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This week was not my favorite
Feb. 6th, 2013 08:53 pmThe problem with birthday weekends is that "it's mah birfday!" sounds like a GREAT reason to not do homework. THIS IS A TRICK.
My birthday was awesome, though. Seven people came out for sushi with me (OM NOM NOM), and then we went to Melanie's place nearby to watch a terrible movie about a librarian and ran commentary the entire time. Literally the entire time, I think we caught maaaaaybe half a dozen lines of the actual dialogue. There was DELICIOUS lemon cake with black tea frosting (OMG SO GOOD) that Justine and I made. Well, the cake was a mix, but we made the frosting by hand. And "by hand", I mean one of my cohort had a standing mixer she was willing to lend me; which was good because that would have been hell to make by hand. (It also turns out that said cohort lives a few blocks away, so she's started offering me rides after class. Score!)
Then, as per my last post, people research the jokes we'd been making and posted them to the event on facebook. I love my cohort.
Sunday, I had leftover cake for breakfast, and worked on homework. I finished my first assignment for 502, which was figuring out what cataloguing rules from Chapters 2 and 9 (and 1 and the appendices when referred to them) applied to two books.
Monday, I did homework, a bunch of laundry, fiddled around with my bank account a bit (transferring money between countries is a pain in the butt), and went to a meet-up with a few of my cohort where we spent three hours comparing our answers on the homework and arguing why/why not a rule should be included. We learned a lot and hopefully will get better grades!
Tuesday was...you know, Tuesday: wake up at 7AM, class from 8AM to 10:50AM, break until 2PM, class from 2PM to 4:50PM. I'm exhausted afterwards, and I STILL have homework. Gonna try to avoid that in the future, I did not have the brain for any of those readings.
Today wasn't bad, mostly. I went to the optional lab about using CSS to build websites (didn't go last week, but it was apparently "how to use HTML to build websites" and I already know that. Yay having the foresight to take a basic computer programming class!) Then I finished the readings, goofed around on the 'net, got lunch, and went to my other class.
I got home at 5 o'clock and, planning on catching a 5:20 bus to the Skytrain to the BoltBus station, I set my phone alarm for 5:15PM. (Heading down tonight so I can get my hair cut by my favorite hairstylist/buddy tomorrow at 3:30PM) Then I used the bathroom, threw a few things into my backpack, and did my dishes from this morning. I'd been keeping an eye on the clock on the stove, which was good because my phone decided that sometime in the previous fifteen minutes was an AWESOME time to turn off randomly! It's not even like the battery was low, my phone just does that sometimes. Augh.
I missed the 5:20 bus by a friggin' MINUTE. It would have gotten me to the station at about 6PM, half an hour before the BoltBus left. I caught the 5:30, which was supposed to get me there by 6:15 -- which still ain't bad.
Unfortunately, the bus driver took my asking him a question to make sure I was on the right bus as a reason to rant at me for 20 minutes about...a wide variety of things that I could barely hear because I was sitting behind him while he was driving. It was at this point that the bus started filling up. I'd been checking the timing, and we were a few minutes late -- not my favorite, but not terrible. Then a guy with a wheelchair needed to get on the bus, and all of the standing passengers just stood there staring blankly at the driver when he told them to move and that they could get off through the back door and back on in the front. It took FIVE FREAKING MINUTES to get this basic thing done.
Then the Skytrain was late.
I did make it to the BoltBus, with five minutes to spare. Definitely catching the earlier bus in the future -- though hopefully I can avoid catching the evening bus in the future.
But I'm south of the border now, and south of Bham too. I am victorious over the forces that would thwart me, neener neener!
My birthday was awesome, though. Seven people came out for sushi with me (OM NOM NOM), and then we went to Melanie's place nearby to watch a terrible movie about a librarian and ran commentary the entire time. Literally the entire time, I think we caught maaaaaybe half a dozen lines of the actual dialogue. There was DELICIOUS lemon cake with black tea frosting (OMG SO GOOD) that Justine and I made. Well, the cake was a mix, but we made the frosting by hand. And "by hand", I mean one of my cohort had a standing mixer she was willing to lend me; which was good because that would have been hell to make by hand. (It also turns out that said cohort lives a few blocks away, so she's started offering me rides after class. Score!)
Then, as per my last post, people research the jokes we'd been making and posted them to the event on facebook. I love my cohort.
Sunday, I had leftover cake for breakfast, and worked on homework. I finished my first assignment for 502, which was figuring out what cataloguing rules from Chapters 2 and 9 (and 1 and the appendices when referred to them) applied to two books.
Monday, I did homework, a bunch of laundry, fiddled around with my bank account a bit (transferring money between countries is a pain in the butt), and went to a meet-up with a few of my cohort where we spent three hours comparing our answers on the homework and arguing why/why not a rule should be included. We learned a lot and hopefully will get better grades!
Tuesday was...you know, Tuesday: wake up at 7AM, class from 8AM to 10:50AM, break until 2PM, class from 2PM to 4:50PM. I'm exhausted afterwards, and I STILL have homework. Gonna try to avoid that in the future, I did not have the brain for any of those readings.
Today wasn't bad, mostly. I went to the optional lab about using CSS to build websites (didn't go last week, but it was apparently "how to use HTML to build websites" and I already know that. Yay having the foresight to take a basic computer programming class!) Then I finished the readings, goofed around on the 'net, got lunch, and went to my other class.
I got home at 5 o'clock and, planning on catching a 5:20 bus to the Skytrain to the BoltBus station, I set my phone alarm for 5:15PM. (Heading down tonight so I can get my hair cut by my favorite hairstylist/buddy tomorrow at 3:30PM) Then I used the bathroom, threw a few things into my backpack, and did my dishes from this morning. I'd been keeping an eye on the clock on the stove, which was good because my phone decided that sometime in the previous fifteen minutes was an AWESOME time to turn off randomly! It's not even like the battery was low, my phone just does that sometimes. Augh.
I missed the 5:20 bus by a friggin' MINUTE. It would have gotten me to the station at about 6PM, half an hour before the BoltBus left. I caught the 5:30, which was supposed to get me there by 6:15 -- which still ain't bad.
Unfortunately, the bus driver took my asking him a question to make sure I was on the right bus as a reason to rant at me for 20 minutes about...a wide variety of things that I could barely hear because I was sitting behind him while he was driving. It was at this point that the bus started filling up. I'd been checking the timing, and we were a few minutes late -- not my favorite, but not terrible. Then a guy with a wheelchair needed to get on the bus, and all of the standing passengers just stood there staring blankly at the driver when he told them to move and that they could get off through the back door and back on in the front. It took FIVE FREAKING MINUTES to get this basic thing done.
Then the Skytrain was late.
I did make it to the BoltBus, with five minutes to spare. Definitely catching the earlier bus in the future -- though hopefully I can avoid catching the evening bus in the future.
But I'm south of the border now, and south of Bham too. I am victorious over the forces that would thwart me, neener neener!
