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Friday, April 30, 2004
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Yesterday was one of the most beautiful days ever. Yes, a little too warm to be perfect, but I'm not complaining - hot is good, too (it was in the low 80's)! After missing class, I got dressed and went outside to take some photos with my digital camera, and then do some reading on top of the campus store. It was nice to be outside. Then I actually went to my other class (last one I'm going to this semester, so ever) and then home. And poker!
Except I lost $20 in poker last night, which annoys me. Normally, I don't get annoyed about losing money there, but I know that the reason I lost money last night was because I wasn't concentrating on the game. Why you say, was I not concentrating on the game? Stupid fraternity stuff. There was an incident that got blown way out of proportion in regards to the actual incident itself, but it bothers me that no one saw something like this coming, what with all the bad blood that's been breeding all semester long. A semester of nothing but people accusing each other of being the one's to blame with no one taking responsibility has resulted in several angry brothers, at least one very frustrated and concerned eboard member and a ruined game. I would really like to see the semester, my last here, end on a high note between my friends and brothers, since the end of the semester is supposed to be a fun time for everyone, and it's been a rough semester for me, with the only saving grace being my friends. But I'm tired of feeling guilty and judged about who I choose to hang out with, and that shouldn't happen when everyone's supposed to be friends.
On another note, I have to miss my last slope day. I have an interview for a job in NYC next Friday - I most likely won't take the job, but I couldn't turn down the interview, nor could I schedule for a different day. Since I have to drive to the city, I'll get together with as many friends as I can, and mostly bring Demetri back to Ithaca for the weekend's festivities (minus the drinking on the slope thing). It'll be good to see some people.
I'm getting a little frustrated about the future thing. I know what I want to do, and I've made up my mind, even if I keep telling people I'll keep my options open. They really are, I just don't think they'll be necessary. When I tell everyone what I'm doing and why, I can tell by their response that they aren't listening to me and that where they think I should live and what I should do with my future is so totally tainted by where they live. People from Illinois want me to go back to Illinois, people in Buffalo want me to move there, people in NYC want me to move to NYC and of course, people in Boston want me to move to Boston (no, they are not exempt from this). I can't make myself get excited about jobs outside of Boston. I don't know how I've made it far enough to have at least one, possibly another, site interview next week, for jobs that I know are not what I want. My instincts tell me that I need to go to Boston this summer, and I need to establish my life.
I'm finishing up the analysis on my project today. No more analysis! Now just compiling information and writing. I can't believe it's almost done! There will also be bbq and movie goodness tonight, which is exciting. And DEFINITELY applying to Boston jobs tomorrow. I'm going to make this happen.
- Lizzardie, at 11:11 AM
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Monday, April 26, 2004
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So I told my parents about my plans. Let me tell you, they sounded pleased. I think that they think I'm screwing up my life, but when have they ever approved of what I want to do, and when have I ever cared (or at least let that stop me). And after talking to Herb, I've figured out how I'm going to move all of my stuff to Boston, other than my double-sized bed which is too big to fit on the top of any car that we'll have (mine, Herb's, and maybe Jeff's). So, if you know anyone who wants to buy a double-size bed and can get it from Ithaca, hey, let me know. It seems the best plan is to sell it and then just buy a new one in Boston.
The highlight of my weekend was Saturday night. I was invited over to Ian's for a barbeque - there was so much food! It was me and Ian and Karen and Alexis and Dan. We had cheeseburgers (complete with slices of tomato!), barbeque chicken, corn on the cob and grilled pineapple (soaked with rum, butter and brown sugar). Then Alexis went and got a bottle of yummy German reisling and we watched a few episodes of Twin Peaks (which is a very weird show). It was a nice evening with some awesome friends. :-)
I'm almost done with the analysis on my project. I'm thisclose. And I will be happy then, even though there's a presentation and a report left to write. I am so looking forward to being done and if you'll be in Boston on May 14th, and want to drink a lot, let me know. Because I'll certainly be there getting trashed (or at least that's what I hope for).
One fun thing about today was the mail. I got something from Herb, which was weird because I usually don't get mail from him unless he tells me he's sending something. I opened it up, and there were these pictures, which looked like they were taken out of some sort of book or pamphlet. The pictures were of baby seals! He's always making fun of me, saying that I club baby seals, and he found this game on the internet called Clubby the Seal for me. Anyway, last week, during one of my periods of flipping out, he told me he was going to send me seals to club, just to make me happy. I kinda blew it off, because of course he couldn't actually send me a real seal and besides what would I do with it (since I obviously wouldn't club it - I saw that on TV last week and was horrified). But it didn't occur to me that he would send me paper seals! He said he was even going to send me a paper club, but figured I would want to use my own. It was a really awesome gesture. :-)
That's my happy story of the day. I have this group paper to write for a class. And project stuff. So I should go and do that.
- Lizzardie, at 10:31 PM
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Saturday, April 24, 2004
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Today is Saturday and beautiful, just the way I like it. I'm going to clean my room, and then apply to some jobs, I think. And later tonight there shall be an Indiana Jones marathon at my apartment. Woohoo.
So, it's been decided that I'm going to move to Boston this summer, job or not. It turns out that Asheen, one of Herb's roommates, is moving out, and there is an available room there. It's been offered to me for a few months, and as that makes my life vastly easier in that I don't have to find an apartment/roommates, I gladly accepted. It'll be interesting living there, to say the least, but I definitely think it's the best thing I can do to for these next two months. So, for at least June and July, I shall live near Inman Square in Somerville, MA, within walking distance of Harvard and near numerous squares. How exciting. The apartment is nice, too, which is an added bonus to the situation.
The next thing to do is find a job. Herb has actually been trying to help me with that, too, which has made me feel so much better. It's just to know that there are people who are behind my efforts and who believe in me. I'm still scared to death, but, you know, that's the way the cookie crumbles.
My project is squeaking by. One member of my group said he wants to do a lot of writing this week, which is kind of a relief to me, since while I could write a good report, it takes so much motivation for me to write, and I spend so much time sitting there doing nothing until the paragraphs magically appear in my head and I finally spew them out. And my analysis is moving along, which is pleasant as well. Just a little bit of work left and the semester is over. It's hard to believe I only have 2 more weeks left of class before I'm done, possibly forever (depending on whether or not I decide to go to business school later on). And after 5 years, I'll be moving away from Ithaca for the last time. That's sad, too, as much as I'm ready to move on. I do love this little city dearly (especially on days like today). No worries for my beloved friends who will still be here - I'll stil visit ocassionally.
I feel like I should call my parents and break the news about my summer plans to them. This should be fun.
- Lizzardie, at 5:46 PM
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Wednesday, April 21, 2004
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Motivation, where are you?
I came to sign into Blogger today, and there was an invitation to try Google's new Gmail, so I thought I'd give it a whirl. So, if you want, feel free to email me at enjones@gmail.com (at least being a tester ensures me a simple and professional address like that, which is not likely to happen later when other E. Jones's start signing up). I figure everyone's talking about it, so if I have an opportunity to try it, why the hell not.
I applied for this job with this NPR show Living on Earth today. Herb found the job posting for me, and it's as a Business Manager. I think I'm underqualified for it, but the pay level is good, it's in Somerville, and it's the sort of position that I want. Herb is REALLY optimistic for me, which I guess is good, because I'm so dejected about the job search right now that maybe someone has to be optimistic. I actually don't think I'm pessimistic, I think I'm being realistic... the honest truth is that most of the jobs I apply for I don't hear anything back about or they send me a form email telling me they aren't going to pursue my application. So, I've learned to not get my hopes up about individual jobs until I get an interview, and, well, those are few and far between these days.
I have an interview this evening via phone with Gotham Consulting. It's the second phone interview with them, because apparently they do two phone interviews before they do a site interview. And then tomorrow I have an interview with Praxair, on campus, that my aunt sorta got me. The former position is in New York City, and the latter in Buffalo (or Tonawanda, really), so you can imagine that I'm not exactly over-the-top excited about either one of them. But, I will think carefully about what I want to do if I get an offer, and even if I were to not take an offer from either of these companies, it would certainly be a morale booster, and I would get a better idea of what sort of salary I should be aiming for.
In the meantime, I have a ton of work to do and a meeting with the project advisors tonight. Fun fun fun...
- Lizzardie, at 4:30 PM
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Monday, April 19, 2004
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I have a little bit of time, so I thought I'd write.
I'll preface this by saying that while this past week has pretty much SUCKED, the weather is really nice (despite the occasional thunderstorms, which don't last long) because it's the perfect temperature and the air just FEELS happy, so you can't help but feel good. It makes me like Ithaca again.
Let's see.... a week ago was the weekend I went to Rochester and Buffalo. Dinner in Rochester was fun. I met up with Bolcar and after an attempt at going to Dinosaur BBQ (too long of a wait) we ended up at Bugaloo Grill or something like that. We had steaks and I had banana foster for dessert, yum. Helen finally showed up like 2 hours into our dinner and had some food with us. It was good to see them. Then I headed to Buffalo to see my cousins. My cousin did a great job with dinner and it was good to see everyone (my aunt was back into town Sunday night and I ended up going over there and spending time with her before driving back Monday morning), but I've been trying to not think about the ridiculous stuff going on with my family, and I was kinda forced to do so that weekend.
When I got back Monday morning, Cat had hid Easter eggs around the apartment for me, which was cute. I then had one of the worst meetings of my life, or at least I left feeling like it was one of the worst meetings of my life. We had a teleconference with ADI about the project. Now, two days before, my team lied to me and told me that I hadn't told them that we should have a teleconference a month ago. Well, when the teleconference was over, I realized just how much better off we would have been if we'd had that teleconference a month ago. We've wasted a lot of time doing stuff that we could have known was pointless. And then, my team members told me that they'd decided to cancel the meeting we'd scheduled for later that night and we weren't going to meet until Saturday, which was too far away, given the time we were working with. I convinced them that we should meet for a little while, but by the time I left, I was pretty distraught.
And that's when things started to fall apart. Last Monday, around 3:00pm, I don't know if I've ever felt more overwhelmed. My project seemed like it would be impossible to finish and I've spent a lot of time pushing my team for nothing - it didn't save us from having way too much work to do before the end of the semester because these people couldn't be pushed. And now I don't have as much time to spend on the project because of projects for other classes (meeting up with 3 different groups multiple times a week sucks). AND, I have no job prospects (or at least none in Boston - I have a few interviews this week, not in Boston). AND, I have no money and no place to live after May 31st. I just had this overwhelming feeling of failure at everything I'd try to do this year, and no hopes of fixing it in time. I ran into Jenny as I held back tears on my walk home - she asked how I was and I burst into tears.
The week then oscillating from me feeling defeated but not caring to me freaking out and acting hysterical. None of my friends were any help - I swear, if one more person tells me that everything is going to be okay, I might kill them. I know that I used to be a big proponent of that saying (or maybe it was more, everything will work out for the best that I used to say? I don't remember), but for the first time in a very long time, I don't know if I can make things work out the way I want them to. Sure, I can move to Boston for the summer and look for a job - but what if the end of August rolls around and I still don't have a job? I can't live out there forever without a job. My family seems to be under the impression that even though I want to live in Boston, I'll settle for something less than what I want, namely, to be somewhere near them. And when I talked to my mom the other day, I explained to her that I don't want to do that because that's how people get stuck.... they settle for something temporarily until they can find something better and then they never do because they stop looking because they have other priorities/commitments. I don't want that to be me.
I've snapped out of the despair somewhat. If I'm going to have any hope of making my life what I want it to be, I've got to at least try and get through the rest of the semester and graduate. I'm not sure anymore if the MEng degree was the best decision I ever made, but who knows, maybe one day I'll look back on it with a more favorable light. Right now I just want to be done, and I've been working hard since Thursday to make that happen.
The weekend was at least productive and fun. Bolcar and Demetri were both in town this weekend. Friday night we ended up at The Nines for dinner, and then went to Moonshadows, which is this bar on the Commons for Bolcar's friend Jessica's brother's 21st birthday. I decided I was going to drink a lot, but I only got through 2 drinks there. From there we went to Castaways, down by the lake. There were a few bands there and they were great. One was a mellow rock-esque band (I'm not good with genres) called Missing in Action. The other was a jazzy saxophone based band called the Sam Kininger Group. I enjoyed it. Later there was wings and hanging out at my apt - Bolcar, Demetri and Liz Hartman all ended up crashing at my place.
Saturday I had a meeting for the project, which went okay, then I made this wheat pasta with toasted hazelnuts, arugula, shallots and goat cheese for the International Potluck for the frat (I called it "Mediterranean" even though I am not Mediterranean). The potluck was fun, lots of good food, and then I came back to my apartment for a nap and some work. I went back for more frat stuff to the Hawaiian party where I drank some more and socialized, before calling it a relatively early night. Sunday was more work/meetings and then poker! It was nice to have a random poker night.
And now it's Monday again. And I'm painstakingly trying to get through everything I need to. I don't think I'm doing the best job I can, but I'm tired and there's a lot. I'm looking forward to tonight after my group meetings are over with. I'll need to do some grading, but after that I'll just need to do one problem set and work on the project for the week, which isn't too bad. And two interviews this week. And hopefully some job hunting for Boston jobs soon. I should go back to taking things one hour at a time, and maybe I won't freak out again for awhile. :-)
- Lizzardie, at 4:58 PM
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Saturday, April 10, 2004
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There is going to have to be a concentrated effort in improving my sleep patterns. I'm exhausted, and stressed, and something's gotta change because I'm not handling it very well. I have a little book on insomnia, and I'm going to take a few suggestions in mind and see what happens. Hopefully good things.- No more sleeping in front of the TV. Amy pointed out to me that while it's making me fall asleep, the background noise and light is probably interrupting my REM sleep. If I can't sleep, from now on I'll go into the living room, turn on one light and read for little bit. This will cut into my news intake, but I'll live.
- If I eat before bed, it'll be "comfort foods." I can have milk, but not chocolate milk, because chocolate contains caffeine. Vanilla milk it is, then, because I hate the test of regular milk. Tonight I'm also eating tuna salad, but I cut back on the mustard and pickle relish so as to not be getting so much of the spicy/vinegariness. And drinking wine before bed because I think it'll help me sleep is a no-no. Just drinking wine with friends from now on.
- My old friend essential oils is back. I've found some lavendar, tea tree and mandarin essential oils, which are all supposed to aid in sleep. A few drops of each on my pillows at night should be nice and relaxing.
- I may try and get my fan up and going in my room again, for the white noise and the breeze. It's still too cold for it to be on in my window, despite the electric blanket.
- The hardest one of all is going to be the bedtime thing. So... I'm going to attempt to go to bed by 1:00 or 2:00am every night, and get up around 8:00 or 9:00am every morning. This is because I have to be up at 8:00am three days a week, not because I want to be a morning person. And I get more done when I get up in the morning on days when I don't have to be anywhere. And no more naps. And if possible, before bed, I'll do more relaxing things for about an hour. This will have to mean cutting back on random web surfing and schoolwork, and put more of a focus on reading for fun and/or blogging. I've gotta destress if I'm going to handle all of the shit I've got to deal with in the next several weeks.
- I'm going to go back to putting up an away message when I sleep. The reason I stopped is silly, and typically isn't even worth it.
This should all help me get some more quality sleep and hopefully regain control of my emotions, destress and actually get the work I need to get done, done.
In other news, I tried an egg cream today, and was thoroughly disappointed. I think it might have been too much chocolate syrup (it blends better with the addtional of club soda) or maybe it was the club soda instead of sparkling water. In any case, I'll try it a few more times with a few changes to see if the results improve.
That's all. I should go to bed, in preparation for my new regime. :-)
- Lizzardie, at 2:00 AM
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Friday, April 09, 2004
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Reminder to self: you are always disappointed by reality tv shows. Don't watch them.
I taped the Apprentice today so that I could go and play poker. Poker was good. I went there with $15, $5 of which I owed for last week (because there was no change), so really $10. I lost all of that, borrowed the $5 back from Ian, won $4, had a dollar in my pocket that I found (so I guess I started with $11), and ended up with $9 because I came in second in the tournament. So all and all a good poker tournament. And now the Apprentice is disappointing.
I'm going to Rochester/Buffalo this weekend. Really Buffalo, but I'm stopping in Rochester to have dinner with Helen and Bolcar, which will be fun, and then I'll be in Buffalo for the Easter holiday with my cousins. Should be fun, I hope, though I'm worried that this is not a good time to get away. It's funny, because with my group, for the first time I feel like I'm dragging people down because I'm going to celebrate a Christian holiday. I guess it's just my white, suburban upbringing. I'm leaving late because they can't meet any earlier and all this nonsense. Grr because I move things around for the project and none of them do.
I have a lot of things on my mind lately, trying to sort out what I need to do in the next 7 weeks. I really really wish I had someone to talk to. But the thing is, I've got the friends who keep telling me not to worry because I'm smart, blah blah blah and I'll find something, blah blah blah. And I know they all mean well and I do love them, but I know that just because they say that doesn't mean it's true. And I am worried because it's not going to get done if I pretend like there's nothing to be concerned about - this is my life that's on the line. There are also the totally non-supportive friends who I expect more from. And my family who has no idea what's going on in my life. I just need someone to bounce things off of and to talk with about what I'm going to do if things don't work out. But no one seems willing to talk to me about that. I'm really scared. And I don't know what to do or what's the right decision or anything. And I really, really don't want anyone to tell me what to do - I know these are my decisions. But I wish that I felt like someone cared - cared enough to tell me something other than the standard answer that you give friends or cared enough not to blow me off. I know I complain a lot, but that's so that I can get through the day and not explode with the bad stuff. I'd do the same for any of my friends.
Not to mention that being sick for three weeks has drained me of all of my energy. Combine feeling weak with my general inability to get a decent night's rest... I wish things weren't so hard right now. Bottom-heavy classes, putting so much of the project off until now, I need a job, I need a place to live... I'm a mess.
And the world is going to end now, right, according to what I'm saying? I should just get some sleep.
- Lizzardie, at 3:04 AM
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Thursday, April 08, 2004
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Today was a bad day. I'm not really sure why. I didn't go to class, so I got plenty of sleep. But I just felt so tired and cranky and dizzy. Blah. I yelled at my group members, they love that. Then I came back to my apartment and took a nap. Meeting with the advisors went okay and then study hours. And then home, where I talked to my mom who has no idea where I've lived or worked or anything. Mom: "So you need to file returns in New York and Maryland?" Liz: "No, Maine." (a little while later...) Mom: "Okay, so you actually have two W-2's from Maryland." Liz: "Maine." I think I told her that I worked in Maine and not Maryland half a dozen times. Not to mention that I told her I was working in Maine when I worked in Maine, and that it would make more sense for me to have worked in Maine since Maine is next to New Hampshire, where I lived, and Maryland is far away from New Hampshire, which would have made a brutal commute. I should just do my taxes myself. I would have gotten my money back sooner, which would have helped me. And it wouldn't create this silly argument with her over how much money I owe and how to do my taxes. Blah. I'm also getting $100 less back than I thought because I wrote down the wrong number and made more money than I thought. Which sucks.
It's getting harder and harder to find something optimistic about my day when I wake up. And it's only worse when I go to bed. Each day gone is just one more day closer to dooms day for me. Today is April 7th (okay, now it's the 8th). I have this countdown to graduation on my AIM profile, which is not to say I can't wait until graduation, but more of a reminder of how little time I have. Now that it's April 8th, there are 52 days until graduation. Which means 53 days until my lease expires and I'll be homeless. Finding a place in Boston will not be difficult, I've been looking, and what's great is that the places that are available are in neighborhoods I trust - which makes sense because of all the colleges in the Cambridge/Somerville area - Harvard, MIT, Tufts and then BU, Northeastern and such in the city of Boston. I just wish I wasn't going on blind faith. I mean, it buys me three more months until I would have to go home, having failed again. But if I've failed then, then I've really failed and will really have no money (much more no money than I have now).
I guess what has been bringing me down the most today is that I feel like a complete failure and I don't know how to make things different. I feel like I have nothing but a couple pieces of paper to show for the last 5 years, and they aren't doing me much good. And I feel like my project is a failure. And my relationships with friends and my romantic relationships (or lack thereof, is more like it).... I've failed there, too. And I'm tired. SOOOO tired. I just want something to go right.
And Cat will probably see that I am back to my "the world is going to end" posts. So I should stop.
- Lizzardie, at 2:15 AM
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Tuesday, April 06, 2004
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Can I just say that I feel popular today? Four people added me on Thefacebook (for a total of 5 new friends since I added Cat) and a guestbook signing! What a day!
For those that don't know, Thefacebook is an "elite" version of Friendster and BuddyZoo. I say elite because it's by university (thus I'm registered as a Cornell University student and it lets me search through other Cornell University students and alumni) and it's currently only serving the Ivy League schools and others such as Stanford and MIT. It's like Friendster in that you register and build a profile and then can search through your friends' friends, though Friendster does it better (my favorite Friendster thing to do is to start clicking on random friends of friends and see if I can navigate from someone connected to, say, Demetri, and wind up with someone connected to my sister, for example). I think on this you only get to see the direct friends of your friends, though you can search through anyone at Cornell anyway, so it doesn't really matter. It's like BuddyZoo in that it gives you a graph of how everyone is connected. You can look at your graph or your friends' graphs, whatever. It's pretty cool. No pagerank, though, unlike BuddyZoo, so it's not as "google-esque" as BuddyZoo.
All of these things are of course a thorough waste of time and I really should be doing other work rather than surfing them or even writing about them.
- Lizzardie, at 1:50 AM
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Monday, April 05, 2004
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Cooking really amazes me sometimes. I mean, the ingredients make sense. But while I'm putting something together, there's always this self-doubt that it won't come out like it's supposed to. But then it does! After fearing my tiramisu was too soupy, it turns out that all you have to do is let it set for about 24 hours and it's great! And I was sure that my eggplant parmesan was going to be a disaster.... not enough sauce, and the sauce was way too salty. And then I pulled it out of the oven and served it into a bowl, and it looked just like eggplant parmesan! And yeah, the sauce was a tad on the salty side, but not ridiculously so. It's a learning process, I guess, because there's always going to be some variation in the recipe. Eggplant parm takes a damn long time to make, though. I want to start making ice cream next, but that's going to require an ice cream maker.
- Lizzardie, at 8:54 PM
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Saturday, April 03, 2004
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Oy. I've spent a lot of time over the last few days considering my options and working on my spreadsheets to determine how much money I need to make to not go bankrupt after graduation. After I calmed down a little from the paranoia and I changed a mistake I had made, I realized I need to make less money than I thought. Wonderful. It also helped to go to the websites of the banks/agencies that issued my loans and get some repayment option calculations. I now have a much better ballpark of what my monthly student loan payments will be, which makes me feel a thousand times better about, well, everything. Maybe I'll get by after all.
The option I'm not considering is moving to Boston after graduation regardless of having found a job there by that point. At first, this option seemed entirely out of the question to me, but after talking to a few people, maybe it might be the best option after all. I was worried about signing a lease and then being stuck with it for a year, even if I never find a job. But, it was pointed out to me that I could just sublet or rent on a monthly basis for the summer or something. Limiting my risk on rent is huge, I think. And, one thing I'm realizing is that I'm probably at a disadvantage by not having a Massachusetts/Boston address. Moving to Boston and having that to back me up would be really helpful. Maybe companies aren't interviewing me because they see I don't currently live there. I've definitely gotten several questions regarding wanting a job in Boston but being in New York or from Illinois from employers. Plus, with Adam's wedding in the middle of June in Rochester and all of my stuff being here and needing all of my stuff out East eventually (hopefully).... it doesn't make sense to me to go back to Illinois. The problem is, I have to figure out how to pay for it. I'm certainly glad that I payed off my credit cards now.
Tonight I also spent time doing my taxes, sorta. Because all of my W-2's go to my house in Illinois, my mom does my federal and Illinois returns for me. I've worked in other states, though, so I have to fill out non-resident forms for them (New York and Maine this year), which usually means I have to also change the Illinois return as well. My mom likes to put off the taxes for a long time, though, and so I never get the information I need until like 2 days before April 15th. This is annoying, so I took advantage of the fact that I save all of my pay stubs, found the last one for the respective employer for the year, and calculated tentative amounts for all of the returns. Once I get the real information (which shouldn't be any different) I'll actually fill out the forms and send them off. By my calculations, my net return this year is around $360. Getting money back is fun.
In other news, I got some midterms back today... A- and B+, go me. It's nice to know that I'm doing well in my classes, especially because I feel like I've been out of it for the last 3 weeks and need to play some catchup. And because my project is going to suck the life outta me for the next 6 weeks. Tentative presentation date in Boston: May 14th. Since that's a Friday, maybe I'll stick around for the weekend and celebrate the end of the project with the Boston friends before coming back to Ithaca for my last 2 finals (maybe ever). And then hopefully I'll be back in Boston soon after that. Wow, everything is happening so soon!
I also got an email from one of my professors today. I had filled out a survey in class and had mentioned that I've been sick and so I feel like I'm behind. The professor looked me up in his class database, I guess, found my email address, and took the time to email me, expressing concern. It was really nice. He also knows I'm an OR student, because he asked me a question about OR enrollment. I'm sure I put all of this information on a sheet at the beginning of the semester, but I was very pleasantly surprised to see him take the time to make sure I'm doing well. It made me feel very good about the quality of professors here. Well, that and the final extension I got last semester. And my advisor. In 5 years, I've gone through my time here at Cornell kinda on my own, not taking advantage of office hours or anything, really, and thinking that the professors don't care so much about the students. And it's only this year, my 5th year and really optional year, that I'm realizing how cool some of the professors are. It's really brought my opinion of Cornell up a lot, which is impressive, because most of the this year has made me not want to be here anymore (but that's more because I've been here so long).
I took a 3 hour nap tonight, which I didn't mean to do and was probably a mistake. I have stuff to do tomorrow, though, so I should probably try and sleep, despite how difficult it might be now. Naps are not always good. Helen will be in town tomorrow, though, yay!
- Lizzardie, at 3:30 AM
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Thursday, April 01, 2004
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The Word of the Day (M-W) is hypermnesia. :-)
Today is April 1st, and besides being April Fool's Day (of which I'm sure I'll be endlessly tricked as I'm ridiculously gullible), it is also the end of Alternate Sides Street Parking! Yay! Hopefully, this will mean no more parking tickets for the rest of the semester because I don't have to move my car every night. Parking tickets will only result from stupidity. Current parking ticket/towing total: $210. That is significantly less than the $600 I paid for parking last year, and is even less than the $375 I paid for parking for one semester prior to that. Of course, I've paid a lot more than $210 when you add in time, but at least I'm not out the money and the loss of time has not been detrimental.
- Lizzardie, at 1:32 AM
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