September 2011


I’m stupid. So so stupid.

 

My first open book test in my Sex and Gender class is due Monday. I’ve been doing some reading but wasn’t sweating to much because I had been planning on cracking down today and tomorrow and then finishing up this weekend.  Plus it’s open book, how hard could it be? The idiot I am I hadn’t really read over the sylabus and when I saw it was on 4 units I assumed each unit would be a chapter in my text and a few extra readings and audio lectures. NOPE.

Generally in most good text books and about 90% of psychology texts a chapter is between 30 and 40 pages. This is done for a variety of reasons, most having to do with effective learning of material. How long are the chapters in this text? 60 pages long! So already I’m looking at the equivalent of 8 chapters instead of 4. It gets better, instead of being one chapter per unit as I foolishly assumed (who doesn’t check the sylb.?) it’s 2 chapters per unit. So now I’m up to the equivalent of 16 chapters worth of reading.  If you’re wondering yes that’s about 80% of the goddamn textbook in the first month of school and then we’re going to test you on it! Plus extra readings! For those of you wondering, I’m a very extensive note taker and learn well from texts so I read about 30 pages in 2 hours, that means I have 25 hours of reading to do this weekend just to give everything a once over! Now I know why their was a supplemtal text assigned as well specifically on male sexuality, because we’re going to read that whole goddamn text next! Fuck my procrastination.

Yes the test is open book, but it’s incredibly hard and you need to know the subject matter when you’re dealing with 80% of the goddamn text to look it up in. On top of that, the closed book final is based on 60% of the course grade. So I’m going to be tested on a fucking mountain of information and it’s going to be worth 60% of my grade right at the end. I’m basically going to have to be a fucking sex and gender psychologist by the end of this term to even pass this exam.

I need a hug, I just want to cry.

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So I’ve posted this video a million times but Tegan is fucking beautiful. I was playing guitar again tonight and seeing as how this is one of my standby’s the video popped into my head.

Tonight was what I needed. Life’s been insanely stressful from just about every facet it could be lately. On top of it all, except to go to work or school I’ve been barely leaving the house for the past two weeks. Never a good sign. So tonight was a welcome reprieve.

I studied sex and gender for 4 hours as planned and then walked to the exchange to check out the Guy Maddin show I’ve been wanting to see for weeks. I really enjoyed it, perfect representation of creepy awesome Maddin. The use of sheets and cheese cloth was perfect. If any of you guys somehow have a chance to see it before Sunday DO IT! It’s free and doesn’t take to long to catch most of the shorts.

After the show I made some fancy pantsy healthy burgers, home made hummus, and watched Thor. I haven’t really been that interested in seeing it since it was released but I actually ended up really enjoying it.

I’m sad my nights over, just being at home has brought the weight of reality and all it’s stressors tumbling back down. Still all in all it was a great night and I really needed it. Looking forward to seeing some of you folks on Saturday!

I’m planning on studying sex and gender for 4 hours today and then going to see Guy Maddin’s new installation Hauntings. It’s in it’s last week here in his home city and I’ve been wanting to catch it for a while so Kris and I are going to check it out tonight. Well that’s assuming Platform in Artspace is open past 5. I’ve never understood why so many gallery’s keep such ridiculous hours. Apparently only people who don’t need jobs enjoy art….

It’s music Wednesday again. Here’s Hot Panda.

I saw Hot Panda a few months ago at the lo and really enjoyed the show. They were probably one of my favorite live acts of the year. For some reason all Edmonton’s good bands are fronted by gays. Oh yeah they sell their own brand of hot sauce at their shows too so there’s that.

Plus:

Gold Star Swimmers

Masculinity

Michelle also backed down about all those mental retardation/HPV vaccination comments. Unfortuntaley the damage has already been done.

What else can we all laugh at to keep from crying?

-She had a divine vision of her husband Marcus Bachmann who she then promptly married. Here’s what he sounds like by the way

-Her husband and her run a clinic which offers restorative therapy a practice that is not supported by any mental health or phiscian organization in North America.

-She believe’s the founding fathers of America worked to abolish slavery…

– She’s linked swine flu to democratic presidencies…

There’s a clip of some of her choice comments after the jump as well.

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Sorry guys there’s no pictures from the party for me to post; I ended up awkward drinking myself into oblivion instead. Fred was running late, and Abby and Brian ended up buggering off an hour in so I was left hanging out with a cornucopia of unknown 20 year old girls and Dean. What did I do to deserve this gift?  Not only was I generally irritated by the present company but they all decided to cram into our tiny kitchen and watch me cook. On top of the teeth-grinding topics of discussion one girl kept making vaguely homophobic remarks. Have you not noticed present company? Unless you took me for a Swede I’m pretty sure my sweater was screaming GAY. Also Carl holding hands with SOME DUDE might have been a hint as well. Here’s a couple:

“OMG! That guy was one of those really gay ones, he was soooo bad (valley girl laugh)”

Really gay ones? As opposed to the ones that only dabble in dick? Sooooo bad? As opposed to your friend Carl, who’s “totally normal, like you’d never even notice. Except he has good style of course. Want to go shopping with him? OMG. It would be so AWESOME.”
To Carl’s boyfriend Steven:

(Laughs) OMG! I saw this gay guy on TV who laughs JUST like you! Hahahaha (You’re all the same?)”

Ok first things first. You’re an ignorant bitch. Second, gay guy who laughs just like him? What the fuck does that even mean? Is laughing our biggest give away? (Damn you comedy!)  Not to mention Carl’s boyfriend is pretty “straight acting” anyways. Her boyfriend probably tee-hee’s more when she places her index finger up his ass.

Anyways, by the end of the party I ended up actually having a great time. Robin and her boyfriend Adrian are pretty fun. I had no idea Apples to Apples could be so entertaining.

Work was terrible tonight and my life has been stressful as hell for the last few weeks. As soon as I finish typing this I’m eating a slice of Mcain Deep Dish, turning on Archer, and crying in bed or something.
….no really, I might cry.

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