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laurelin_kitDream: I dreamed that I lived next door to Deputy Leo from Veronica Mars. Odd, since I haven't watched that show in months, but okay. Apparently in my dream history, he used to have a thing for me. My dream even included a flashback. He liked recycling, too. But, dream me somehow managed to fuck it up and turn him down and now he hated me and I felt guilty about it and wished I could fix it somehow.
I AM NOT KIDDING. MY DREAMS, THEY ARE NOT SUBTLE.
I just typed this whole thing about how I can see that gross kid who chews on his fingers all the time but it grossed me out to even think about it that much, and it's kind of boring if you're not sitting near him feeling bile rise in your throat.
I'm debating whether or not to move my computer desk into the living room. Thrilling, I know. I have so little out there now that I definitely have the room, but where will I put my glasses when I sleep? Right now I just have my sofa and a handful of end tables. (Seriously, I have like five.) One of which holds the TV. I don't have any creative solutions popping out at me for what to do with this room. And I need another access point, because right now my wireless doesn't work.
To get back to class-related bitching, there's this woman in Ecology here that drives me up the wall. She's in her fifties, with mom jeans and curly suburban mom hair. And she constantly, constantly, CONSTANTLY talks in class. I'm not saying talking to the people next to her or anything, she raises her hand at EEEEVERYTHING. In the middle of lecture, she'll raise her hand and start, not arguing with the professor, but, like, debating with him. She'll bring up things that should be asked at the end of lecture, or in office hours. And she can't just answer a simple question, like when, for instance, Dr. Jenkins is trying to remember the name Brazilian tree peppers. She has to go on about how they're in her neighborhood, and she sees them all the time, and oh my God shut up. This is not your talking time. I don't even know how to properly explain exactly what she does, but everyone in the class sighs when she does this.
We were just talking about alternative stable states and she raised her hand and goes "Now, could Florida be an example of this, with the -"
"Are you reading my slides? We'll get to that." Jenkins was being playful, but firm. We are getting to it.
"Because it's getting so dry, and..."
"We'll get to that."
(almost sulky) "Okay."
Drives me crazy. She just did it again while I was typing that, and I actually heard someone mutter "shut up."
I AM NOT KIDDING. MY DREAMS, THEY ARE NOT SUBTLE.
I just typed this whole thing about how I can see that gross kid who chews on his fingers all the time but it grossed me out to even think about it that much, and it's kind of boring if you're not sitting near him feeling bile rise in your throat.
I'm debating whether or not to move my computer desk into the living room. Thrilling, I know. I have so little out there now that I definitely have the room, but where will I put my glasses when I sleep? Right now I just have my sofa and a handful of end tables. (Seriously, I have like five.) One of which holds the TV. I don't have any creative solutions popping out at me for what to do with this room. And I need another access point, because right now my wireless doesn't work.
To get back to class-related bitching, there's this woman in Ecology here that drives me up the wall. She's in her fifties, with mom jeans and curly suburban mom hair. And she constantly, constantly, CONSTANTLY talks in class. I'm not saying talking to the people next to her or anything, she raises her hand at EEEEVERYTHING. In the middle of lecture, she'll raise her hand and start, not arguing with the professor, but, like, debating with him. She'll bring up things that should be asked at the end of lecture, or in office hours. And she can't just answer a simple question, like when, for instance, Dr. Jenkins is trying to remember the name Brazilian tree peppers. She has to go on about how they're in her neighborhood, and she sees them all the time, and oh my God shut up. This is not your talking time. I don't even know how to properly explain exactly what she does, but everyone in the class sighs when she does this.
We were just talking about alternative stable states and she raised her hand and goes "Now, could Florida be an example of this, with the -"
"Are you reading my slides? We'll get to that." Jenkins was being playful, but firm. We are getting to it.
"Because it's getting so dry, and..."
"We'll get to that."
(almost sulky) "Okay."
Drives me crazy. She just did it again while I was typing that, and I actually heard someone mutter "shut up."
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Date: 2009-03-26 02:20 pm (UTC)Which is not to say that all older folk in college are annoying, but I have noticed a trend that they are ALL ALWAYS well prepared, which occasionally falls into that REALLY FUCKING ANNOYING zone.
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Date: 2009-03-26 02:47 pm (UTC)I've had that lady in my classes too (probably not the exact same one). Of course her questions tended to be completely ridiculous and off-point.
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Date: 2009-03-26 09:07 pm (UTC)It's VERY annoying. It makes me want to tell them to clam up. I want to hear what the professor is going to say, not what you're blabbing on about!
Dreams are weird; I'll often have dreams about things I haven't seen or heard in months or years. Veronica Mars dream OMG! Though it's a bit disappointing you weren't Veronica's detective partner or something cool. Don't worry, I usually manage to screw up my dreams too. DISAPPOINTMENT.