I was going to write an angry letter to my philosophy prof today accusing her of blatant incompetance, but it seems unfair to blast her and not every other bad prof I've ever had. But by that same logic, I could justify flaming her if I flamed all those other ones too -- who deserve to be flamed anyway! I got a semi-call back from Kwantlen about the monitor position I applied for there (they wanted to know if I could commute from Anmore to Richmond -- ha! I'll be mooching off my Vancouverite extended family), too; I don't want to deal with thinking about summer yet, school's bothersome enough as it is.
No West Wing tonight (though who needs it right now?), but the think-tank that is D&D came up with an interesting explaination of the TV shows that I like; stuff like The X-Files, Nikita, or The West Wing, shows that focus on the work of professionals with no personal lives at all. Is this my own messed-up fantasy? To be able to live only to work? That's probably why I can't stand ER -- messed up professionals with messed up home lives. So messy! Somebody get me vacuum and some Windex, I can't see through the dust.
No West Wing tonight (though who needs it right now?), but the think-tank that is D&D came up with an interesting explaination of the TV shows that I like; stuff like The X-Files, Nikita, or The West Wing, shows that focus on the work of professionals with no personal lives at all. Is this my own messed-up fantasy? To be able to live only to work? That's probably why I can't stand ER -- messed up professionals with messed up home lives. So messy! Somebody get me vacuum and some Windex, I can't see through the dust.
