you won't make yourself a name if you follow the rules

Tuesday, how do I loathe thee? Let me count the ways.

* Stayed up past ten last night to work on presentation for next Tuesday. Therefore, short on sleep.

* Not a single interesting topic in today's informative speeches in Oral Comm. Though if car maintenance needs to be as frequent as Zach said it does, there needs to be a hell of a lot more of it seen on Supernatural.

* All the library computers were full after class. So pulled out the netbook. The netbook is an exercise in frustration at the best of times because of the keyboard size.

* Opening and saving my presentation on the netbook corrupted the file. it works fine in OpenOffice on the Ubuntu netbook, but every slide with a picture is now blank in MS Powerpoint. Most of the slides have pictures.

* Went to debate club, just for the hell of it, and also because the posters advertising the debate were framing it as though the only options for dealing with the deficit are cutting spending and raising the debt ceiling. HELLO WORLD MANY PEOPLE SIT ON MUCH MONEY. TAX THEM.

* Debate quickly degenerated into chaos. Among the highlights: nobody but me giving a damn about human suffering, one of the students saying women should be forcibly sterilized after their second child, and the proctor/faculty advisor/whatever the hell he is saying the solution to unemployment is to kick women out of the work force. (At that point I stormed out.)

* Didn't have time to watch Being Human. Or Castle. Or Rachel Maddow. Only had time for Daily Show and Colbert Report because those are twenty-minute shows, not forty.

* Don't have time to watch purimgifts fandom A. Or purimgifts fandom B. Or Supernatural. Or Gilmore Girls. Or any of the other umpteen things I mean to catch up on.

* Have to go to square dance class tonight. Not that I object to dancing, but I object strongly to spending two hours in the car and two more in the company of loud people and loud music.

On the flip side, I got an email from Reader's Digest saying something I sent in months ago will be in the May issue, and an email from somebody I sent a resume to saying call her to set up an interview. So that's something.