sorry hos
i'm so tired, totally jet lagged and drank half a bottle of cold medicine this morning. I've been awake since 5:30. I'm at north campus waiting around for rzoo to finish up so I can try to hitch a ride home. I want to have a long nap and go over to the pink after that. I have some drinking buddies I need to catch up with. I can't wait to have a chicken sandwich from the pink. Come on out y'all!
What an easy day for my students. I kept them here for 30 minutes. That is all. Monday will be serious, ha ha. It's time to animate some shit (not literally). I plan on making some really silly demos. I think this is going to be a fun class. I was happy to force register a girl. I love boys and everything but I have to wonder why my classes are always so predominately male. Don't woman want to make movies, express themselves? It is strange that there are so many female grad students but so few female undergrads, at least in my area. What is up with that?
I feel like I'm back at home, back at my institution. I feel a million miles from weimar and it makes me sad because even though there were less people who cared about me there, I felt as though I had more space to follow my desires, less responsibilities. One thing I realized in weimar is how much I love teaching. I hope these students don't think I'm to much of a flake after the brief performance I gave them today. Well, I told them I'm insane and if they can't deal with it...run.
What an easy day for my students. I kept them here for 30 minutes. That is all. Monday will be serious, ha ha. It's time to animate some shit (not literally). I plan on making some really silly demos. I think this is going to be a fun class. I was happy to force register a girl. I love boys and everything but I have to wonder why my classes are always so predominately male. Don't woman want to make movies, express themselves? It is strange that there are so many female grad students but so few female undergrads, at least in my area. What is up with that?
I feel like I'm back at home, back at my institution. I feel a million miles from weimar and it makes me sad because even though there were less people who cared about me there, I felt as though I had more space to follow my desires, less responsibilities. One thing I realized in weimar is how much I love teaching. I hope these students don't think I'm to much of a flake after the brief performance I gave them today. Well, I told them I'm insane and if they can't deal with it...run.
