wonderful masterpieces was exponentially increased by the dumb fuckin' trick-or-treaters from the ghetto apartments the next block over who kept ringing my doorbell and knocking on my door even though the fuckin' outside lights were OFF! Which, of course, threw Wiggly into absolute fits of barking and running from window to door to try to figure out who the fuck was trying to invade our fortress of estrogen. She gets especially crazy when Music Man is gone, which he is tonight because he has a gig (he's not called Music Man for nothin'). I've also managed to finish all of the required reading, including the two handouts. I can't even began to tell you how riveting that was.
So, all that's left now is that essay about art and the discussion leading. I'm quitting for the night. I'm tired--No...Exhausted, which I really shouldn't be since I took a nap today. I feel as though I might be coming down with something, which I sincerely hope I'm not, because I cannot afford to get sick right now. I don't give a shit about missing work, but I cannot miss school. Because this class is so intense and crammed full of stuff, the instructor told us last week that if one were to miss more than a day of class, they would lose all hope of ever catching up, resulting in an automatic fail. I don't need that; it would be a waste of money and it would delay my progress towards completing my degree. In short, I'd be fuckin' pissed if I got sick right now.
Besides, we gain an hour this weekend when clocks fall back at 2 a.m. tomorrow. (You will learn, dear reader, that I am very good at rationalizing my behavior.) Once I decide what I'm going to use as art, I should have no problem bullshitting my way through a 3-4 page essay. Besides, it's just the draft that has to be complete, so it can be shit. In fact, the shittier it is, the more I'll be offering the lucky student who gets to give me peer feedback. Just think of all the things he or she will be able to advise me to improve upon! I'm a giver; I know. I'm beyond frustrated over the Discussion Leading and don't even want to deal with it. The last I heard from my partner was on Thursday when she told me she'd found a couple books at the college library that she thought we could use as outside sources on our topic, which we've decided is ethics in photojournalism. Not sure if we're working in the right direction with that or not, but hopefully we'll at least get an A for effort. (See what I did there?) I haven't heard from her since, which is making me nervous. So, I'm planning on just doing the work myself and then anything she adds, if she adds anything at all, will be a bonus.
I'm off to have a few mini candy bars from the Halloween candy Music Man bought for us. I know, I know...I'm awful for not giving free candy to the lovely neighborhood children. I don't care. I've fuckin' earned them. What the fuck have they done? Before you say, "But, Frazzled, they've painstakingly picked out and/or created a fabulous costume," you need to know that the few I've seen walk past my window do not appear to have made any attempt to dress up in any way. They were all pre-teen boys wearing football jerseys. That is not a costume all by itself; I don't care what anyone says. (I will admit that I could be a teeny tiny bit biased as a result of having dated a guy who perpetually wore football or hockey jerseys, but still.) HAPPY HALLOWEEN, dear readers!
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