Grumble Grumble

I got my second paper back today, from my awful theory class and did not do well. There was a funny looking letter on it, one I never saw in college. The class is Foundations of Interpretive Theory, the program directors (who are evil!) are making us take it, we all haaaaaate it, me mostest. I worked so hard on that stupid paper. I (almost) stayed in on Friday night to write it. I went to office hours three times and got a very condescending lecture on what close reading is. Side note--I totally know what close reading is. My whole facking writing sample was a close reading and it was fantastic, by my standards. It got me into this stupid program. Anyway, the only positive comment on the paper was that I did a lovely job on the close reading. Which I'm sure my preceptor now thinks she can take credit for after one stupid talk to me about what close reading is. Which I already knew, thankyouverymuch. Aughhhh. I'm so far behind I'm practically ahead. I don't understand Lacan, still. People work their whole lives on understanding this crap. And according to the comments on my paper I didn't do this, that, or the other thing. And I still went over the 2-page limit. How was I supposed to do all that and more in 2 pages? Right. And it's supposed to rain all day tomorrow. I would love nothing more than to cozy up with a glass of wine and a Netflix (which hasn't come in a week and a half and believe me, Netflix has heard about it, I better be getting a replacement SOON) and say a big "fuck you" to the University of Chicago for one night. Instead I'm sitting at my desk with a glass of red wine and re-reading Adorno, which is what our next paper topic is supposed to be about. Hey at least I have some wine. Maybe that will make him more bearable.

Fall Has Fallen

The leaves are turning colors here and wow, it is beautiful. This doesn't happen in Texas, really. We have trees that stay green until one day in December you look up and the trees are just dead twigs. But here, fall puts on a show. Yesterday I was walking around campus staring at the ground and grumbling to myself about how much work I had to do when the wind picked up and I was caught in a swirl of bright yellow leaves. It is absolutely beautiful. I'm going to try to get out and take some pictures this week, if I have enough time in between readings and grumblings.