Hello, underwire!

It's inappropriate to adjust your underwire in class, isn't it. Inappropriate to adjust it while talking to your prof as well, isn't it. Dammit, it keeps SLIDING AROUND and poking at me! WAAHH!

In other news...oh lord, I'm just sleepy and busy at the same time. I have this afternoon and I should be doing something truly productive but I'm NOT. Instead I'm considering the epiphany I had the other day about the ultimate ending of this original project I'm working on, and wibbling myself into an angsty mess over it, even though if I ever get a chance to write it it won't be for another four or five years if I'm lucky. But still. I mean, should that prevent me from thinking about it? I think not.

Today I couldn't shut up in class again and so my professor suggested that I switch into the Ph.D program after I take 6 credits.

me: "Noooooooo I want to make mooonnnneeeyyyyyy!"
her: "Oh come on, you'll get funding! Everyone gets funding!"
me: ".....NOOOOOOO! I want to get a JOOOOOB!"
her: "You'll get bored!"

WAAHHHHH!

I really like her though, she's madly cool. Also, very interesting guest speaker today, hence my inability to shut up after class. And during class. It was about information, and what is and is not information, and what is and is not a document.

Object --- Document?
Star in sky -- No
Photo of star -- Yes
Stone in river -- No
Stone in museum -- Yes
Animal in wild -- No
Animal in zoo -- Yes

Isn't that disturbing? It's quite fun, really. I know you don't think library school would be interesting, but I'm finding it so. Some of the time. Most of the time. It's most interesting when it involves the grad club and treehavn pointing out repeatedly that she doesn't think she likes her beer. But the Antelope-as-cataloguable-document is a close second.