crapulence
August 21, 2001, 09:24 pmUgh. That's how I feel. Ugh. Crapulence is all I have been given lately.
The application that jerkface and I submitted for the apartment was rejected. We wanted to live in a "nicer" place, but I guess this place is just too nice, because we don't make enough money to live there. Don't confuse that statement with, we don't make enough money to pay for the rent... Ugh. So now we are apartmentless at the end of the month.
I'm sick of all this apartment crap. I don't care anymore. Actually, that's not true. I want to keep living where we are living now. It's oh-so-very conveniently close to school and work and other important things. In fact, it's closer to where jerkface works, too. Sure, it's in the "ghetto" and it's not the nicest place in the world, but the utilities are included, it's cheap, ALL OUR CRAP IS ALREADY HERE, we won't have to worry about changing our phone/DSL/blah service... It's the laziest solution, and I'm all about being lazy.
If that wasn't enough crapulence, I am being kicked out of 4 credithours worth of classes at school because I haven't met one requirement (which has absolutely Nothing to do with either class). I was pretty sure I would be able to get into the important class (worth 3 credithours, thus keeping me a fulltime student) because it's a Web Development class and a) I know the teacher well, b) I have a 4.0 GPA for all computer classes I've taken, c) I've been on the Dean's List every semester since I've been at UofL, d) I'm a software developer at a freaking web development shop! But the teacher said that he's been catching a lot of crap for letting people in without requirements. So now I'm going to have to talk to the Dean (who knows and likes me because I make good grades) which is almost impossible at this time of year... Ugh.
I got to my Biology 102 class (to meet a general education requirement!) a bit early today since it was the first day. I kept thinking how incredibly small the classroom was (maybe about 40 seats or so) for a class that so many freshmen would take. Finally, the teacher got there and started handing out syllabi and I looked at it and it read Psychology One-Eight-Niner: Fecal Eaters and Whatnot (okay, not really). I waited about a minute later, expecting to hear the Professor say, Surprise! Ha ha! Just kidding! When that never happened, I quietly got up and left the room.
Then I realized that I hadn't gone to the wrong classroom; I was in classroom 102 and that's exactly what it said on my schedule. I was, in fact, in the wrong building! Yeah. Man, am I a dope! I went to the correct building and the correct classroom with the correct, incredibly large amount of students (like 200 or 8 million or somewhere in between).
Since I've been having all this crap happen, I haven't been at work very much, but while I was at work on Monday, Kurt (the bossman) admitted to Donk and me that if ITD doesn't get $16,000 by next Wednesday to make payroll that Internet Tool & Die will go out of business. I feel torn in two ways by this: on one hand, I love my job, I love the people I work with, I learn so much there, I make money there (albeit not much, but still, it's not too shabby). On the other hand, it would be nice to not have to worry about working for a while, I'd probably be able to buy some chairs or UPS's really cheap, I'd have time and energy to do really well in school and to work on my own personal projects. But everytime I think about the good things that would happen if ITD goes out of business, I get really depressed.
Phew... thank God I can listen to some of The Promise Ring's songs and relax.