Crazy
As in, the world's gone stark raving bonkers.
First, I got up uber-early today to get House from the apt office, avoid the glaring sun-in-face drive to campus in favor of the timid sun-just-peeking-up drive, catch a bus to Grad Admissions, fill out and hand in paperwork, walk across campus to my office for a student meeting (No-show bastard!), and then head off to all that other crap that dragged me here today. Now, that's just a crazy-filled morning, right?
The apt office doesn't open until 8.30. I had to do stuff. I do not at this moment in time have House in my grubby little hands. But no problem, right? I can get it when I get home. Except that the office closes before I'll be able to get in. How frustrating is that? I'm sitting here trying to figure out exactly how to most quickly get home, because I need to watch House tonight. I've built this up in my mind as the penultamate post-stress bribe, and the continual delays are making me anxious. If I didn't have to be up here for a no-show bastard, I would have been able to have my House. I am holding this kid personally responsible for this. [not really, he's just a no-show bastard, after all, and not that important]
The paperwork took a whole two minutes, so I could have done that later today and stayed to get House. But I didn't know that, and gave myself plenty of time to do paperwork and still get to my meeting with the no-show bastard. Woe, woe! to the responsible grad student.
So this crazy place threw one more at me. One of two things happened today:
A) Halloween skiped ahead several days and is actually taking place today, Friday, Oct 06. This would make all the events of option B perfectly normal and not worth an eyebrow twitch.
B) She and her kin were crazy, or crazy-weird. There's a girl walking around campus with a pair of fuzzy white butterfly wings strapped to her back, who is handing out fliers filled with I'm not sure what because I was afraid the crazy was catching and tred a wide path around her. There was another on the bus, only with a bobbled antennae headband in sequined green. And a cauldron full of gum and hard candy made its rounds as someone went off to teach class.
But yeah. And in more sane news, I have a plan. If I can catch the bus at 4.30, leaving only a half hour early, I can be at my car by about 5. And if I then go directly home, I may just make it in time to collect House. It usually takes me an hour to get home, but I usually leave at 5. So maybe if I head out earlier, traffic won't be a bitch to me and I'll still get home in an hour. Maybe I should leave at 4. I could come in next week Friday and work 8 solid hours. The time's got to be made up, but the question of when is considerably more open than it would be in other jobs. I think it could work. I do, after all have to pick up a package by closing. It's a valid excuse. And maybe I won't go crazy if all this evil waiting stops.
I'm a procrastinator when I let myself be. But rewards should never procrastinate. That's wrong.
Love and Peace (and counting down to ... 4. yeah, it'll be 4)
First, I got up uber-early today to get House from the apt office, avoid the glaring sun-in-face drive to campus in favor of the timid sun-just-peeking-up drive, catch a bus to Grad Admissions, fill out and hand in paperwork, walk across campus to my office for a student meeting (No-show bastard!), and then head off to all that other crap that dragged me here today. Now, that's just a crazy-filled morning, right?
The apt office doesn't open until 8.30. I had to do stuff. I do not at this moment in time have House in my grubby little hands. But no problem, right? I can get it when I get home. Except that the office closes before I'll be able to get in. How frustrating is that? I'm sitting here trying to figure out exactly how to most quickly get home, because I need to watch House tonight. I've built this up in my mind as the penultamate post-stress bribe, and the continual delays are making me anxious. If I didn't have to be up here for a no-show bastard, I would have been able to have my House. I am holding this kid personally responsible for this. [not really, he's just a no-show bastard, after all, and not that important]
The paperwork took a whole two minutes, so I could have done that later today and stayed to get House. But I didn't know that, and gave myself plenty of time to do paperwork and still get to my meeting with the no-show bastard. Woe, woe! to the responsible grad student.
So this crazy place threw one more at me. One of two things happened today:
A) Halloween skiped ahead several days and is actually taking place today, Friday, Oct 06. This would make all the events of option B perfectly normal and not worth an eyebrow twitch.
B) She and her kin were crazy, or crazy-weird. There's a girl walking around campus with a pair of fuzzy white butterfly wings strapped to her back, who is handing out fliers filled with I'm not sure what because I was afraid the crazy was catching and tred a wide path around her. There was another on the bus, only with a bobbled antennae headband in sequined green. And a cauldron full of gum and hard candy made its rounds as someone went off to teach class.
But yeah. And in more sane news, I have a plan. If I can catch the bus at 4.30, leaving only a half hour early, I can be at my car by about 5. And if I then go directly home, I may just make it in time to collect House. It usually takes me an hour to get home, but I usually leave at 5. So maybe if I head out earlier, traffic won't be a bitch to me and I'll still get home in an hour. Maybe I should leave at 4. I could come in next week Friday and work 8 solid hours. The time's got to be made up, but the question of when is considerably more open than it would be in other jobs. I think it could work. I do, after all have to pick up a package by closing. It's a valid excuse. And maybe I won't go crazy if all this evil waiting stops.
I'm a procrastinator when I let myself be. But rewards should never procrastinate. That's wrong.
Love and Peace (and counting down to ... 4. yeah, it'll be 4)
posted by Rehkmira @ 10:05
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