Frog and Goat

I had my last class of the semester last night and I’m not as relieved about it being over as I have been about other classes. It’s not that I loved this class but I finished my paper so early that it felt like a non-event to finally turn it in. 6 classes down, 7 to go.

I got to campus early yesterday to take some books over to the library and then walked through the student commons building to get over to my classroom building. I was amazed–students studying. Everywhere. I guess the last week of exams does that. Usually when I’m hanging out on campus I see some kids studying but a lot of them aren’t. Usually, most of them are on their cell phones.

It is a nice feeling to tell nearly everyone that you’ll see them again next semester and to know that those people in other programs who were particularly annoying you won’t see again. That one educator with the loud voice and the disapproving tone won’t be missed.

The self-kicked ass is bruised but the first draft of the paper is done and now I can go cut my fingernails. Hey, I had to come up with some sort of motivation because the whole idea of motivation through brilliant (heh) scholarship just wasn’t moving me to write the paper.

But, slightly long fingernails (I like them short) clacking away on the keyboard made me get this paper done. It is one page shorter than the minimum number of pages required but I do not care. I figure if I’ve said everything I need to and if I’ve demonstrated critical thinking then a page short will just have to do.

The paper is for my Educational Evaluation class and like a crazy freak I decided to evaluate an organizational process instead of something simple like a training program. But, a girl must go with her strengths and I love to think about organizational things and given the fact that my organization just laid off about half of its employees gave me the perfect starting place. The professor liked my idea and said I had thought out my goals and objectives so well that she was pleased and looked forward to reading the paper. Of course she said this in an email on Thanksgiving so it is possible she was in a turkey coma at the time.

Excuse me, but I have a date with nail clippers and a beer.

This morning I got into the car and found my keys. They were wedged in between the driver’s seat and the center console. I had to wrench them out of there. I think the fabric at the base of the seat had covered them and we missed them in our multiple searches of the car.

The key opens the car door and starts the car. So much for what I thought all that programming and immobilization meant. I figured if the car and keys were reprogrammed the car wouldn’t start with the old key. At least the old key won’t remotely open the car or trunk or set the alarm, but a car thief could have certainly driven the car away.

We moved offices on Monday and it sucks at the new location. For starters it is farther away for nearly all of us. There’s a heating/air conditioning unit on the roof that happens to be right over my office. That thing is loud as hell all morning. Then there’s the constant chit chat, hollering and marching about that goes on there. I do have a door and that’s something I haven’t had in years.

This weekend I’m going to kick my own ass because I have a paper due on the 12th and I’ve done hardly any work on it. I really need to finish it this weekend because next weekend we’re babysitting The Niece all weekend and there won’t be much time for homework.

Speaking of school, I participated in the MEd panel last night. There were four of us talking to a class of undergraduates. I think it went OK. We’re all pretty passionate about what we do and we all have interesting stories to tell about how we got where we are today. The class was a little subdued but the professor reported that there was much conversation after we left.