Mundane Misadventures

Saw Angels and Demons on Friday with Marv.  It was OK.  Some of the more ridiculous elements were left out, specifically Langdon jumping out of the helicopter using only a piece of plastic window as a parachute.  Marv was bummed about that.  One of the previews was for a Katherine Heigl/Gerard Butler rom-com crapfest.  The opening shot I swear was of the Tower Bridge in Sacramento.  Kind of random.

Saturday was so busy.  I documented the day for a future A Day In My Life post.  I'll be sure and crosspost it here.

The only thing I did on Sunday was bake a cake for my mom.  All.  Day.  Seriously, I started about noon and finally put the finished cake in the fridge around 8pm.  I made the whole thing from scratch - cake, meringue, buttercream, sugar syrup, ganache, chocolate letters.  I tasted little bits throughout the day.  I can't wait to taste the whole thing!  I'll probably go straight into a diabetic coma.

( Cake-In-Progress )


I bought the audiobook of Star Trek on Saturday...just because it was read by my current obsession, Zachary Quinto.  I'm only partway through Disc 3 (of 7), but he's doing a really good job with the reading.  I listened to it while starting the cake.

My Christmas went well.  My union long ago traded Veteran's Day for Christmas Eve.  So I had Wednesday off.  And since the vast majority of the university would not show up on Friday, they just decided to close that day, too.  (Of course, they are forcing us to take vacation that day.  Apparently if you do not, you are then not eligible to get holiday pay for Christmas and this is just boring.  Moving on.)

( This did seem like the wino Christmas. )

I'm coughing up horrible little Mucinex men that make me want to retch.  His family, though, seems to have taken up residence in the guest quarters in my head.  I'm starting to feel hot, especially my eyelids which is a sure sign of impending incapacitation.  From time to time I breathe out like a sigh.  In my head, I can see the closeup of my mouth like it's a movie.  I can just feel the sickness spreading out from these cinematic sighs.  I'm trying to finish up my work quickly so I can just go home.  Funny, huh, that I'm writing this instead of working.  Whatever.

The good news is my Gender and Science class.  I've been worried because she still has not posted the grades for the two papers, one of which was submitted in the beginning of November.  Combined with the ungraded final, that constitues 75 points out of 200.  I had heard there were problems with the system, so I email her yesterday.  No response.  I email her TA this morning, feeling a little worried.  Then I get an email back from the instructor basically saying not to worry that, if she recalls correctly, I had one of the highest scores on the Analysis Paper. 

Awesome.  That was also one that I tossed off in a weekend, so I have high hopes for the Profile Paper.  She has since posted my final exam score.  21.5 out of 25.  I'm a little disappointed in that, but whatever.  This class is in the bag.

As for Lit, the damn final is tomorrow...I hope.  That's what the final schedule says, but I am such a worrywart when it comes to that shit.  (See above.)  But hell, even if I miss it, I'm sure I've got a good enough grade to pass. 

I just hope that the sickness doesn't come down on me like a ton of bricks tomorrow.  I've got a mini-presentation to present for tomorrow's meeting.  Once that shit's done, I'm going home.  Screw this.  I want a bed, a coffee, some soup, and romantic movie cheese.