D R A M A.

6 weeks

you know you've stayed up too late when you get the nytimes.com email as soon as it's sent.

self-objectification and depression are not good, in combination the results can be horrific, especially if one has low levels of alexithymia. watch out.

3 more pages of bs to write - then it's time for bed. but first, more coffee.

another looong shift at the copy center

just spent about 4 hours searching for jobs. i'm under-qualified for just about everything. too bad i don't speak burmese, then i could be a language teacher here in madison. BUT when i have my masters i can teach WS 102 - crazy, huh? (not that i'd actually want to teach WS 102, but still)

before i work these long shifts (7 hours sitting in a room by myself - oh, not by myself, how could i forget the copy machines?!) i get really ambitious, thinking i'm going to get so much homework done, then write letters to everyone i know, then read. it rarely works out that way, i usually end up playing around on the internet (damn literati!), or doing the crossword puzzle. oh well. maybe tomorrow i'll start working on that exam (!)

almost went to taco bell for dinner, then i remembered what a bad experience i had when i ate at mcdonald's last week. i went to qdoba instead. not much better, but the food is a bit fresher. at least it tastes that way.

time to start my novel for e. european lit, April Fool's Day by Josip Novakovich.

i ate mcdonalds yesterday - BIG mistake. i had a craving for chicken mcnuggets (with sweet & sour sauce, of course), then i saw someone walking down the street with a shamrock shake - so i went, got a happy meal (complete with a finding nemo and about 20 french fries), got the shake, and went to work. about an hour later i felt gross. i guess after work i looked clammy and sickly. i don't think i'll be eating mcdonalds anytime soon.

went to a party last night and played spin the bottle...it was...interesting. got home around 2:30 then ran off to the copy center a few hours later.

and now it's spring break - and we got about 3 inches of snow last night!

must. write. papers.

the american journal of psychiatry was called the american journal of insanity up until 1921. i guess after 1921 it wasn't pc anymore to call people "insane"

I want to be an Urban Demographer when I grow up

I'm currently writing a paper explaining why a large department store should locate in the community "In Desperate Need." I am explaining Growth Pole Theory and the Political Economy Theory of Urban Growth. Urban planning major? Business? Community Development? No. Sociology. Urban Demography. BLAH.

Being the procrastinator/nerd that I am, I spent some time on census.gov seeing how "In Desperate Need" Newburgh, the old home town, is. It's pretty scary. What's even more horrifying is how you can get a map and see where certain indicators (people living below poverty line, people holding a high school diploma, foreign born, etc.) are concentrated.

9 more weeks till graduation. I haven't started a day-by-day countdown yet, it's scary enough to know that there are 9 weeks left. God.

Even though I'm dreading graduation and leaving the womb that is UW - Madison, I really want spring/summer/some type of non-snowy weather to come. I miss my Birkenstocks and my Chacos, tank tops, open windows, skirts, sailing and most of all my bike. I had to wait 25 minutes for the bus this morning (3 busses passed by before one stopped to pick us up) and arrived 20 minutes late for class. What normally would have been a 10 minute bike ride turned into a 45 minute stand-in-snow-stand-on-packed-bus event.

Oh yeah. And I didn't check the copy machines once during my 4 hour shift. oops.

Anyone know if it's illegal to make copies of your health insurance card? Some guy asked me today. (I wouldn't know because 1. I've never been asked before, 2. Who asks that, 3. Who cares, and 4. I don't even have health insurance so how the hell would I know?)