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| I've finally decided to move on from xanga.
*sniff*
This blog will exist for another month or so, but after archiving, I'll probably shut it down (or, if I can't bear the finality of such a thing, I'll just turn every post private).
You can distract yourself with this from now on.
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| Scene: my office. One of the instructors walks in.
Me: You know what?
Him: No! Tell me.
Me: Actually, you need to tell me.
Him: Tell you what?
Me: What you know.
Him: Huh?
Me: I don't know what you know, but I need to. You know?
Him: HUH!?
Me: You were supposed to tell me whether xyz was fixed. Was it?
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| Now that the nights are getting colder, I've reached the point where my window air conditioning unit is no longer necessary...for climate control. What it is necessary for is to block the loud voices/music coming from inside and outside the sorority house.
Last night, one of the girls was airing her grievances about the parking situation on grounds. It was probably a well-reasoned argument, and she is right to complain as the situation is dire. Just...she was on the other side of my bedroom wall and I could not go to sleep while also trying to hear her out.
So I found a few more blankets, piled them on top of the four already on the bed, and turned on the air conditioning to drown her out.
A few hours later, I woke up and turned it off. No big deal. Except there was this faint beeping sound, which was loud enough and regular enough that I knew it would drive me insane, so I turned the air conditioning unit back on in hopes that I could ignore the beeping.
Hours later (around 6am), I woke up cold and attempted to turn off the air conditioning again, but that dang beeping was STILL going. Feeling quite put out, I climbed from bed and attempted to discover the source of this annoying sound.
It was the control box for our fire alarm and security system, y'all! The alarm had been beeping ALL NIGHT to alert me of something, and I had managed to ignore it.
So, I'm thinking, crap. Something is wrong. What should I do? I should find my glasses. And some pants. And my bathrobe -- WHERE IS MY BATHROBE? Oh man, I've got some terrible morning breath. Okay, what's going on with this box? I should push the silence button. No, wait. Don't do that until you're awake enough to deal with the issue. Otherwise, you might silence the alarm and go right back to sleep. PH 1. Hmmm...I have NO idea what that means. Where is my cell phone? I should call our security guy. WHERE IS MY CELL PHONE!? Freakin-A, where is it? Not on the couch, not on the desk, not on the shelf, not on the floor (or at least not top of the exposed layer of junk on the floor), not plugged in to the wall, not in the bathroom, not in my bedroom...HUH? Where IS it? Okay, how about I take another tactic? I should check the house, to make sure everyone is okay. Make sure there are no fires or emergencies.
Of course, do y'all see the absurdity in this situation? I had been ignoring the alarm ALL NIGHT LONG, and even once I realized what it was, I was completely incapable of figuring out what to do about it. It took me a solid 15 minutes to gather enough wits to consider walking through the house!
I did walk through the house, and one of the nursing students was awake, and astonished that I was. I think I mumbled something about something, and about how my brain is quite slow et cetera.
And when I came back to my apartment, after a thorough search in which I lifted the top layer of all apartment debris, I finally found my cell phone...sitting on the arm of one of the couches. I called the security guy to find out what was going on. I found the silence button. We figured out the problem and he re-assured me that the system would reset itself. And then, realizing that I wouldn't be able to go back to sleep after that situation, at least not immediately, I decided to share the story of my ineptitude with all y'all.
I'm so generous, aren't I?
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| -I almost bought a pink camera today. It was pretty cheap, and my precious little FinePix is close to breathing its last.
-How come I've never had Day of the Week socks?
-Now that things are back to "normal" (the pounding of heels above my head, the drip-drip of a leaky pipe in the middle of my apartment), I'm being a bit craftsy again.
-It's going to be a VERY busy week.
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| This week was Orientation week for all of our new TAs, which means it was also the week when all our exchange students arrive from France. On top of that, today was move-in day in the sorority house. So, ladies and gentlemen, Little Miss Maggie has been working her tail off.
Which was confirmed when I finally added up my sorority hours from this week. Thirty hours. In one week. On top of my full-time job.
Can I take a nap now?
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