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Jan 12, 2006

I can't believe screaming Oprah didn't elicit any comments!

I've finalized my schedule, and this just in: the might of my drop/add kung fu is awesome to behold. I've still got no Tuesday/Thursday classes, and for electives I'm taking Creative Writing for upper div elective credit, and Drawing I, which is just something I thought would be edifying. Mondays and Fridays are All Afternoon All The Time (Except In The Morning But That's When I'll Be Sleeping), thanks to the weird three-hour-period-one-day-a-week format of the writing class. Wednesdays are going to be a little rough, because classes run straight from 9:20am to 5:30 pm and then I go to the Red & Black, but there's an hour-long lunch break in there. I'll survive.

Besides, we're talking about workshopping poetry and drawing chairs. How stressful can it be?

Every day I become more certain that I need to drop this ridiculous night job. You remember that Wednesday I was talking about? Now try adding work 4-8am on both sides of the fucker. Ugh. I got an e-mail from the career center, and some of the jobs listed in it sounded awesome. And unlike in my current occupation, 12-4am would not be considered the cushy shift.

I mean, I understand that as a page designer, I'm going to be working late nights for pretty much the rest of my life. But there is a vast psychological divide between staying up into the wee hours to finish a project and actually getting up at three in the morning to head for work. I would need some seriously bizarre photographic effects to express this fully, but I'll say it anyway:

That shit fucks you up.

I go to bed just after the sun rises, people! I walk to work in the foggy depths of the night, and pass homeless people and a glowing neon cross twenty feet high! I should either be avenging the deaths of my parents by punishing the wicked, or sucking people's blood to sustain my accursed existence! It is 7:55 in the AM and it is just now turning time for me to skulk off back to my lair!

Completely unacceptable.
Nick ::: 7:29 AM ::: 2 comments

2 Comments:

Nick, I wasn't able to get in 3800. I even emailed the teacher! She said a few people had emailed her and she'd decided to keep the cap at 18. But so now I'm stuck in my stupid 2340 class that I don't want to take while I have two whole friends in 3800! Ha. Well, enjoy!

By  Amy, at 11:10 AM  

Predictably, I enjoy screaming Oprah.

By  Daniel, at 2:12 AM  

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