shut up now
friday, august 31, 2001
it seems i just couldn't shut up today. i barely got to our english building before i found myself in a way too energetic discussion about movies of shakespeare adaptations. i seem to have taken it upon myself to keep a former teacher up-to-date on the genre since she's the resident shakespeare teacher. she in turn seems to appreciate it. and it's fun. even though she never has the time to actually go see the movies in question.
still. she needed to know about O. now she does. mission accomplished. me, i'm going to attempt and see it tomorrow. we'll see. it's a long weekend. feh.
no sooner had i shut up than it was time for the only class of the day - african-american literature. i spent most of it arguing with the professor over ann petry's short-story, "the long winding sheet." the story is about a black man choking on everyday rasicm that he encounters, and the rage he bottles up inside and finaly takes out on his wife.
my teacher wants to see the man in question as a victim of conditioning and surroundings. i see him as a man looking for an excuse to explode. i'm sure we're both right, in a way. most, i feel petry didn't quite manage to set-up the character well to illustrate what she wanted. shrug. oh well.
i'm brain-washing into quite the english student, no?
after that i tried to shut up in favor of treating a vicious invisible headache but was asked to help one of the newspapers new reporters shape her questions and approach to an interview she was about to go do. i shocked myself by actually being helpful. i am constantly shocked when i realize that the classes i've taken, and being around the office, has really helped me develop skills like this. i'm too used to being inept and inexperienced. suddenly i know stuff. always a shock.
finaly, i thought i'd get an hour to be quiet and listen to some audiogalaxy pilfered songs. no such luck. as i turned to my screen to hit play, i got the persistent feeling that i was being stared at. i turned around and.. three people were sitting in chairs facing me and, well, staring at me. creepy.
then i realized they were probably my new weblings, 50 minutes early to our very first meeting. eep. how ambitious is that? heh. so i had no choice but start babbling, pretending i had a clue what to do with them. 4 people ranging none to some HTML experience, all eager to help me put the web edition online. be still my nervous heart.
this is when i discovered i actually picked up how to become an instructor last fall at that grade school, teaching kids crap. i can be in charge! who knew? i blurted out crap, hoped it sounded complex enough to impress them without scaring them away, set up an HTML workshop for next friday and sent them on their way.
a workshop. led by me. bwa ha ha ha! i'm thinking soon enough the villagers will come with their torches to chase me away since i must obviously be an alien inside jennie's inefficient body. i'm even composing a beginners HTML tutorial! i'm creepy.
so, finaly, some peace and quiet for jennie's aching head, yeah? no. talky-pants dropped by to fix my sad computer. except my boss stepped out and we couldn't find the necessary floppies. eep. so talky-pants stayed and, yes, talked. well, i talked too. and some more. about food-bombs and squirrels and shogun assassin and the bible and other unimportant crap. it was quite fun.
after an hour or two, he was about to finally leave, errend unseen to, when my boss appeared and found the floppies. so talky-pants had to stay another few hours. but it's okay. now my computer feels alllll better. and i do too.
so. after 9 solid hours of talking, i'm officialy shutting up for the weekend. i've got my old favourite movie flatliners playing in the background -- i'm remembering all over why i fell for keifer sutherland and kevin bacon, and julia roberts actually have a decent, non-cheery part in it! -- and 4 stolen bananas from the cafeteria to snack on.
cin cin, doggelitos!�� 9:52 p.m.
