help! college things!

I was planning out my future this evening -- mostly financial issues for next year -- and it occurred to me that I'm going to have to do a lot of research Real Soon Now. See, I want to be a teacher. This requires, among other things, completing a certain pattern of courses at an accredited institution of higher education. Now, the community college I'm attending next year offers a two-year program that will let you transfer as a junior to a four-year school, with a lot of those requirements already filled.

BUT... I've already taken two years, give or take, of classes at my current university. And, you know, it would be really silly to just give that up, even though my grade record is a little spotty. (*mutters* damn depression and maladaptive behavioral patterns *mutters*) So should I do the two-year program, or should I just piece together a year of my own classes, and then do one final year somewhere else?

Bugger all. Must go and ask advice from administrative people at the college. Maybe tomorrow, when I'm downtown buying candles. Because I need candles for Saturday's worship workshop. Also tinfoil. No, wait, I already have tinfoil. Gah! Must focus!

At least I have some good job leads. Details to be learned Sunday, when I corner some people after church. Unless they're coming to the Soul Food Saturday workshops...? Hmmm.

help! college things!

I was planning out my future this evening -- mostly financial issues for next year -- and it occurred to me that I'm going to have to do a lot of research Real Soon Now. See, I want to be a teacher. This requires, among other things, completing a certain pattern of courses at an accredited institution of higher education. Now, the community college I'm attending next year offers a two-year program that will let you transfer as a junior to a four-year school, with a lot of those requirements already filled.

BUT... I've already taken two years, give or take, of classes at my current university. And, you know, it would be really silly to just give that up, even though my grade record is a little spotty. (*mutters* damn depression and maladaptive behavioral patterns *mutters*) So should I do the two-year program, or should I just piece together a year of my own classes, and then do one final year somewhere else?

Bugger all. Must go and ask advice from administrative people at the college. Maybe tomorrow, when I'm downtown buying candles. Because I need candles for Saturday's worship workshop. Also tinfoil. No, wait, I already have tinfoil. Gah! Must focus!

At least I have some good job leads. Details to be learned Sunday, when I corner some people after church. Unless they're coming to the Soul Food Saturday workshops...? Hmmm.

TOO MUCH NOISE

What has happened so far today:

I was awakened by drunken people outside my window at about 9 in the morning. Too early for this!

I was awakened again by the house fire alarm at 11:30. Byron burnt something in the toaster. Damnit, this is happening too often.

Now the loudspeaker from Libe Slope is blaring in my window all the way in Collegetown. Grrr. And drunken people are still wandering around.

The drunken people are drunk because today is the last day of classes. Otherwise known as Slope Day. Where thousands of people gather on Libe Slope between the Arts Quad and West Campus, to drink themselves silly and listen to random second-rate music groups.

Except so far they aren't playing music, just talking.

Really, really loudly.

And then all the drunken people cheer.

Also really, really loudly.

I am SO glad I'm leaving now for the Commons, where it will be blessedly QUIET.

TOO MUCH NOISE

What has happened so far today:

I was awakened by drunken people outside my window at about 9 in the morning. Too early for this!

I was awakened again by the house fire alarm at 11:30. Byron burnt something in the toaster. Damnit, this is happening too often.

Now the loudspeaker from Libe Slope is blaring in my window all the way in Collegetown. Grrr. And drunken people are still wandering around.

The drunken people are drunk because today is the last day of classes. Otherwise known as Slope Day. Where thousands of people gather on Libe Slope between the Arts Quad and West Campus, to drink themselves silly and listen to random second-rate music groups.

Except so far they aren't playing music, just talking.

Really, really loudly.

And then all the drunken people cheer.

Also really, really loudly.

I am SO glad I'm leaving now for the Commons, where it will be blessedly QUIET.

marvelous evil plot ideas!

Got back from the Commons. I have extra tea-light candles for tomorrow, which is good. But I couldn't find any longer generic non-pillar candles, which is bad because I kind of need one as a lighter. Must email Marcia and ask her to bring a few.

In other news, I was working on Secrets just now, and it occurred to me that I have an actual plot reason for keeping Sir Vladislav von Pitula in the story, besides just liking him. See, he's the enchanted armor of a guy who was a member of the Teutonic Knights, who had what ammounted to a kingdom in what's now northern Poland, back from maybe 1190 to about 1525, give or take, at which point they quit being an ecclesiastical fighting order and turned the remaining bit of their land into a hereditary dukedom -- ie, East Prussia.

Anyway, they were German. (And yes, I do have valid backstory reasons why a knight with a mostly Polish name was a member of a mostly ethnically German order. And they will get into the story in very abbreviated form, sooner or later.) And the incantation Tom has Ginny do to hook their life-forces together and allow him to possess her is in German.

I was going to have her look it up in the library, but now that I have Sir Vladislav as a character, who knows German, it's all going to be much easier. And simpler.

Plus, hey, magically animated suit of armor vs. a magically animated memory from a diary. Man, my Ginny does make the weirdest friends...

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The band on the slope is now playing a mediocre cover of U2's Sunday Bloody Sunday. Good song, but the original is so much better... Wah!

[Edited to fix dates on secularization of the Ordenstaat. Not that anyone will ever notice, but I am hideously embarrassed at being off by over 50 years. 1525-ish, not 1460-ish. *facepalm*]

marvelous evil plot ideas!

Got back from the Commons. I have extra tea-light candles for tomorrow, which is good. But I couldn't find any longer generic non-pillar candles, which is bad because I kind of need one as a lighter. Must email Marcia and ask her to bring a few.

In other news, I was working on Secrets just now, and it occurred to me that I have an actual plot reason for keeping Sir Vladislav von Pitula in the story, besides just liking him. See, he's the enchanted armor of a guy who was a member of the Teutonic Knights, who had what ammounted to a kingdom in what's now northern Poland, back from maybe 1190 to about 1525, give or take, at which point they quit being an ecclesiastical fighting order and turned the remaining bit of their land into a hereditary dukedom -- ie, East Prussia.

Anyway, they were German. (And yes, I do have valid backstory reasons why a knight with a mostly Polish name was a member of a mostly ethnically German order. And they will get into the story in very abbreviated form, sooner or later.) And the incantation Tom has Ginny do to hook their life-forces together and allow him to possess her is in German.

I was going to have her look it up in the library, but now that I have Sir Vladislav as a character, who knows German, it's all going to be much easier. And simpler.

Plus, hey, magically animated suit of armor vs. a magically animated memory from a diary. Man, my Ginny does make the weirdest friends...

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The band on the slope is now playing a mediocre cover of U2's Sunday Bloody Sunday. Good song, but the original is so much better... Wah!

[Edited to fix dates on secularization of the Ordenstaat. Not that anyone will ever notice, but I am hideously embarrassed at being off by over 50 years. 1525-ish, not 1460-ish. *facepalm*]

writing update

Scene one of chapter 7 of Secrets is done! Go me! I got over 1500 words written today, which, as I am a slow writer (and had to keep stopping to check canon references and styles of armor -- grrr, evil research), is quite good.

Drunken people are still wandering around, but it's settled down to the normal Friday night noise level.

However, Rajesh managed to set off the fire alarm -- the really ear-wrenchingly loud one with blinding flashee-thingies that can only be turned off the by fire department, which it calls -- by burning some rice around 9:00pm.

This has been a bad day for fire alarms -- two in less than twelve hours!

I think I may be the only person left in our house who hasn't set off the fire alarm at some point.

writing update

Scene one of chapter 7 of Secrets is done! Go me! I got over 1500 words written today, which, as I am a slow writer (and had to keep stopping to check canon references and styles of armor -- grrr, evil research), is quite good.

Drunken people are still wandering around, but it's settled down to the normal Friday night noise level.

However, Rajesh managed to set off the fire alarm -- the really ear-wrenchingly loud one with blinding flashee-thingies that can only be turned off the by fire department, which it calls -- by burning some rice around 9:00pm.

This has been a bad day for fire alarms -- two in less than twelve hours!

I think I may be the only person left in our house who hasn't set off the fire alarm at some point.