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nigeltdeEeep, yes, I'm alive.
I'm also, as of today, in the employ of the Student Services department of my uni (how many Kevin Bacons away is that from The Man, I wonder? j/k!). How, you ask? Because I am now a notetaker! In other words, they're paying me $180 per semester for a typed copy of my notes for Modern Imagination in Europe, so they can give them to people who can't take notes ue to disability. Sorely needed cash, as you will see.
I have *so* lucked out with my timetable, it's absolutely brilliant for a lazy-ass slacker like me. Witness:
Monday: no classes
Tuesday: 11am - 5pm
Wednesday: 12pm - 4pm
Thursday: 11am - 4pm.
Friday: no classes.
Yes, that's right folks, I have a four day weekend! *dances maniacally* And I'll only have 1 exam this semester!
So far, classes have been pretty good all round. My philosophy and politics courses promise to complement each other perfectly. My pop music course, From Elvis to U2, is good fun. The textbook even has a whole section on Frank Zappa! And the lecturer has hinted that we'll be touching on Nick Cave near the end :-)
The syllabus for Modern Imagination in Europe blows my mind: Flaubert, Impressionism, Kafka, Expressionism, Surrealism, Mann, Nihilism (Celine), Existentialism (Camus & Satre), Picasso & modernism, Holocaust Poetry -- wowie!. Lord knows how I'm going to get through all the texts, but. Today's lecture on Baudelaire was fantastic, I *loved* it. My favourite poem is, so far, Speen IV, although Soul Of Wine's good fun :-D -- this translation's quite dodgy though. This is shaping up to be my favourite subject by far. I mean, the very first image we saw was this, and holy crap! I'm in love! Coming out of several pretty intensive hours of Baudelaire this kind of fractured, anguished scream is like a (nice) punch to the gut. Icing on the cake, if you will. I feel like there's this whole new world of art and thought that's opening up to me; last time I felt like this was last year during the uni's Open Day Philosophy lectures, and it's a brilliant feeling. And screw Rousseau, anyway! He reckons excessive learning makes me a degenerate. My morals are just fine, and I'm taking the philosophy course to prove it!
Note to self: pay this semester's HECS already, stupid.
And speaking of money, enter stage left The (sort-of) Saga of the Car!
Several months ago I backed into someone's car. While they were still in it. 'They' being a pissed off old guy. And not so much 'backed' as 'accelerated'. Yes, in a truely ironic turn of events, I was actually following my instructor's recommendations for once by having the handbrake on while I was on a slope, then revving the engine and taking the handbrake off so I didn't roll backwards. Unfortunately, I was in reverse, and not drive, at the time. Yay. So my towbar put a hole in the old guy's late-model sedan, we exchanged info and he called my dad (it was my dad's car) later that day. Then, nothing seems to happen. I write him a card. Still nothing happens. I begin to think, maybe, he's rich and has just let me off. But no, sigh, Monday we get a letter asking for $700. Luckily, thank god, I have enough to cover it, esp thanks to this notetaker thing.
Last Friday I dragged poor Lainy to a jazz performance (teehee, are you allowed to call them concerts?), being too scared to go by myself. She was very nice about it, bless her. The highlight of the evening was definately the cover of Andrew Lloyd Weber's "Phantom of the Opera" as it should have been - a tango! Very funny.
And finally, a linkie or two:
Caught on Film: The Bush Credibility Gap. The Photographic History of the Bush Administration Putting Its Mouth Where Its Money Isn’t. Nice concise read for someone like me who doesn't want to trawl through article after article trying to find some straight info.
If you've wondered what the thestrals in HP looked like, go no further. Dude.
"Lisa, if you don't like your job, you don't
strike. You just go in every day and do it
really half-assed. That's the American
way!" Well, you're really really lazy. You
manage to get by, but you never put any effort
into anything you do. You most likely enjoy
watching TV, sleeping, eating, and doing stuff
of the sort. Get active. You're a fat, lazy
idiot.
Which Advice Quote said by Homer Simpson are You?
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lainy122: Exactly what day is Cameron's birthday? Is it the 8th?
I'm also, as of today, in the employ of the Student Services department of my uni (how many Kevin Bacons away is that from The Man, I wonder? j/k!). How, you ask? Because I am now a notetaker! In other words, they're paying me $180 per semester for a typed copy of my notes for Modern Imagination in Europe, so they can give them to people who can't take notes ue to disability. Sorely needed cash, as you will see.
I have *so* lucked out with my timetable, it's absolutely brilliant for a lazy-ass slacker like me. Witness:
Monday: no classes
Tuesday: 11am - 5pm
Wednesday: 12pm - 4pm
Thursday: 11am - 4pm.
Friday: no classes.
Yes, that's right folks, I have a four day weekend! *dances maniacally* And I'll only have 1 exam this semester!
So far, classes have been pretty good all round. My philosophy and politics courses promise to complement each other perfectly. My pop music course, From Elvis to U2, is good fun. The textbook even has a whole section on Frank Zappa! And the lecturer has hinted that we'll be touching on Nick Cave near the end :-)
The syllabus for Modern Imagination in Europe blows my mind: Flaubert, Impressionism, Kafka, Expressionism, Surrealism, Mann, Nihilism (Celine), Existentialism (Camus & Satre), Picasso & modernism, Holocaust Poetry -- wowie!. Lord knows how I'm going to get through all the texts, but. Today's lecture on Baudelaire was fantastic, I *loved* it. My favourite poem is, so far, Speen IV, although Soul Of Wine's good fun :-D -- this translation's quite dodgy though. This is shaping up to be my favourite subject by far. I mean, the very first image we saw was this, and holy crap! I'm in love! Coming out of several pretty intensive hours of Baudelaire this kind of fractured, anguished scream is like a (nice) punch to the gut. Icing on the cake, if you will. I feel like there's this whole new world of art and thought that's opening up to me; last time I felt like this was last year during the uni's Open Day Philosophy lectures, and it's a brilliant feeling. And screw Rousseau, anyway! He reckons excessive learning makes me a degenerate. My morals are just fine, and I'm taking the philosophy course to prove it!
Note to self: pay this semester's HECS already, stupid.
And speaking of money, enter stage left The (sort-of) Saga of the Car!
Several months ago I backed into someone's car. While they were still in it. 'They' being a pissed off old guy. And not so much 'backed' as 'accelerated'. Yes, in a truely ironic turn of events, I was actually following my instructor's recommendations for once by having the handbrake on while I was on a slope, then revving the engine and taking the handbrake off so I didn't roll backwards. Unfortunately, I was in reverse, and not drive, at the time. Yay. So my towbar put a hole in the old guy's late-model sedan, we exchanged info and he called my dad (it was my dad's car) later that day. Then, nothing seems to happen. I write him a card. Still nothing happens. I begin to think, maybe, he's rich and has just let me off. But no, sigh, Monday we get a letter asking for $700. Luckily, thank god, I have enough to cover it, esp thanks to this notetaker thing.
Last Friday I dragged poor Lainy to a jazz performance (teehee, are you allowed to call them concerts?), being too scared to go by myself. She was very nice about it, bless her. The highlight of the evening was definately the cover of Andrew Lloyd Weber's "Phantom of the Opera" as it should have been - a tango! Very funny.
And finally, a linkie or two:
Caught on Film: The Bush Credibility Gap. The Photographic History of the Bush Administration Putting Its Mouth Where Its Money Isn’t. Nice concise read for someone like me who doesn't want to trawl through article after article trying to find some straight info.
If you've wondered what the thestrals in HP looked like, go no further. Dude.
"Lisa, if you don't like your job, you don't
strike. You just go in every day and do it
really half-assed. That's the American
way!" Well, you're really really lazy. You
manage to get by, but you never put any effort
into anything you do. You most likely enjoy
watching TV, sleeping, eating, and doing stuff
of the sort. Get active. You're a fat, lazy
idiot.
Which Advice Quote said by Homer Simpson are You?
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Note to
lainy122: Exactly what day is Cameron's birthday? Is it the 8th?
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Date: 2003-08-07 10:20 pm (UTC)For some reason I'm *sure* it's today...