First Day

Aug. 24th, 2009 06:16 pm
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It is the first day of public school 'round here, and let me tell you, it's still kind of weird not to be a part of it. As it is, it's still over fifty percent of my life spent getting up at some insane hour* to stagger off to run around in an icy field, or do jazz band, or struggle to care about poetry.**

I celebrated by having a day as busy and demanding as the first day of school, to the point where it was almost a relief to have the Car Dudes call and inform me that I would have to continue driving this dopey little rental car around till tomorrow because the Grandma Car wasn't ready to be picked up yet. It meant I could just go the hell home.

Except then I have to make dinner on Mondays. But I'm tired as hell, so I am performing the family specialty recipe known as Dumping A Bunch Of Stuff In A Dutch Oven Until It Turns Into Chili. It's a great recipe. That junk they called "chili" on Alton Brown doesn't even come close.

Now I'm going to go take a nap let it simmer. Comfort food for the First Day Of School. I could use it.

Hey, at least I'm doing better than my sister. She actually had school today. And work. And salmonella.


*I love how every few years they come out with a study saying that according to Science, it is counterproductive to send your kids to school at fuck o'clock. (Or, as my body has insisted for all of my life, "a couple hours past bedtime.") And all the bleary-eyed teachers and their almost-dead students look at the scientists and say, "You needed SCIENCE for that?"

**Okay, I actually struggle to care about poetry at any time of day, but the incredibly loathsome Dickinson or Cummings get their obnoxiousness multiplied exponentially at 7:45 a.m..

Date: 2009-08-25 12:58 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] beccastareyes
I'd say it's because people listen to Ph. D.s, except they really don't.

(Seriously, I don't like classes before 9 AM, and I'm a grown-up. At least my math brain is the first thing to wake up, so I might not be able to be coherent, but I can do calculus.)

Date: 2009-08-25 01:59 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] stagemanager.livejournal.com
You forgot to place the first asterisk in the text. (I imagine it goes after 'insane hour' -- but that's just where I'd put it.)

Date: 2009-08-25 04:45 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] padparadscha.livejournal.com
Fixed! And yes, you were right. Thanks.

Date: 2009-08-25 06:23 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] westrider.livejournal.com
Even 5 years later, it still feels a bit weird to me each Fall that I'm not in School. But in a very good way.

Date: 2009-08-25 08:31 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] neintales.livejournal.com
I avoid classes before noon like the PLAGUE when I am attending school. Sometimes I have no choice at all, thanks to grumpy scheduling, but as an Art Major I kind of luck out, most of the studio classes seem to be later in the day, I guess so that we can get the academic things I'm not yet bothering with out of the way in the mornings and then stay in the studios late without as much interruption and shuffling.

...I'm going to have to work on the academics stuff when I hit classes again/if I hit classes again, or I'll wind up with a semester of nothing BUT stuff I dislike, alas.

Of course first I have to screw up my courage and get my old medical records for my wrists, and maybe see a doc about them again for testing, so that I can go to the disabilities office and let them know that I will need accommodation in order to get a BFA.

(Note to those unfamiliar with ceramic arts: If you have weak wrists, the Wheel Is Not Your Friend. Supposedly there's 'alternative' methods of throwing that are easier on the wrists, but so far every method I've tried is major OWOWOWOWOWFUCKTHATHUURTS after a few minutes. Which makes two required courses for a BFA locally being wheel-intensive ceramics a BIT problematic for me. Augh.)

Date: 2009-08-25 01:10 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] viizou.livejournal.com
I still say it's wrong for school to start in freakin' August. Wrong, wrong wrong.

Date: 2009-08-25 03:46 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] gwalla.livejournal.com
sound is too loud today
...are you hung over?

Is there enough alcohol in Utah for someone to get hung over?

Date: 2009-08-25 04:11 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] padparadscha.livejournal.com
Usually with me it's a sign I'm sick and/or sleep-deprived.

There's enough alcohol, but you'd have to drink a lot more beer in order to get the same reaction.

Date: 2009-09-08 08:43 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] queenlyzard.livejournal.com
And yet, no school ever takes notice of those studies. More proof indeed that our politicians are doing their best to raise up a country of idiots who will continue to listen to politicians. (What, me, cynical? Never!)

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