Stoopid School!

I just found out that DeVry didn’t “pack­age” my finan­cial aid for this semes­ter. Huh? I reg­is­tered the day reg­is­tra­tion opened, or near­ly so, as I recall. I wasn’t sched­uled to grad­u­ate. I did every­thing I’m sup­posed to do, in fact. Some­body there just dropped the ball.

Why isn’t that sort of thing auto­mat­ed so that doesn’t hap­pen? It isn’t as if the place spe­cial­ized in, oh, tech­ni­cal degrees or any­thing like that, right?

Then they inform me that because of their mis­take, my stu­dent loans are also screwed up, and I’m going to end up owing them over $4k for the semes­ter! What?!

Yes, I’m fight­ing this. That school has screwed up some­thing every sin­gle semes­ter I’ve attend­ed it! Unfor­tu­nate­ly, so did SPSU. Is this just a giv­en with col­leges? They only hire the incom­pe­tent, or they don’t hon­or com­pe­tence, or what? I know that schools usu­al­ly pay less than oth­er employ­ers, so maybe they can’t com­pete and don’t care to try?

For your sakes, I will not upload a record­ing of the bel­low of inar­tic­u­late rage this crap pro­voked. I think it would have bro­ken my micro­phone, any­way.

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Another One Down

I fin­ished up week 3 of the semes­ter, which means that we’re almost at the halfway point. I real­ly, real­ly want to get done with both class­es this semes­ter. I’ve had to drop the man­age­ment class twice in the past, and I’m tired of it!

The human­i­ties class isn’t that bad, oth­er than the “My Coun­try Right or Wrong” crowd. Some­one pulled out the old, “If you don’t like it you should just move” non­sense yes­ter­day. I wish I’d had a way to place a bet on how long it would take for that to hap­pen, as I fig­ured it was about time.
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Sunday and Homework

I’ve got to stop this. I keep pro­cras­ti­nat­ing each week, so I end up with a bunch of home­work to do on Sun­day. Blah. I know per­fect­ly well that I shouldn’t do that, because I can’t count on being able to focus on any par­tic­u­lar day. I even advised oth­er stu­dents with FMS against pro­cras­ti­nat­ing, for that very rea­son. So why do I end up, every week, rac­ing the clock to get it all done?

Not only is it stu­pid for me, it’s a bad exam­ple for the girl. And it adds to my stress, which makes me feel worse. Stu­pid, stu­pid, stu­pid.

I know part of it is a perfectionism/OCD thing. I put it off because my brain isn’t focus­ing mar­velous­ly, even though ratio­nal­ly I know that it doesn’t ever do that any more, and I’m not going to get mag­i­cal­ly less fog­gy on Sun­day just because I have assign­ments due.

I fall into doing oth­er things, too, then get obsessed with doing them per­fect­ly and spend hours on what should have been a 15-minute job. For instance, I was just going to add the books I’m read­ing at the moment to Now Read­ing yes­ter­day, and instead of stop­ping there I end­ed up putting in a bunch of books I want to read, and com­plet­ing entry of series I read in the past, and adding images to some records that were miss­ing them, and…

This, of course, is also when I get stuck on things like, “This desk is too clut­tered. I’ve got to put some things away. Where is that piece of paper with the new doctor’s num­ber on it? Oh, I need to call…” Half the things that start whirring through my head as my urgent can’t even be done on the week­ends, any­way, like mak­ing appoint­ments or check­ing on my Social Secu­ri­ty claim. Mak­ing to-do lists helps get some of them out of my head, but I don’t need to be mak­ing lists or blog­ging or any­thing else. I need to be study­ing!

I just real­ized that part of my “save it for Sun­day” thing has to do with Sun­day being Sam’s pod­cast­ing day. If he’s avail­able, I’d rather spend time with him than study. He won’t be avail­able on Sun­day, so I know I won’t have any­thing bet­ter to do then. It would be far more func­tion­al, though, to be work­ing on next week’s assign­ments while he’s busy, rather than scur­ry­ing to get things fin­ished on time.

This post spon­sored by Cyn’s dys­func­tion­al brain

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Winter Semester Grades

A week into Spring semes­ter, I final­ly got my Win­ter semes­ter grades: 99.7 in the career class, 97.6 in the project man­age­ment class. I should still have a 4.0, then.

I’ve got to get my and Katie’s FAF­SAs done. I should have already done it. It feels so weird to think about the fact that she’ll soon be in col­lege, too!

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That’s a Good Sign

Our first dis­cus­sion in one of my new class­es is about sci­ence vs. tech­nol­o­gy. Most of my class­mates seem to be able to write in sen­tences and para­graphs! That’s a bless­ing, and not near­ly as com­mon as it should be.

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Semester done!

I took my project man­age­ment final tonight, so I’m done with the semes­ter! Now I’m try­ing to down­load the text­book files for next semes­ter, but the ebook serv­er is hav­ing Issues.

In the mean­time, I’m lis­ten­ing to some love­ly new music, free and legal, over at The­Six­ty­One. I don’t know how Sam found out about the place, but it’s neat.

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Flu. Mono. Whatever.

What­ev­er it is, it sucks. No mat­ter how long Katie and I sleep, we stay exhaust­ed.

We did watch more Dex­ter while we were awake. And I stud­ied for my Project Man­age­ment final. I’m actu­al­ly using the study guide, like a good girl! Hey, my brain is so stu­pid right now that I need all the help I can get. Maybe I should have read some of the text, huh?

Oh! I fin­ished Shirley Damsgaard’s Ophe­lia & Abby series. Very good stuff! They’re cozy mys­ter­ies, but there’s also an inter­est­ing por­tray­al of peo­ple fol­low­ing a “fam­i­ly tra­di­tion” of folk mag­ic.1

On to Stranger in Death!


1 I have to say that the ref­er­ences to “witch­es” have caused some inter­est­ing changes in the ads Google is stick­ing on this site. Love spells? Please!

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Never, Never on a Sunday

Nope, not Sun­day. Most­ly. Well, maybe some­times. Damned ear­worm!

I was try­ing to be Very, Very good today as I wrapped up my assign­ments for the semes­ter. Unfor­tu­nate­ly, I got com­plete­ly dis­tract­ed by the fact that I hadn’t done a bloody thing with Pagan Par­ents since adopt­ing the site. I got it work­ing at a min­i­mal lev­el, so it should be easy to add con­tent now.

Hint Hint: Con­tent! I need con­tent! Col­lab­o­ra­tors! Seri­ous­ly, if you have opin­ions about par­ent­ing as a pagan, or you know of resources that I should link to, please let me know. If you know some­body who might want to write an arti­cle or blog with us there, have him or her con­tact me.
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Gone Already?

Wow. This has been a very short week. I’m sure it doesn’t feel that way to my poor Sam, but it does to me. That’s what hap­pens when you sleep through most of it, I sup­pose. I’ve avoid­ed acknowl­edg­ing the pos­si­bil­i­ty that Katie AND I have mono, but I have the same symp­toms she does, and nei­ther of us are get­ting any bet­ter.

My dreams are increas­ing­ly weird. I have to think that I’ve slept so much that my brain is done with ordi­nary pro­cess­ing, so now it’s dredg­ing up All That Weird Shit. Increased hyp­n­a­gog­ic episodes, oh joy. I hate those!
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Semester Is Past the Half-way Point!

And so far, I’ve only lost one point in my Project Man­age­ment class, none in the oth­er class. That was due to a stu­pid mou­s­ing error — bad hands! Oh well, if that’s all my hands cost me this semes­ter, I’ll be hap­py.

The career course required us to do “long-term career plan­ning” this week. I don’t know how use­ful their idea of career plan­ning is, to be hon­est, in today’s econ­o­my. There aren’t many peo­ple who can count on mov­ing up steadi­ly in one path, due to the fact that the econ­o­my changes so much more quick­ly than it did 30 to 50 years ago. Do I feel san­guine about mak­ing pre­dic­tions as to where I’ll be, pro­fes­sion­al­ly, in 30 years? Um, no. For one thing, I’ll be 71 years old then! For anoth­er, I’ll be hap­py just to get back to work, peri­od!

Today’s Thing-a-Day time was spent col­or­ing. It was nice.

I have a hap­py Sam­bear danc­ing in front of me, because he just post­ed Chap­ter 17 of Heart of the Hunter. He already hit his word tar­get for the nov­el, but hap­pi­ly, he isn’t stop­ping ’til the plot is wrapped up.

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