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... Really, honestly... what the heck, world?
The question of the day yesterday may have been "Can Hippo's week get any more messed up?"
The answer today is, apparently, yes. I wish I'd actually saved the radar image. It looked like a giant red apple over the whole of Chicago, stretching like, almost to the beginning of Illinois. Which was absolutely beautiful to watch, what with all the lightning. But last night... oh, last night. I tried to do homework. Like read poetry. Then I got called downstairs because one girl couldn't print. And I discovered that one of the lab computers was still on the wrong subnet, so I fixed that. And some of the lab computers had decided to adopt Microsoft Image Writer as the default printer, so I fixed that on one or two of them. Theeen the lights started blinking on and off, and I went downstairs to check the printers and the line filters were clicking up a storm and the west printer decided it didn't want to work anymore. So that got turned off. And then I went back up to the lab and discovered, wow, all of a suddenthe computer lab was complaining of a pain in all the diodes down its left side all the computers on the right side of the room weren't letting anyone log in. And the spot where the ceiling fell in on lab4 was dripping onto it again, so that had to be moved, and trash cans put under the drips. Yay. So I gave up on the login issue for a while, because the power was blinking something crazy, and the storm was just too awesome not to watch. So I went upstairs, and like, half of the house was in the lounge watching the storm and making fun of the utter idiots running in it. Five trees, at least, came down across the street. I took a lot of pictures of them this morning, along with all the ones down on campus. It's like a giant warzone... only with trees. It makes me so sad to see so many of them broken. We've got so many old trees around here, and now about a quarter of them are... gone. Or about to be. Poor things.
But anyway, after watching the storm for a while, and trying to figure out how to take pictures in the dimly-lit Shoreland, I ended up trying to fix someone's computer. Which didn't work out, because apparently the entire print system is screwed. So, after giving up on that I decided, wow, I should fix the lab computers because if only two work people are going to hate me forever (and the front desk is going to keep calling forever). I went downstairs, sat down, explained to a few people what was going on and tried, in vain, to fix whatever wasn't letting people log in. For about ten minutes. Then the power went out. Because every time I tried to fix something last night, something else broke. Sooo, by then it was about 12:30, and since most people were still up, everyone filed out in the hallway and started socializing. So obviously I had to take this opportunity to 1) document it on film for my class and 2) completely not get to sleep even close to on time, but most importantly 3) pretend to be capable of socializing, and enjoy the fact that the house is rather cool this year. I heard so many horrible stories and bad jokes. And I have pictures. Tis awesome. Sooo, I didn't get to bed until about 2:30, maybe 3. And I got up this morning at 8, because I totally intended to sit in on a class at 9. I actually was out of the dorm at 20-after, so I decided, oh, I'll go across the street and take pictures for my class and leave at 20-til. And I went and took pictures. And I went back across the street at about 8:35, and there was no bus (there had been no bus at 8:30; I was watching). No bus at 8:40. No bus until 8:45, at which point there were far too many people to fit on it (because they're supposed to come one every ten minutes). I managed to cram onto it, but because we had to stop at every stop and tell the people waiting there "no" and rub it in or whatever, I didn't get to campus until 8:59, which is, on the whole, far too late when you're trying to get to a class you're not registered for and need to talk to the prof about. Especially when it takes two minutes to walk to the building from the bus stop and the bus driver totally whizzes past any useful stops people want to get off at (I think the likelihood of stoping is a function whether the bus is full, and how many people are waiting at the stop. If the bus is full, and there are people there, the buss will always stop. If the bus is full and no one is at the stop, but people want to get off, it won't). Buses this year = fail. Hardcore fail. More fail and suck than failing suckage can be thought to encompass. But at least I was on campus early, so I could take pictures of the trees before they were all moved around and chopped up. There was also a really cool spider that I named Gotho, and took pictures of for about ten minutes.
Aaaand, so here I am at the Reg USITE, which I never would've touched last year because it's on the A-level, which was the former center of all unholiness in the libraries. But now the A-level is stacks, and it's so much quieter and less... nerd-smelling. Not that I plan to make a habit of being here after my computer's back. Anyway, what I was really complaining about is discovering that the other class I was going to sit in on today (Intellectual Property and Piracy) is more than full suddenly. So, sitting in on it would be mostly useless. Freaking UofC. So... I think I'm going to try to sit in on History and Theory of Drama, but that involves talking to David Bevington, who's written everything on Shakespeare ever, and that'd about terrify the crap out of me, so... sigh. Plus the only open spots are in the later Friday discussion section, which overlaps exactly with my other Friday discussion. Freaking crap, how can I not find classes this quarter? This is nuts! I have two classes that are at normal times, how do I have so many freaking scheduling conflicts (and bus problems! Freaking buses!) I suppose I should still e-mail the prof for the 9:00 class and explain everything... maybe he will return my e-mail, though it seems like everyone in the English department has sworn off returning my e-mails. Sooo, I think what I'm gonna do now (and by now I mean whenever I finally decide to stop typing) is go harass the English department and see if they'll let me somehow independently do a creative writing class, possibly under the heading of "ENGL 29900 Independnt Ba Paper Prep" (which honestly exists). All I need's a faculty member willing to oversee me. And then I'll find a way to basically get credit for doing NaNoWriMo. I will do it, watch me. I am that frustrated with all of this, I will seriously try it. And if it works, I will laugh forever.
Also, it occured to me to wonder, since the power is presumably still out at Shoreland, if the university will replace my ice cream. Do they have ice cream insurance? Because that was tasty ice cream, and it's gonna be all melty and not good anymore if the power's out for 12 hours.
The answer today is, apparently, yes. I wish I'd actually saved the radar image. It looked like a giant red apple over the whole of Chicago, stretching like, almost to the beginning of Illinois. Which was absolutely beautiful to watch, what with all the lightning. But last night... oh, last night. I tried to do homework. Like read poetry. Then I got called downstairs because one girl couldn't print. And I discovered that one of the lab computers was still on the wrong subnet, so I fixed that. And some of the lab computers had decided to adopt Microsoft Image Writer as the default printer, so I fixed that on one or two of them. Theeen the lights started blinking on and off, and I went downstairs to check the printers and the line filters were clicking up a storm and the west printer decided it didn't want to work anymore. So that got turned off. And then I went back up to the lab and discovered, wow, all of a sudden
But anyway, after watching the storm for a while, and trying to figure out how to take pictures in the dimly-lit Shoreland, I ended up trying to fix someone's computer. Which didn't work out, because apparently the entire print system is screwed. So, after giving up on that I decided, wow, I should fix the lab computers because if only two work people are going to hate me forever (and the front desk is going to keep calling forever). I went downstairs, sat down, explained to a few people what was going on and tried, in vain, to fix whatever wasn't letting people log in. For about ten minutes. Then the power went out. Because every time I tried to fix something last night, something else broke. Sooo, by then it was about 12:30, and since most people were still up, everyone filed out in the hallway and started socializing. So obviously I had to take this opportunity to 1) document it on film for my class and 2) completely not get to sleep even close to on time, but most importantly 3) pretend to be capable of socializing, and enjoy the fact that the house is rather cool this year. I heard so many horrible stories and bad jokes. And I have pictures. Tis awesome. Sooo, I didn't get to bed until about 2:30, maybe 3. And I got up this morning at 8, because I totally intended to sit in on a class at 9. I actually was out of the dorm at 20-after, so I decided, oh, I'll go across the street and take pictures for my class and leave at 20-til. And I went and took pictures. And I went back across the street at about 8:35, and there was no bus (there had been no bus at 8:30; I was watching). No bus at 8:40. No bus until 8:45, at which point there were far too many people to fit on it (because they're supposed to come one every ten minutes). I managed to cram onto it, but because we had to stop at every stop and tell the people waiting there "no" and rub it in or whatever, I didn't get to campus until 8:59, which is, on the whole, far too late when you're trying to get to a class you're not registered for and need to talk to the prof about. Especially when it takes two minutes to walk to the building from the bus stop and the bus driver totally whizzes past any useful stops people want to get off at (I think the likelihood of stoping is a function whether the bus is full, and how many people are waiting at the stop. If the bus is full, and there are people there, the buss will always stop. If the bus is full and no one is at the stop, but people want to get off, it won't). Buses this year = fail. Hardcore fail. More fail and suck than failing suckage can be thought to encompass. But at least I was on campus early, so I could take pictures of the trees before they were all moved around and chopped up. There was also a really cool spider that I named Gotho, and took pictures of for about ten minutes.
Aaaand, so here I am at the Reg USITE, which I never would've touched last year because it's on the A-level, which was the former center of all unholiness in the libraries. But now the A-level is stacks, and it's so much quieter and less... nerd-smelling. Not that I plan to make a habit of being here after my computer's back. Anyway, what I was really complaining about is discovering that the other class I was going to sit in on today (Intellectual Property and Piracy) is more than full suddenly. So, sitting in on it would be mostly useless. Freaking UofC. So... I think I'm going to try to sit in on History and Theory of Drama, but that involves talking to David Bevington, who's written everything on Shakespeare ever, and that'd about terrify the crap out of me, so... sigh. Plus the only open spots are in the later Friday discussion section, which overlaps exactly with my other Friday discussion. Freaking crap, how can I not find classes this quarter? This is nuts! I have two classes that are at normal times, how do I have so many freaking scheduling conflicts (and bus problems! Freaking buses!) I suppose I should still e-mail the prof for the 9:00 class and explain everything... maybe he will return my e-mail, though it seems like everyone in the English department has sworn off returning my e-mails. Sooo, I think what I'm gonna do now (and by now I mean whenever I finally decide to stop typing) is go harass the English department and see if they'll let me somehow independently do a creative writing class, possibly under the heading of "ENGL 29900 Independnt Ba Paper Prep" (which honestly exists). All I need's a faculty member willing to oversee me. And then I'll find a way to basically get credit for doing NaNoWriMo. I will do it, watch me. I am that frustrated with all of this, I will seriously try it. And if it works, I will laugh forever.
Also, it occured to me to wonder, since the power is presumably still out at Shoreland, if the university will replace my ice cream. Do they have ice cream insurance? Because that was tasty ice cream, and it's gonna be all melty and not good anymore if the power's out for 12 hours.