kali

So, I just had to make a quick [read 3 hours] dash to the New College Which Must Not Be Named. (I may need a new fandom-specific name for this one: thoughts? Prydonian Academy will not do, as I fear it will not be all happy, happy, joy, joy.) It was frantic because I'd not read the email closely, and I was just checking it to make sure I was getting certain notations right in my syllabus, and then I realized that we were *ahem* requested & required to make an appearance at a New Faculty Tea. At 3pm. It was 2:10pm when I was reading the email. SO I dashed out the door, armed with laptop (so I could work on the subway, always fun, and I ended up just writing more story instead, bad kali! no biscuit!) and ran like the hounds of hell were chasing me down to the college.

Only to discover that it was totally useless. It was in fact, just tea. (Literally tea. And lemon cake. and ice cream - none of which I ate.) Dunno what they made such a big deal about it for; it was completely insipid, and also not net-worky. Just to produce the illusion that we are all collegial colleagues, with spirit Feh. And if I have to hear once more: "Oh, you teach children's literature! You're so lucky!" I might throw something. I'm not lucky, okay? I've got balls and attack ovaries, and therefore enough guts to actually study things I like, rather than things which look respectable. Luck has got nothing to do with it! ANYWAY. I did get some writing done, which was okay, and on my way home, I stopped at the bookstore to see if my texts for the class had arrived, and didn't even have to go downstairs because I saw a bunch of college boys coming out with them all in their hands. One of them was cute too! He looked exactly like Lex Luthor from Smallville. Dunno what I'm gonna do with that.

In conclusion, a rec. This is a Doctor Who vid; it's called Handlebars, and I think it is incredible. The song choice is impeccable and fits the Doctor in all his breathtaking arrogance and fundamental glee so perfectly, but with all that, there's an underlying irony; the glee is undercut throughout by notes of anguish that just made me want to cry, even as my mouth hung open in awe. It's the kind of vid that is so very clean, you almost can't see all the work the vidders did to make it work. Spoilers through 4x13: Journey's End. Go check it out!

i know that i should deeply appreciate being employed. with the job market the way it is, making 7 bucks an hour, tax free, is not to be sneezed at.
but my nose is runny, and it's sleeting outside, and getting out of bed this morning sucked.
in other words, i wish i was still home.

yesterday, i got up way too early and had the preliminaries to getting my head shrunk. or something. the gentleman was very nice, beard and all, (although he did not stroke it, thank goodness) but he left me with the question. can someone help you straighten out your head if they think your lifestyle is somewhat mislead? i'm still not sure of the answer. at any rate, finding someone in this frozen wasteland who gets me is going to be tough, so i guess i'll just suck it up and move along with it.

this evening the Dandelion-Head and i are going to see a play. eep!
it's called Shakespeare's R & J, and it is about 4 private school boys who discover Romeo and Juliet and get totally caught up in reading it. various violent and sexual hijinx ensue. my kind of interpretation, yo.

things are not bad, and the water that i am currently sipping is cold, sweet and good.
(even if it is coming out of one of my boss's mugs, emblazoned with the legend:
"What are the three things that make life worth living?
God, Sisters and Chocolate Chip cookies"...
um. yeah.)