Second Semester Professor Round-Up: scary by e-mail but not in real life, all-around scary and hilariously sexist, and a class co-taught by inspiring/amazing and incompetent/horrible.
Rosie O’Donnell was one of my childhood idols. I’m just sharing that nugget of information with the world.
I have been eating freakishly well and I’m 2 pounds away from the least I’ve weighed since high school. Apparently the trick is to let yourself fuck up. A lot. And then accept that a fuck-up does not invalidate a goal, it just moves it a little farther away.
I need to start running again but running outside scares me and the gym scares me and I tend to spend 90% of my free time sleeping.
I like having someone I can really talk to, and who doesn’t seem to mind listening to my bullshit.
We don’t have classes on Fridays. We have Friday Forum (sort of the ad school version of a TED talk) and that’s it. But today? Today my class of 100 (everyone has one big business class together) had to meet at 2 PM and 16 groups gave 10-minute pitches of 3 brand-extension concepts each. Add in the essential overtime that comes with putting 100 grad students together in a room and letting them talk, and it was 4 hours.
I should be more annoyed about it, but I actually kinda liked it.
I like a lot of everything these days. And everyone. Things aren’t quite where I’d like them to be but they’re still too good for me to worry about it.
Why is it so much easier to get work done when you shouldn’t be doing work than to get work done when you should be doing work?
I am gonna get really high and eat a whole pizza now.