Home again, home again jigidy-jig
Ah... Back to work. I've come home from Rome and gone back to my old job for the summer. As cool as Rome was, the busyness of the big city, all the tours, and school in general, got to me. Here at work I can browse the internet and listen to music while I wait for things to install. When hard work does happen, it usually doesn't involve bustling about or memorizing things (I don't like either very much.)
In other news, I visited the campus the other week. Seemed dead but then it was a Saturday. Everybody is usually out and about on Saturday. From my conversation though, with my friends After they returned from their errands,)it appeared that the campus life has been unusually lackluster while we were in Rome. This is in part, I believe, that is was the wild half of the junior class that went to Rome and the seniors have, well, succumbed to their studies. The new freshmen class is appearently kind of a dull crowd as well. Ta'well, We'll fix all that next semester.
Hmm... here I am complaining about how busy and exhausting Rome was and at the same time condemning the campus for being dull and inactive. Being a comparative stick-in-the-mud to a lot of my friends... not getting out that much... expressing a prefference, no matter how slight and qualified, for an office job over exploration in an ancient European city... I really shouldn't be complaining about the students being quiet and unenergetic. Though that's not the case. I enjoy excitment. I enjoy excitment a lot, even in large doses. It just kinda has to be on my time. There are times for robbing banks and times for chillin' by the fire. Just 'cause fun things don't always happen when I'm in the mood doesn't mean all I do is be a bum.
Hmm... on second thought, nobody really accused me of dullness. So I wonder where that came from? I don't know. I'm also kind of neurotic for those not aware of this fact so maybe I'm just in a self-critical mood.
Oh well.
In other news, I visited the campus the other week. Seemed dead but then it was a Saturday. Everybody is usually out and about on Saturday. From my conversation though, with my friends After they returned from their errands,)it appeared that the campus life has been unusually lackluster while we were in Rome. This is in part, I believe, that is was the wild half of the junior class that went to Rome and the seniors have, well, succumbed to their studies. The new freshmen class is appearently kind of a dull crowd as well. Ta'well, We'll fix all that next semester.
Hmm... here I am complaining about how busy and exhausting Rome was and at the same time condemning the campus for being dull and inactive. Being a comparative stick-in-the-mud to a lot of my friends... not getting out that much... expressing a prefference, no matter how slight and qualified, for an office job over exploration in an ancient European city... I really shouldn't be complaining about the students being quiet and unenergetic. Though that's not the case. I enjoy excitment. I enjoy excitment a lot, even in large doses. It just kinda has to be on my time. There are times for robbing banks and times for chillin' by the fire. Just 'cause fun things don't always happen when I'm in the mood doesn't mean all I do is be a bum.
Hmm... on second thought, nobody really accused me of dullness. So I wonder where that came from? I don't know. I'm also kind of neurotic for those not aware of this fact so maybe I'm just in a self-critical mood.
Oh well.
posted by Andrew Stine at 6:05 AM
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