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myurbandreamit's a totally new world, y'all.
this past week was CRAZY. i didn't sleep at all on wednesday night; tuesday night i only slept about two, two and a half hours, although i did take a forty-minute nap later on wednesday; monday and sunday nights i got about three hours of sleep. so, yeah, i was tired: i slept for thirteen hours on thursday night, and i pro'ly could have gone longer (melissa got fifteen) except i had to wake up at 9am for work on friday. schade.
oh, yeah, also - i got in a fender-bender on tuesday night. that was exciting, lemme tell you. it's dark and rainy, i'm parallel parked, and apparently this little short car pulls up and parks behind me in line - i am unaware of this. his lights are off, for one, and he's so short and tiny and so close behind me that in broad daylight i wouldn't have seen him there, and i did check my mirrors when i started backing up to leave.
so anyway. i backed into his bumper. we got out of our respective vehicles, inspected the damage (marshy is fine; the guy's front bumper was scuffed and pushed in a bit - not dented, but sorta making his hood pop up about a centimeter 'cause it was in closer than it needed to be, y'know?), exchanged info, and went on our separate ways. that was just annoying, i had too much else going on to be worried about it. just to put things in perspective, tuesday was the four-week mark for the wedding. i barely noticed.
jury was amazing. i mean, this could be the lack of sleep and my optimism-glasses talking, y'all, but i think it went pretty damn well. i actually presented earlier than i was supposed to - i drew the slip to go last, which is only slightly less desirable than going first (sorry, kathryn!), but we were running a bit late and prof. rogers knew i had work at 5, so she skipped ahead to me. which was pretty cool.
so i gave my spiel, talked about my site analysis, the axes, and the circulation, and waited for the hammer to fall, so to speak. and..... it didn't. they spent the first five minutes talking amongst themselves about how awesome it was of me to decide to include a transit center in my project, given both the general project parameters and my specific insights and goals regarding the project. towards the end i actually was trying to interject and say "yeah, that's why i did it... (what do you think of my project?!)" so finally they start talking about my work. i got a single mention about having not developed my green space, which, yeah, i knew about that and it was bugging me all week, but i simply didn't have the time to do anything with it. i didn't get a mention about my materiality, which i had an undeveloped thought about, but i know rogers docked points for it. she also undoubtedly docked points for not having the roof on the pedestrian bridge in my model - the one thing i didn't finish, omg so irritating, but i told her right off that it wasn't complete because some of the other students had tried to prevaricate around that. rogers herself commented that my circulation idea, which really tied everything together programmatically, had got a little lost by the end, which is true i guess - so, points off. and then - and then - the three visiting critics got in a discussion as to whether my organizational system needed to be sublimated in the form of the building or enhanced and brought further into play. which, y'know, counts as them not having said anything at all, in my book. some interesting points were made for both sides, and longoria mentioned an older firm for me to look up in respect to his argument about the form of my project.
oh, and one of my final exams was 11:30am on thursday, right before jury. thrilling.
okay, so, that was jury. afterward i went straight to work, which was okay for the first half-hour or so, until i started falling asleep mid-sentence and, i don't know, sorta... hallucinating? a bit? i would start a sentence talking about the student's paper, and end it talking about their drawings. which, y'know. paper dne drawings. .....yeah.
then - sleep!!!! glorious sleep, thirteen beautiful hours of it. i think my mom called me at one point. not sure about that.
so i woke up friday morning to go to work and it was snowing. guys, i shit you not, december fourth and it was freaking snowing in houston. big flakes, not sticky, and melting once they hit the ground because the air was colder, but... omg it looked so awesome. last day of the semester, day after my jury, what a way to celebrate. god i love winter.
so, snow. i went to work, ate pizza and talked for a few hours, 'cause that's what our end-of semester meetings are like, filled out my timesheet for thanksgiving week (which was a little ball of crazy in and of itself, lemme tell ya), met with one of my students to give her the clearance letter she needs to graduate, and was done with that. i had an appointment with another of my students friday afternoon, but all these pour houstonians freak at the sight of snow, so the university closed at 1pm and my meeting was canceled. (fyi, it snowed one morning last year during finals week, and again two or three years before that. poor, poor houstonians.)
so, freed of duty, i carried myself off to the architecture building to prepare for the fourth-year walk-through friday afternoon. this is where all the fourth-year students lay out their work for the semester on their desks and toddle off somewhere else, so that the fourth-year professors can compare notes and check out what they all did, make sure the projects were equivalent in difficulty and level/direction of instruction. and stuff. i attached the roof of the bridge to my model - maybe rogers will notice???
then i went back home, and did wedding stuff that i had been putting off - and putting off - for the past few weeks. i spent a good three hours on that, jeez. and then jim and i went to nick and veronika's engagement party at the pub. yay, party!!! and while i was there i was talking to a mutual friend about my job interests, and he gave me a reference to a place he'd interned for in the past. |o|
i actually am kind of worried about that one. it's a great spring-board for where i want to be in ten years or so, but... i like my current job: it's on campus, i have the returning-employee pay rate, which shabby it is not, the hours are insanely flexible, and it's really fun and rewarding to do. and anyway i already agreed to work next semester so it would be pretty sneaky of me to look for work at this other place at the same time, y'know?
so whatever. now i'm going to mail three letters to my brother, and go with kathryn to the pub to watch the cusa football game (go coogs!) and then i'm picking up my shoes!!!!!!! it'll be a good day.
this past week was CRAZY. i didn't sleep at all on wednesday night; tuesday night i only slept about two, two and a half hours, although i did take a forty-minute nap later on wednesday; monday and sunday nights i got about three hours of sleep. so, yeah, i was tired: i slept for thirteen hours on thursday night, and i pro'ly could have gone longer (melissa got fifteen) except i had to wake up at 9am for work on friday. schade.
oh, yeah, also - i got in a fender-bender on tuesday night. that was exciting, lemme tell you. it's dark and rainy, i'm parallel parked, and apparently this little short car pulls up and parks behind me in line - i am unaware of this. his lights are off, for one, and he's so short and tiny and so close behind me that in broad daylight i wouldn't have seen him there, and i did check my mirrors when i started backing up to leave.
so anyway. i backed into his bumper. we got out of our respective vehicles, inspected the damage (marshy is fine; the guy's front bumper was scuffed and pushed in a bit - not dented, but sorta making his hood pop up about a centimeter 'cause it was in closer than it needed to be, y'know?), exchanged info, and went on our separate ways. that was just annoying, i had too much else going on to be worried about it. just to put things in perspective, tuesday was the four-week mark for the wedding. i barely noticed.
jury was amazing. i mean, this could be the lack of sleep and my optimism-glasses talking, y'all, but i think it went pretty damn well. i actually presented earlier than i was supposed to - i drew the slip to go last, which is only slightly less desirable than going first (sorry, kathryn!), but we were running a bit late and prof. rogers knew i had work at 5, so she skipped ahead to me. which was pretty cool.
so i gave my spiel, talked about my site analysis, the axes, and the circulation, and waited for the hammer to fall, so to speak. and..... it didn't. they spent the first five minutes talking amongst themselves about how awesome it was of me to decide to include a transit center in my project, given both the general project parameters and my specific insights and goals regarding the project. towards the end i actually was trying to interject and say "yeah, that's why i did it... (what do you think of my project?!)" so finally they start talking about my work. i got a single mention about having not developed my green space, which, yeah, i knew about that and it was bugging me all week, but i simply didn't have the time to do anything with it. i didn't get a mention about my materiality, which i had an undeveloped thought about, but i know rogers docked points for it. she also undoubtedly docked points for not having the roof on the pedestrian bridge in my model - the one thing i didn't finish, omg so irritating, but i told her right off that it wasn't complete because some of the other students had tried to prevaricate around that. rogers herself commented that my circulation idea, which really tied everything together programmatically, had got a little lost by the end, which is true i guess - so, points off. and then - and then - the three visiting critics got in a discussion as to whether my organizational system needed to be sublimated in the form of the building or enhanced and brought further into play. which, y'know, counts as them not having said anything at all, in my book. some interesting points were made for both sides, and longoria mentioned an older firm for me to look up in respect to his argument about the form of my project.
oh, and one of my final exams was 11:30am on thursday, right before jury. thrilling.
okay, so, that was jury. afterward i went straight to work, which was okay for the first half-hour or so, until i started falling asleep mid-sentence and, i don't know, sorta... hallucinating? a bit? i would start a sentence talking about the student's paper, and end it talking about their drawings. which, y'know. paper dne drawings. .....yeah.
then - sleep!!!! glorious sleep, thirteen beautiful hours of it. i think my mom called me at one point. not sure about that.
so i woke up friday morning to go to work and it was snowing. guys, i shit you not, december fourth and it was freaking snowing in houston. big flakes, not sticky, and melting once they hit the ground because the air was colder, but... omg it looked so awesome. last day of the semester, day after my jury, what a way to celebrate. god i love winter.
so, snow. i went to work, ate pizza and talked for a few hours, 'cause that's what our end-of semester meetings are like, filled out my timesheet for thanksgiving week (which was a little ball of crazy in and of itself, lemme tell ya), met with one of my students to give her the clearance letter she needs to graduate, and was done with that. i had an appointment with another of my students friday afternoon, but all these pour houstonians freak at the sight of snow, so the university closed at 1pm and my meeting was canceled. (fyi, it snowed one morning last year during finals week, and again two or three years before that. poor, poor houstonians.)
so, freed of duty, i carried myself off to the architecture building to prepare for the fourth-year walk-through friday afternoon. this is where all the fourth-year students lay out their work for the semester on their desks and toddle off somewhere else, so that the fourth-year professors can compare notes and check out what they all did, make sure the projects were equivalent in difficulty and level/direction of instruction. and stuff. i attached the roof of the bridge to my model - maybe rogers will notice???
then i went back home, and did wedding stuff that i had been putting off - and putting off - for the past few weeks. i spent a good three hours on that, jeez. and then jim and i went to nick and veronika's engagement party at the pub. yay, party!!! and while i was there i was talking to a mutual friend about my job interests, and he gave me a reference to a place he'd interned for in the past. |o|
i actually am kind of worried about that one. it's a great spring-board for where i want to be in ten years or so, but... i like my current job: it's on campus, i have the returning-employee pay rate, which shabby it is not, the hours are insanely flexible, and it's really fun and rewarding to do. and anyway i already agreed to work next semester so it would be pretty sneaky of me to look for work at this other place at the same time, y'know?
so whatever. now i'm going to mail three letters to my brother, and go with kathryn to the pub to watch the cusa football game (go coogs!) and then i'm picking up my shoes!!!!!!! it'll be a good day.
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