Ethics of Being A Kept Woman

My last day of intersession class was today. I’ve had ample time to complete my tiny 2,500-word paper. I should have done it on Thursday when we had off for the inauguration. I should have worked on it Friday when we did nothing at home. I should have done it today after class. But no. I’m the Queen of Procrastination. Spring classes start Monday and I have (technically) until Tuesday to finish my paper. I don’t want to do it tomorrow so I can watch the Steelers whip the Patriots’ asses. But I know myself well enough to know that I will be up until 3am doing it. I like to be honest with myself. Like when people say, “God, I’m so quitting smoking.” I never agree with them. Frankly, I like smoking and I’m not ready to quit. Therefore, I like to procrastinate up front. Sometimes I pretend like I’m totally going to do my paper (and even go as far as having intentions) but sadly I’m a procrastinator at heart. So here I am typing this, to be typing SOMETHING, but not doing my paper. A stupid, stupid paper about ethics. I hated this class. I learned nothing about ethics or moral codes of business. My friend described the class as “a really expensive membership to a movie rental place with no selection.” We watched really old clips from “48 Hours” and “Dateline NBC” about Olestra and Mercury teeth fillings. We watched instructional videos made for executives. But we NEVER talked about the videos. She would just put one in after another to fill the 3 hours each class.

So now I should really start my paper. Or watch TV. I mean my paper isn’t really due until Tuesday.

I hate you but the Bylaws prohibit it

It’s the 10th and I’m already tired of this year. This month has been the month from hell so far. I’m back at school already and I only will have one day off between the Intersession and spring semesters. I have lots of work work to do. Crap is going down with my mom. AND I’m PMSing like a bitch. I always get into a fight with my SO during this time but we have strict Lesbian Code of Breakup Rules (LCoBR):

We can NEVER breakup if one or both of us are PMSing or whilewe are just MSing (sans P).
We can ONLY breakup in the event of Killing of the a family member by said SO
Cheating by said SO
Not being in love anymore

I guess we don’t trust ourselves with the overwhelming amount of emotions that two girls being together produces. She would like you all to believe that she is butch or “semi-butch” (as she refers to herself) but really she is just a weepy, silly little girl inside. After dinner we watched friends and I cried. Ok let me repeat that. After dinner we watched friends and I CRIED. I hid it well and was like “god my allergies” or something but I was doing everything I could in my will power not to let the tears flow. Then she reminds me that I need to write my paper for class, which is due in about 45 minutes via Blackboard, which, in turn, reminds me why I hate her. I sent my paper to her to read over and she said it was fine. I posted it and then suddenly she found 4 Begillion comma errors. Yes, it isn’t her responsibility. I know this. The voice in my head knows this. But evil PMS girl does not. So this is the reason we have the LCoBR.

I’m in love with a book.

Once in a while, and after reading some dreadful ones, you run into a great book that is fun, challenging, and keeps your interest. I’m about half way through The Eyre Affair by Jasper Fforde. I recommend you pick it up and read it NOW. I can guarantee that you will love the book if:1)You were an English major2)Hated The DiVinci Code (this really doesn’t have anything to do with the Eyre Affair but I hated the DiVinci Code and I just want people to know it)3)Love literature4)Read a lot of classics5)You like art6)You were an English majorIt takes place in England in the 1980’s where it is national offence to steal or copy great works of literature. People are in gangs according to what type of art you like. There are gang wars of surrealism. I can’t really describe it. Just buy or borrow it or even get it from the library.

I had a great New Years Eve and Day. K’s party was most fun. We had fondue! Fondue people! We called it FUNdue. Ok, I just called it that. Apart from the chocolate fondue mishap things went swimmingly. I drank a lot, didn’t think about cleaning, and drank some more. This then led to a headache the next day. We had to go to the F’s house (like my parents’ in law if I was married and not “the roommate.”) at noon to have the traditional Asian fare. Yuuuuummmmy. In my defense I did eat everything in front of me AND I didn’t get sick. The food was “interesting” but I did enjoy it. We all talked a lot and had fun. We made plans to watch AF’s sister’s baby (4 months old) this Saturday. I’m not sure how that will go. He is soooo cute but that doesn’t really help with the knowing how to feed him/change him. I asked if we were supposed to just shake him really hard if he starts to cry. I hear that works. I’m sure we will do fine though. There are about a billion people we could call, including his parents.

I’ve seen some really good movies as of late and would like to recommend the following:1)Shawn of the Dead – gross in parts but VERY funny2)Garden State – surprisingly funny in parts but sorta sad too. Best movie I’ve seen in a long, long time.3)Harry Potter (the 3rd one) – A lot better than the last two and doesn’t religiously follow the book.

So today is the first day of my first 5 day week in forever. I looked at my clock and I thought it was 5:00 but no it was 1:37. This is going to be a long week. And classes start tomorrow. Weep.