Monday, January 29, 2007

Janjuberry

What do you mean it's the end of January?

Well, that sure creeped up on me. This past month I have done many things, most of which had very little to do with school.

I'm now a certified Standard First Aid Instructor. It took three weekends!

I've noticed that I've become even less inclined than I was last year to go out to loud Western-boy Western-girl saturated clubs and bars (unless it is The Brass Door on Thursdays, which is not your typical university bar...one of those Thursdays when I have no work to do...which is not the usual case), and more inclined to sit and have pitcher after pitcher with a bunch of people at The Spoke. No lining up in the cold, no dressing up required, endlessly entertaining, especially when Mr. Low Tolerance himself is with me.

Kev and I both applied for the position of Head Soph next year, and Kev got it. I'm now torn between becoming res staff and coming back to soph next year.

My cell bio prof is incredibly unpleasant. Every second spent with him is made painfully clear that we feeble undergrads are simply diverting precious time he'd rather be spending researching his organism of specialization: blood flukes.

First lecture: "I'm a last-minute stand-in for this course...don't send me any emails...Logan [our TA] can probably teach this course better than I can, so send him emails if you have any questions. I'm just going to reuse all of [last year's prof] slides..."

Next lecture: "Now...I don't know why [last year's prof] put this slide here...or what he means by this note, but I'm going to assume he means this...okay, I also don't like the order he has them in, so I'm going to skip to this slide here [that nobody has, because it's from another set of notes] first..." *mad rustling*

Today, a guy in a gorilla suit walked into class while he was lecturing, hovered around for a few seconds and then walked out. When the class exploded into giggles, he went "What? What's so funny about this slide?" More hilarity ensued.

I don't want to say that he's sort of slow...and a big jerk...so I won't. You can bet I'm thinking it though.

In the next two weeks, I have four midterms, and after the break...another four midterms (or is it five?) HOORAY!

After midterms...final exams!

Le sigh.

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