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I paint, write, and dance. Also cook vegetarian food.

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Monday, 22 August 2005
Fun and Excitement Returning to School

 When I graduated from the university, one of the big mile markers was when I wound up buying an exorbitant number of books that weren't required by any of my professors.  Now, I'm going back to take a few language courses, and it's really great to be buying books that are required, again.  The sheer gripe time pleasure that I've gotten out of these five books (not bad--about seventy bucks worth, all said and done).  I called the Bookstore this morning, to ask about the last book on my prof's wishlist, (yeah.  You guessed it.  The one that's actually in the language in question).  I was told that yes, the book was there, and all I had to do was come, pay an arm and a leg, and pick it up.  Well, I got to the Bookstore, and the book isn't there.  In the grand scheme of things, it doesn't really matter.  The prof will, of course, blame the bookstore, for not putting his order in until the last moment, and the bookstore will blame the prof, for not getting his order there on time.  And, the entire class will spend the first three weeks of class downloading the text from Perseus.  Which, let's face it, would have been the cheapest route, in the first place, so when the books finally arrive, they won't sell, because we'll still be printing off the internet.
So, what to do on a university campus, when the book that you were going to buy isn't there, and classes haven't started and you don't know a soul...
I picked up my campus system password.  (Which includes a new personal home page for me to play with) and now, I'm here.
So, where do you find INTP personality types, other than the linguistics department?  The computer lab.  This particular INTP also happens to be in linguistics, and has actually taken courses from the professor before.  So, I asked her about him.  He's very smart, and very good, and very helpful... it was the smart part that I've been wondering about, so that reassurance was nice.  But he has a "personality".  I'm not sure whether she actually said "asshole" or if I just inferred it, but the general thought that he's a bit of a jerk was implicit.  I don't really care.  In the first place, I don't mind paying to take classes from a smart asshole.  In the second place, he's enough of an asshole that I was warned, but not enough of an asshole that his student was worried about saying it to someone she'd never met before.  So, as long as he's a moderate asshole, and not a progressive asshole, I'm fine.
I do not, by the way, have the formal prerequisites to take this class.  I'm relying on independant study to make up for actual in-class time.  On the bright side, I've been doing all my independant work in a series of composition books, so I actually have the proof.   Of course, the proof is illustrated with caricatures of former language instructors, many of them wearing colorful ethnic dress...  So, we'll see.  At least you can always count on an asshole to behave predictably.
This is another Pepsi campus.  That is, in exchange for an enormous amount of money, the university has agreed to sell only Pepsi on campus.  So, I'm going to get back into the Mountain Dew habit I thought I had left behind years ago.   Then again, that means lots of nice Pepsi boys running around.  Despite the swill they peddle, I have always had a weakness for Pepsi guys.  It could be the shade of the uniform, which is so much nicer than Sunburn red or Buffalo Brown, or the legs (yes, there's such a thing as a leg woman) or conditioning from my malleable youth, but... there really is something about a Pepsi guy.


posted by: SianNorah at 20:36 | link | comments (3)


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#1  22 August 2005 - 23:12
 
We had a professor who was a sketchy asshole. Personally I'd worry more about that type than the moderate or progressive ones...

Which language? :)
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#2  23 August 2005 - 16:21
 
Hmmm I want to trade in our Pepsi guy for one of your Pepsi guys, because our Pepsi guy... there is NOTHING about our Pepsi guy.
Mo'nonymous
#3  23 August 2005 - 17:55
 
I prefer the UPS guy at the mall....yep had a crush on him for years...until I discovered he had a thing for skinny waif types (his girlfriend came in and ordered a skim milk, sugar free hot chocolate one day) and my crush was over...
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