March 2007
moocowinthecity What do…
What do Buff Marines, Florida, Feminine Deodorant Spray, Steak & Potatoes, Walkers, Geckos, Retirement Villages, and Taxidermy all have to do with each other? Well, they’re all a part of my recent trip down to Florida and you’ll have to wait until my next post to find out how.
I’m at West Palm Beach airport, with Grandma, boarding our plane in 45 minutes or so heading up to New York City for Passover…I’ll be back down to Florida on Wednesday and back up to Buffalo on Thursday.
More when I land in New York.
Peace.
What do…
What do Buff Marines, Florida, Feminine Deodorant Spray, Steak & Potatoes, Walkers, Geckos, Retirement Villages, and Taxidermy all have to do with each other? Well, they’re all a part of my recent trip down to Florida and you’ll have to wait until my next post to find out how.
I’m at West Palm Beach airport, with Grandma, boarding our plane in 45 minutes or so heading up to New York City for Passover…I’ll be back down to Florida on Wednesday and back up to Buffalo on Thursday.
More when I land in New York.
Peace.
Interesting Development
…interesting development today; I’ll write about it later (I know, I know teaser post…deal), but it’s certainly one of those things that makes you stop and go “huh…”
I have a quiz today in 301 which means I need another nap soon, not that I’ve ever had a ‘sleep cycle’ so to speak, but this chest infection really isn’t helping with having anything resembling a normal sleep schedule.
Interesting Development
…interesting development today; I’ll write about it later (I know, I know teaser post…deal), but it’s certainly one of those things that makes you stop and go “huh…”
I have a quiz today in 301 which means I need another nap soon, not that I’ve ever had a ‘sleep cycle’ so to speak, but this chest infection really isn’t helping with having anything resembling a normal sleep schedule.
OMG, OMG, OMG I can’t wait to see this movie
I can’t wait to be there, when this thing turns into a cult classic and bombs, or when it bombs and turns into the best romantic comedy of the seasons.
Oh I hope this isn’t a hoax, GOD LORD I HOPE THIS ISN’T A HOAX (and as a note, be careful in NZ 
piett)
OMG, OMG, OMG I can’t wait to see this movie
I can’t wait to be there, when this thing turns into a cult classic and bombs, or when it bombs and turns into the best romantic comedy of the seasons.
Oh I hope this isn’t a hoax, GOD LORD I HOPE THIS ISN’T A HOAX (and as a note, be careful in NZ
Arabic Mid Terms, Modern Greek, Chest Infections and Field Work
Well, first; I went to the Medical Center on Monday, they asked how I was, I said I was feeling better. She asked if I was feeling better, why did I come. And I said that “by better, I mean I don’t feel like I was directly hit with a ton of bricks, more like a blanket party at this point” so the Nurse Practitioner did her thing, checked me out and said “I’m glad you’re feeling better…because you’re not.”
I was told that I had a severe chest infection (take that mild to moderate!). After looking at my chart (to check my age, I presume), and asking me if I had a car (to which my response was “Birkenstocks.”) I was prescribed a Z-Pack and cough medicine with codeine and told to have a ‘happy weekend’. I’m still a few days near getting rid of this thing; but I spent most of today blissfully stoned on cough medicine in class, being decently productive with only slightly glossed over eyes . As I made the rounds to tell my professors that I would be out of class on Tuesday to celebrate Passover, I had a coughing fit in front of Dr. Michelson’s office.
Dr. Michelson: “You sound awful, go home!”
Me: “I CAN’T, I HAVE CLASS” (hack, wheeze, hack, wheeze, lather, rinse, repeat)
Dr. Michelson: “…you have my class…”
I think my main issue with taking time off, is that I forget that my department’s faculty is composed of humans; most of whom don’t take attendance (small classes sort of negate the necessity for that). Mainly, I think the reason that I tend to shy away from taking any time off is that one time, after my accident (the one sophomore year where I fell six feet into a cement floor, smashed in my teeth, broke my nose and lacerated my lip) when a teacher failed me for missing four classes…the four absences were to get my teeth surgically re-inserted into my mouth. Ever since that time I’ve been incredibly wary about missing any class, because hot damn, if dental reconstructive surgery after an accident is a wussy excuse, then you feel like a real wimp for skipping out for something as minor a chest infection.
However, despite the urging of faculty and my peers…who strangely, sat about ten feet away from me today, I plowed on in blissful glee. Wolf’s course was wonderful (as usual), Dr. Michelson’s course was also great (we have a quiz on Thursday), Jürgen’s course was…Jürgen’s course: we received our field assignment in which we have to collaborate with a partner so covarla and I will be doing that; overall it seems like an interesting experiment and the materials to conduct it are provided for us so that’s even better. This then lead me to Arabic Class.
Arabic Mid-Term & Modern Greek
I received my Arabic Mid-Term today; I got a B; which I’m actually okay with (it’s been a tougher semester than previous) and considering I took that exam with a chest infection and a fever I think I did fairly well. Plus, I’m sure that I can walk away with an A- in the course. However, since this is the last of the Arabic Courses I can take at UB, I’ve opted to take a semester of Modern Greek in the coming fall. I really don’t like a semester without at least one language course and while I wanted to take Irish-Gaelic it was (as usual) already filled to capacity and the Sanskrit Course (which I wanted to retake) conflicts with Phonetics so I figured I’d go with Modern Greek, given Greece’s location in the Mediterranean and my affinity for Souvlaki and Spanakopita. UB really should offer Tok Pisin or Tagalog…though I do like Yanni (I know, I know…shut up) so it’s not that I’m complaining it just wasn’t my first choice.
I also really wanted to get into the Yoga, Canoeing or Hiking courses (all three of which I enjoy) but those too, were, sadly, closed out.
Okay, time to make some dinner, and watch some DVDs, and then go to bed. I have a busy day of paperwork and studying to do tomorrow.
Arabic Mid Terms, Modern Greek, Chest Infections and Field Work
Well, first; I went to the Medical Center on Monday, they asked how I was, I said I was feeling better. She asked if I was feeling better, why did I come. And I said that “by better, I mean I don’t feel like I was directly hit with a ton of bricks, more like a blanket party at this point” so the Nurse Practitioner did her thing, checked me out and said “I’m glad you’re feeling better…because you’re not.”
I was told that I had a severe chest infection (take that mild to moderate!). After looking at my chart (to check my age, I presume), and asking me if I had a car (to which my response was “Birkenstocks.”) I was prescribed a Z-Pack and cough medicine with codeine and told to have a ‘happy weekend’. I’m still a few days near getting rid of this thing; but I spent most of today blissfully stoned on cough medicine in class, being decently productive with only slightly glossed over eyes . As I made the rounds to tell my professors that I would be out of class on Tuesday to celebrate Passover, I had a coughing fit in front of Dr. Michelson’s office.
Dr. Michelson: “You sound awful, go home!”
Me: “I CAN’T, I HAVE CLASS” (hack, wheeze, hack, wheeze, lather, rinse, repeat)
Dr. Michelson: “…you have my class…”
I think my main issue with taking time off, is that I forget that my department’s faculty is composed of humans; most of whom don’t take attendance (small classes sort of negate the necessity for that). Mainly, I think the reason that I tend to shy away from taking any time off is that one time, after my accident (the one sophomore year where I fell six feet into a cement floor, smashed in my teeth, broke my nose and lacerated my lip) when a teacher failed me for missing four classes…the four absences were to get my teeth surgically re-inserted into my mouth. Ever since that time I’ve been incredibly wary about missing any class, because hot damn, if dental reconstructive surgery after an accident is a wussy excuse, then you feel like a real wimp for skipping out for something as minor a chest infection.
However, despite the urging of faculty and my peers…who strangely, sat about ten feet away from me today, I plowed on in blissful glee. Wolf’s course was wonderful (as usual), Dr. Michelson’s course was also great (we have a quiz on Thursday), Jürgen’s course was…Jürgen’s course: we received our field assignment in which we have to collaborate with a partner so covarla and I will be doing that; overall it seems like an interesting experiment and the materials to conduct it are provided for us so that’s even better. This then lead me to Arabic Class.
Arabic Mid-Term & Modern Greek
I received my Arabic Mid-Term today; I got a B; which I’m actually okay with (it’s been a tougher semester than previous) and considering I took that exam with a chest infection and a fever I think I did fairly well. Plus, I’m sure that I can walk away with an A- in the course. However, since this is the last of the Arabic Courses I can take at UB, I’ve opted to take a semester of Modern Greek in the coming fall. I really don’t like a semester without at least one language course and while I wanted to take Irish-Gaelic it was (as usual) already filled to capacity and the Sanskrit Course (which I wanted to retake) conflicts with Phonetics so I figured I’d go with Modern Greek, given Greece’s location in the Mediterranean and my affinity for Souvlaki and Spanakopita. UB really should offer Tok Pisin or Tagalog…though I do like Yanni (I know, I know…shut up) so it’s not that I’m complaining it just wasn’t my first choice.
I also really wanted to get into the Yoga, Canoeing or Hiking courses (all three of which I enjoy) but those too, were, sadly, closed out.
Okay, time to make some dinner, and watch some DVDs, and then go to bed. I have a busy day of paperwork and studying to do tomorrow.