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i just bought a brand-new stereo. it doesn't work. oh, it turns on, but it doesn't recognize the presence of cds at all. it's a nice stereo too, with a 5-disc cd changer and a double tape deck and good speakers, and i was so excited because i haven't had a new stereo since i was 14. the one i'd been using for the past year or so was sarah's before she got a good one, and it was her brother's before that, so i had it thirdhand. so i was all excited to go to target and get this nice stereo on sale - it was $79.99, and i had a $50 gift certificate from my parents from xmas. it only ended up costing me $34.14 with tax. and i came home and jorn helped me get it out of the car and we hooked it all up and it doesn't play cds. it played a little of mc paul barman last night, but now it won't notice that there are cds in it at all. waaaaaaaah. i don't have time to take it back.
and this weekend is going way too fast. last week was really long and stressful, partly due to the fact that my new assistant manager at the huntington learning center is a schedule fiend who thinks i can work every day, plus the damned presentation in my structure of verse class. so i was all looking forward to the weekend, and other than the stereo, it's been a really nice weekend - friday night i cooked a nice chicken dinner, and we went to my friend christina's thesis reading and the party afterward, and it was an awesome reading and a fun party. saturday i got up semi early, went shopping and got, in addition to the stereo, all this stuff that i'd been meaning to go out and get for ages, and it was a really nice afternoon. i went to palm sunday mass last night (yay catholicism, it can't relinquish its hold on me), then hung out with jorn and ate pizza before his radio show, and then i played zelda over at his apartment till 2am.
now today the real week starts again because i have to go to the library to work on my next presentation for structure of verse (this time: rhyme and meter in children's nursery rhymes) and also on the long paper i have to write. it's supposed to be on a poem, or group of poems, or one particular poet (leaving it wide fucking open), should be 3000-3500 words (really fucking long) of all my own analysis. i couldn't analyze my butt for that many pages, let alone the metrics of some poem i don't care about. i have no idea what i'm going to write this paper on, and it's due april 11. two and a half weeks. plus there's three visiting writers coming (kelly link, tony hoagland, and ellen bryant voigt), which means my evenings are going to be busybusy with poetry, and damned dan at the HLC has me on the schedule for monday, tuesday, wednesday, and saturday next week. we're not open on fridays or sundays, and i had specifically crossed thursday off the calendar or he would've scheduled me then too.
okay, i'm going to rant about the scheduling now, because it bothers me ALL THE TIME. my schedule requirements are not that complex. i can't work on thursdays because of MFA program events, and i can't come in before 4:30 because i'm at my other job till 4pm. not that difficult. this is written out very clearly on my availability sheet. amber, who used to do the schedule, understood this. dan, who now does the schedule, has this philosophy: if he needs five people on for thursday night, and only four are available, he'll just schedule one more person in the hopes that they can work. so instead of calling and saying, "is there any way you can work on thursday?", he calls and says, "i have you on the schedule for thursday." which stresses me out, because i AM a sucker and i try to be helpful, but i really can't work on thursdays, so i have to call him up and say, no i can't work on thursdays, and it pisses me off and makes me feel guilty at the same time. and it's not like it's a big deal when i call, because he's just like, oops i made a mistake i'll fix it, but it still stresses me out, you know? like, what's the point of HAVING availability sheets if he's just going to ignore them?
so i talked to him last week and said i need a big cutback in hours for the next month. let's hope he remembers that. i'm so pissed off about this that i will seriously quit if he doesn't start getting the schedule right. and i like my job, i want to work the summer there at least, and i don't want to quit.
so yeah. sorry to get so pissy. i am looking forward to the my morning jacket show at gatecitynoise tonight. it's just that everything on my calendar for the next three weeks feels like a big obligation, not something i wanted to do because it would be fun.
at least my taxes are done.
and this weekend is going way too fast. last week was really long and stressful, partly due to the fact that my new assistant manager at the huntington learning center is a schedule fiend who thinks i can work every day, plus the damned presentation in my structure of verse class. so i was all looking forward to the weekend, and other than the stereo, it's been a really nice weekend - friday night i cooked a nice chicken dinner, and we went to my friend christina's thesis reading and the party afterward, and it was an awesome reading and a fun party. saturday i got up semi early, went shopping and got, in addition to the stereo, all this stuff that i'd been meaning to go out and get for ages, and it was a really nice afternoon. i went to palm sunday mass last night (yay catholicism, it can't relinquish its hold on me), then hung out with jorn and ate pizza before his radio show, and then i played zelda over at his apartment till 2am.
now today the real week starts again because i have to go to the library to work on my next presentation for structure of verse (this time: rhyme and meter in children's nursery rhymes) and also on the long paper i have to write. it's supposed to be on a poem, or group of poems, or one particular poet (leaving it wide fucking open), should be 3000-3500 words (really fucking long) of all my own analysis. i couldn't analyze my butt for that many pages, let alone the metrics of some poem i don't care about. i have no idea what i'm going to write this paper on, and it's due april 11. two and a half weeks. plus there's three visiting writers coming (kelly link, tony hoagland, and ellen bryant voigt), which means my evenings are going to be busybusy with poetry, and damned dan at the HLC has me on the schedule for monday, tuesday, wednesday, and saturday next week. we're not open on fridays or sundays, and i had specifically crossed thursday off the calendar or he would've scheduled me then too.
okay, i'm going to rant about the scheduling now, because it bothers me ALL THE TIME. my schedule requirements are not that complex. i can't work on thursdays because of MFA program events, and i can't come in before 4:30 because i'm at my other job till 4pm. not that difficult. this is written out very clearly on my availability sheet. amber, who used to do the schedule, understood this. dan, who now does the schedule, has this philosophy: if he needs five people on for thursday night, and only four are available, he'll just schedule one more person in the hopes that they can work. so instead of calling and saying, "is there any way you can work on thursday?", he calls and says, "i have you on the schedule for thursday." which stresses me out, because i AM a sucker and i try to be helpful, but i really can't work on thursdays, so i have to call him up and say, no i can't work on thursdays, and it pisses me off and makes me feel guilty at the same time. and it's not like it's a big deal when i call, because he's just like, oops i made a mistake i'll fix it, but it still stresses me out, you know? like, what's the point of HAVING availability sheets if he's just going to ignore them?
so i talked to him last week and said i need a big cutback in hours for the next month. let's hope he remembers that. i'm so pissed off about this that i will seriously quit if he doesn't start getting the schedule right. and i like my job, i want to work the summer there at least, and i don't want to quit.
so yeah. sorry to get so pissy. i am looking forward to the my morning jacket show at gatecitynoise tonight. it's just that everything on my calendar for the next three weeks feels like a big obligation, not something i wanted to do because it would be fun.
at least my taxes are done.
