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jackofallgeeksToday was a small taste of the hell I lived last year.
Well, OK, last year wasn't really hell.
But today came close.
I woke up to my alarm at 9:15, but was so tired I just kinda rolled around and hit Snooze until 9:30. Finally got up and showered, and that kinda woke me up. but today was going to be hectic - I had class from 10:35 until 11:50, work at 12:00 until 3:00, and class again at 3:10 until 4:25. O.o I was leaving the room in the morning and not getting back until late afternoon for the first time all year.
So after frantically searching for my work ID and name-tag, I stuffed my uniform shirt in my bag and trecked off to Philosophy. Today was cool cause we started discussing Locke's Natural Law Theory, and got in another debate on wether or not there's objective right and wrong - not for everything, nessisarily, but for somethings. needless to say, we all know what side I was on here, but it was rather disheartening (if not wholly surprising) how many were of the opposing opinion. One guy did make the interesting comment that, regardless of what we say, we can't really sepparate ourselves from our own upbringing.
I trudged off from there to JP2, and actually made it in 10min (though my calves were burning) and changed my shirt after clocking in. Sadly, they didn't have anything for me to do. I was there for relief from 12-3, but I only relieved one person for lunch - that's all they needed. There were NO visitors there, and a group of us ended up just chatting in the Art Gallery for a couple hours.
As for that, it's the first time I've been up there with the new exibit - a series of paintings of cities in Italy, done with a modern style. Now then, i'm not so much one for Modern Art, personally, though his paintings were more tasteful than most Modern Art in that it actually represented something other than raw emotion or idea. Additionally, I can kind of see the general appeal that his paintings might have to certain persons.
I would still much rather see a nicely done landscape. But then, we know i'm a traditional guy.
From there I trekked back to my 3:00 class, which was grand cause we started talking about Gothic liturature. ^__^ Doom and gloom and foreboding, mystery and the supernatural, I'm so stoked you don't even know. Childe Roland To The Dark Tower Came and Clarabelle are the two poems we read for today, and for Thursday we have a couple short stories. ^__^ I'm gonna like this muchly, I think.
And I'm thinking that's about it. Got back here and then went to have dinner by myself at North. I'm ready to just collapse on my bed, but I think I might read some - weather for Fantasy Lit or just those books Claire let me borrow, I don't know yet. Also got my money transferred around, and my check cleared, so now all I have to do is pay my Credit Card off. I also want to see if Jack's around, and see if he got me that donut...
Well, OK, last year wasn't really hell.
But today came close.
I woke up to my alarm at 9:15, but was so tired I just kinda rolled around and hit Snooze until 9:30. Finally got up and showered, and that kinda woke me up. but today was going to be hectic - I had class from 10:35 until 11:50, work at 12:00 until 3:00, and class again at 3:10 until 4:25. O.o I was leaving the room in the morning and not getting back until late afternoon for the first time all year.
So after frantically searching for my work ID and name-tag, I stuffed my uniform shirt in my bag and trecked off to Philosophy. Today was cool cause we started discussing Locke's Natural Law Theory, and got in another debate on wether or not there's objective right and wrong - not for everything, nessisarily, but for somethings. needless to say, we all know what side I was on here, but it was rather disheartening (if not wholly surprising) how many were of the opposing opinion. One guy did make the interesting comment that, regardless of what we say, we can't really sepparate ourselves from our own upbringing.
I trudged off from there to JP2, and actually made it in 10min (though my calves were burning) and changed my shirt after clocking in. Sadly, they didn't have anything for me to do. I was there for relief from 12-3, but I only relieved one person for lunch - that's all they needed. There were NO visitors there, and a group of us ended up just chatting in the Art Gallery for a couple hours.
As for that, it's the first time I've been up there with the new exibit - a series of paintings of cities in Italy, done with a modern style. Now then, i'm not so much one for Modern Art, personally, though his paintings were more tasteful than most Modern Art in that it actually represented something other than raw emotion or idea. Additionally, I can kind of see the general appeal that his paintings might have to certain persons.
I would still much rather see a nicely done landscape. But then, we know i'm a traditional guy.
From there I trekked back to my 3:00 class, which was grand cause we started talking about Gothic liturature. ^__^ Doom and gloom and foreboding, mystery and the supernatural, I'm so stoked you don't even know. Childe Roland To The Dark Tower Came and Clarabelle are the two poems we read for today, and for Thursday we have a couple short stories. ^__^ I'm gonna like this muchly, I think.
And I'm thinking that's about it. Got back here and then went to have dinner by myself at North. I'm ready to just collapse on my bed, but I think I might read some - weather for Fantasy Lit or just those books Claire let me borrow, I don't know yet. Also got my money transferred around, and my check cleared, so now all I have to do is pay my Credit Card off. I also want to see if Jack's around, and see if he got me that donut...
