The soul has greater need of the ideal than the real for it is by the real that we exist, it is by the ideal that we live

Monday, May 4, 2009

and so it goes...

So begins the last week of classes for this semester. I cannot tell you how happy I am to get to this point.

I'm tired. I need a rest. Quick! a cushion for my feet!

I've been taking an elementary computer class simply to make it go away. Every time I try to register for a relevant class I get this message, "You haven't taken the prereq!" Well,, of course I have, but at other schools, and since I can't seem to make the registrar understand this I have to call them and have them put me in the class. It's a hassle I thought I'd overcome by just taking the damn class and getting it over with. Big miscalculation!

This one is much akin to the decision I made some years ago to take Art History in a semester that I was directing the biggest show of my academic (student) career, and carrying a full grad load as well as teaching. I barely made it out of Art history alive.

This past week I came across an assignment that required Access '07. I had already done the earlier assignments in excel and word 07 and for those I dl'd a trial of Office '07. Unfortunately it was the standard edition.

I looked at my program files and noticed (shit) I don't have Access in this version. So I dl'd a trial version of Office '07 Pro. Yet another in a long line of mistakes.

For the better part of an afternoon last week I couldn't figure out why I had no space on my HDD, and why certain things wouldn't work. Of course, three competing versions of Microsoft Office (I use XP Office normally) probably had something to do with that.

So, after my attack of Alzheimer's passed I deleted the standard version, as well as the photoshop files that should have been on another drive, and lo and behold! Hard Drive Space!

But this morning I finally had enough. The excel in ')7 Office Pro would not work. I just sent the damn assignments, fuck it. i have finals of my own to prepare and administer. I'll do whatever final exam there is in this class and move on.

This semester is like the 5th circle of hell.

The sun is purported to be making an appearance this afternoon, I remain skeptical. If it does I'm off to ride the bike.

Went to see the student written and directed one-act plays this weekend at th college.

Not bad! I was pleasantly surprised. There were only two, as opposed to last year when there were like, 7. These two seemed much more developed, and though I was way over the death motif,(both plays featured death from disease.) I thought it went well for the most part.

Had dinner guests Saturday night and then played cards until...well, way too late. But it was fun. Yesterday was devoted to the hum-drum, like laundry, oh! and many hours at the computer trying to make photoshop work.

This week I have a workshop on creating a training program. Along with all the usual.

So here's a morsel to start the week off with: