Monday, October 16, 2006
I find the summer course catalogue rather intriguing, and since I'll be spending most of the next summer at Brown slogging away at some research project anyway, why not take some fun courses on the side? Take for example
PS0155: Intelligence and Economic Espionage. Better yet, it has no prerequisites - good news for a dilettante with zero Political Science background.
Though I'm not sure how kindly it will be Looked Upon.
(How I adore the passive tense.)
[edit] For the past few weeks, cooking (especially cooking
for other people) hasn't been particularly relaxing. More often than not, it puts me into frazzled housewife mode: I circulate from table to sink to stovetop cleaning chopping rinsing cooking in a perpetual state of nervous panic, get snappish and irritable at people, try to do things as efficiently as possible while worrying that I'm way too slow, and that maybe all this is just a big waste of time and energy. And when I'm cooking, I'm usually incapable of normal conversation, which is a serious deficit - not to mention a significant source of stress - when you have friends over for dinner.
Recently, though, the thing that
really gets to me is the sheer lack of basic kitchen etiquette as shown by some of the other kitchen users in this building, who casually scatter their soiled utensils around, and leave
their mess for
me to clean up. Why I should be the one to do this, and do it anyway, even
after cursing them all to hell and back - I don't know. What can I say - I do things for inexplicable reasons that even I don't understand.
(I do apologise for the excessive indulgence in italics. It's hysterical and unbecoming and - oh, I should just get back to sober, serious work.)
words were spilled on Monday, October 16, 2006