Ahmusings

The 98% humorous musings of M. Lizabeth Currain

Category: misery

Self Destruct

Oh man. I’m really feeling out of sorts. So what do I do when this kind of thing happens? I go on a self destructive OkCupid messaging spree. Remember this guy? Well, I messaged him. Because he kept looking at my goddamn profile! Like stop looking at it, or just fucking message me you dipshit. And since I had nothing better to do at 11pm, I present you with the following.

You hear that ladies and gents? More interesting claptrap to come tomorrow. He better not disappoint. He does seem to be responsive to that the whole “negging” strategy that is just so dumb that it works.

If he were to ask me out, I would totally go on one of this stupid dates to a dance party at a loft, just so I could blog about it. And then kill myself.

Group Projects

I cannot tell you all how much I hate working in groups. There is something about having to rely on other people for part of a grade or completing a project that is really annoying. I’d rather just do it all myself. It also seems very strange to me that library school is so hellbent on group projects when it seems as though most of the people in library school have a social disorder where they don’t know how interact with people. This is probably not making me friends in the library world. Eh.

I also especially hate when professors form your groups for you. Do you want to know why? Because if I was able to choose my own group, I would definitely not have chosen as one of my members, THE GIRL WHO CAN’T CONTROL THE VOLUME OF HER VOICE and talks and talks yet there is nothing meaningful coming out. I have experience with this girl, because unfortunately I had to work with her on two projects last semester. One being where we had to write a paper together. Do you all know how awful that is? She was like backseat typist. Listen bitch, Mario fucking taught me how to type, I know what I’m doing.

This is going to be a long semester.

Let Me Count the Ways

That this day was painful.

1. Lack of sleep. For the life of me, I could not get to sleep last night. It was like my brain wouldn’t turn off and I just kept thinking about everything I need to get done, things that I wish would happen, etc. I tried counteracting it by counting. It doesn’t work.

2. It’s raining. By the time I got to work, my feet were soaked.

3. At work, there are a million things to get done. One of the girls that I work with has been out of the office since last Thursday. I’m only there part time. My boss came over and felt it necessary to point out, “These books sure are piling up. Better start sending them out before people start griping.” REALLY? I hadn’t noticed that there were over 70 books that needed to be input into the database and sent out to reviewers. I thought they were for show. You pointing it out, isn’t going to make it get done any faster, especially when people keep adding to the piles and keep giving me other projects that they need completed that second.

4. My lunch sucked. It was a sandwich the size of a playing card and carrots. I need my time back so I can cook meals with leftovers!

5. On my way to class, after work, I almost slipped out of my shoe because they were so wet. I ended up buying a plain black pair of flats.

6. I bought a plain black pair of flats at Urban Outfitters. I try not to spend money there, because they rejected me for a design job.

7. My Tuesday class…I don’t even know what to say about it. I’m not so sure it’s going to be useful.

8. The Q train stopped on the bridge for about 20 minutes.

9. It took almost an hour to get home.

10. I have homework due on Thursday that I only half understand and so far, only half completed.

11. I was supposed to read 70 pages for tomorrow’s class, but I still haven’t gotten that book in the mail yet.

12. I’m still waiting for that guy to email me back!

13. Well, we got to the point where we agreed to hang out again on Saturday. But he hasn’t emailed me back about a time or a place!

14. WHAT DOES IT ALL MEAN?

 

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