My memoir is going to need some sprucing up.
Today I was on campus for 9 hours. Yes, n-i-n-e hours. And no, it was not because I fell asleep somewhere. I was awake the whole time. I think.
I had a meeting this morning with a prof about part of my thesis (which is actually coming along decently…of course, I have little to compare it to). In that meeting, I learned about the amazing world of podcasting (not related in any way to my thesis). I am now hooked on Ask a Ninja. (It’s also available through iTunes.) Who knew that in order for me to figure out some of life’s questions, I just needed to ask a ninja? They know stuff. The podcasts are also short, which helps since my attention span is similar.
After my meeting I went to the ATM and hung out with Sarah. Those events are in no way related. They just happened in sequence. We had a fun chat about…well, I can’t quite recall. But it was great. I probably shouldn’t repeat the info anyhow. I do remember that Sarah is upset about the extravagant price for My So-Called Life. It’s about two hundred dollars for the one season it was on the air. I don’t understand.
I then ate lunch with Scott and Alicia.
Alicia talked me into going to her panel discussion on memory and creative writing. I had low expectations; actually, I had NO expectations. I didn’t know what to expect. I discovered that Mabbot, Jenny, Alicia, and Julia know a lot about creative writing. Well, not Mabbot, but I kept forgetting that. It must have been the mystifying effect of the podium. The podium really gives the speaker an incredible amount of credibility. I mean, it works for the president.
Then I taught my class. It went. That’s all I’m saying.
Now I’m at home watching American Idol while I do other things. That show is a great background show, which really explains their ratings. If you managed to make it this far, you should go here and tell me what personality traits you believe I have. Unless, of course, you hate me. Then you’re not really going to find the sorts of traits you’re looking for. You’ll just have to insult me to my face. It’s more fun that way. For both of us.