It’s frigid in here, and outside it’s less than 50 degrees. I slept through more of my life last night, a party this time. It turns out i missed a good time at the open mic the nigt before. I didn’t really mean to miss the party either; a boy needs his sleep. The ‘Germany and the World of Hitler’ class is totally amazing, and i took pages upon pages of notes there. Afterwards i had lunch with Laurel and Justin (not the usual Justin), which was fun. I love to hang out with Laurel, and she might be leaving the country for her co-op, so i try to hang out with her as much as i possibly can. Afterwards we walked back home together and chatted. I got back home and had no interest in my guitar… i have weeks where it’s the sexiest thing on earth and week where i barely feel like playing a C-chord. At this point is was after 6pm, and i had been up since 4:30am, so i went to sleep either on the couch or in my bed (don’t remember). I wound up on the couch this morning because my computer’s alarm clock went off and i could hear it from my bedroom.
So, i blew off the open mic in exchange for glorious glorious sleep, and now i am well rested and off to work a morning at the coffee shop. Honestly, i don’t think i had anything to play at the open mic, which is pretty sad. I need to find some time to practice and write reguarly so i can be more excited about more of my songs.
There’s an open mic tonight at the campus coffee shop, but i’m not entirely sure that i’ll make it. Or, if i do make it, i’m not entirely sure of what i would play. I’ve been working on a lot of new things that aren’t quite ready yet, so that leaves me with a lack of new material and old material that i need to practice. Hmm…
And now i’ll talk about why i actually love going to school here. I’m sitting in the office of the theatre production proffessor, having come from the office of the liason to commuter students, and before that i was chatting with the Assistant Dean of the College of Arts and Sciences. The cool thing is, they’re my friends. I don’t mean that i could necessarily call one of them up and go hang out out their house, but they all welcome my drop-ins with a smile and always invite me to come back. Some of my friends here don’t have that kind of relationship with any professors or staff members, and i just find myself wondering why. I can actually tell you: it’s all about getting involved and making yourself known. No ass-kissing is involved, either! Simply proving yourself to be a reliable student or member of an academic association is really enough. So, here i am, on a wireless internet connection in the office of my Tech Director. I like my life. More news as i live it…
Well, last night i had spent hours bitching and whining about the lack of functional technology here at Drexel, owing to the fact that our marvelous voice recognition software basically transcribed a spoken word blog as gibberish. Thankfully for us all, the program in question conveniently crashed my computer before the post could be made. And, after all, it was gibberish.
On the contrary, right now i’m seeing some positive mileage out of Drexel’s technology: i’m blogging from a laptop in a random location on our newly famous wireless campus (nevermind that the dorms aren’t actually wireless, it’s irrelevant now that i’ve left them behind). Yep, all wireless. Did i mention that one of our namesakes is about to become one of the the few American saints? Yes, exciting times at Drexel. Love that D.U.