| | | | | | Thursday, February 08, 2007 |
| | Oy,
So my calendar is filling up, it is filling up with stuff. I am already craving free time (you know real free time, time that one spends to do things one enjoys, not time spent without any specific commitment but is actually slotted towards doing stuff. Example: I had today off work, but I spent from 1pm-5pm in the library researching and then writing a biography for class, and tomorrow on my day off I will be cleaning the house and doing all my reading for the week, and calling the phone company so's that I can get internet). I understand, intellectually, that this is a big part of adult life, but I don't have to like it, do it?
Oh god, DO I?
Also, Ed's schedule is filling up too, meaning there is less overlapping time in both of our schedules. And I know I should just accept the fact that that means less Ed per week, but I -like- talking to him the amount that I do. But trying to keep our current communication levels stable means inconveniencing one or both of us, which is no good. I also have to balance slotting Sterling into my free time (I wonder if I could convince him that it would be AWESOME to spend the day at the Woodland public libary doing research about the history of Woodland... I doubt it. As it is I've convinced him he really wants to go the Crocker Art Museum with me). And the fact that he can sometimes be difficult to reach is going to matter more and more. For example I'm seeing him Saturday to go dancing, but I work Saturday proper (meaning I'll rush home from work to get ready to see him) and then I have to be BACK at work at seven am the next day (we'll finish up probably around two, I'll get four hours sleep and then BAMN work time). And I'm not sure where I'll be able to dedicate the time to make up the sleep (otherwise I'll fall asleep at an inconvenient time and screw up EVERYTHING. I fell asleep in the middle of reading earlier this week).
My classes are time intensive in different ways. My historiography class takes up time outside of class because I need to go to the library every week check out and then copy the reserve readings, then do the reserved readings and then the bought book readings (this week I have to read the Communist Manifesto and a book on the French revolution... the whole three hundred page book by tuesday). The other two aren't really reading heavy (although there are readings every week which I must do) but they seem to have this idea that everyone has all this time to spend researching things (compare and contrast the websites of these twenty five museums, rate them on effectivness, using the American Association of Museums criteria as a guideline, also please write a four to five page paper on the history of one of these seven cities... we're not going to tell you where to find this information, we want you to find crazy sources all on your own... hint: the library is only the starting place). And of course my classmates are crazy committed to this thing, so we ALL have to be crazy committed.
I feel like I'm not good enough... like a lot.
And as it stands now, I'm probably not.
I was joking with one of my coworkers that I can do all this because I don't have a social life, and I don't really so that should be good. But boy I'm going to miss my leisure time.
Oh, this turned into a bitch session... gee, sorry about that. I meant to fill you in on the News, but instead I complained. Um, the news, the news... um, I've been busy. My class time has been interesting (the Railroad museum is cool), and work has been good (been working with the morning crew, and I like James and Lisa so it's been fun... also we're all pretty tired making jokes that would be kinda lame HILARIOUS). Uh, yeah, that's it!
posted by Amber at 10:21 PM
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