So the really, really, really cute girl that I met last week showed up again tonight. She brought me the book Sophie's World. I don't know how much I will enjoy it or how good it will be. I do know however, that this will give me a reason to say, "Hey, how about we go out for coffee or something and discuss this book?" I loaned her Truman Capote's Music for Chameleons. You know how some people have comfort foods? I have a comfort book and that one is it. I hope she likes it. She said she has read In Cold Blood, so she knows TC is a genius. The books damn good, I don't know how she cannot like it. So, next week when I see her (Oh how I wish I didn't have to wiat that long) I will ask her out. Here's hoping she says yes.
On another note....I had a teacher bitch me out nicely today. I am taking a class called Practical Literary Criticism. We have to respond to half of the pieces on the stupid message-board type thing. Well, I have been a tad ultra-critical. Unfortunately, he has chosen some of my least favorite people. We have read some Nietzsche, Freud, Derridda, Foucault and some other crap. I hate it. I am quite vocal about this. He asked me to concentrate more on their arguments and not just on that I disagree with them. It was really rather cool the way he did it. He tried to stroke my ego a bit by saying that he expected me to be able to understand these very hard things and that he thought I would be able to make some very good analytical critiques of their aguments and then made it sound like I wasn't living up to his very reasonable expectations. Fuck that. He's chosing pieces that I hate and that I am all too prepared to shred to little tiny bits. Though, he has a point. I have been neglecting the part about explaining their arguments and have jumped right into the 'biting thier heads off' phase. He also asked me to tone down my responses, I don't see that happening. I write like I talk and at times I can be brutal and mocking. I will try to be a little nicer, but somethings just need to be said.
Anyway....end rant....I need to watch Buffy and the Gilmore Girls (wow, am I dork?), I got called into work last night and was at a meeting this evening so now is the first chance I have had to watch them.
On another note....I had a teacher bitch me out nicely today. I am taking a class called Practical Literary Criticism. We have to respond to half of the pieces on the stupid message-board type thing. Well, I have been a tad ultra-critical. Unfortunately, he has chosen some of my least favorite people. We have read some Nietzsche, Freud, Derridda, Foucault and some other crap. I hate it. I am quite vocal about this. He asked me to concentrate more on their arguments and not just on that I disagree with them. It was really rather cool the way he did it. He tried to stroke my ego a bit by saying that he expected me to be able to understand these very hard things and that he thought I would be able to make some very good analytical critiques of their aguments and then made it sound like I wasn't living up to his very reasonable expectations. Fuck that. He's chosing pieces that I hate and that I am all too prepared to shred to little tiny bits. Though, he has a point. I have been neglecting the part about explaining their arguments and have jumped right into the 'biting thier heads off' phase. He also asked me to tone down my responses, I don't see that happening. I write like I talk and at times I can be brutal and mocking. I will try to be a little nicer, but somethings just need to be said.
Anyway....end rant....I need to watch Buffy and the Gilmore Girls (wow, am I dork?), I got called into work last night and was at a meeting this evening so now is the first chance I have had to watch them.
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morgan:
Oh, and don't worry, you'll find out what's up with "Hilde" very quickly.
catculus:
concentrate on their arguments... and then rip them to shreads 