You should have heard by now from the news and at twitter about what happened in my country…
Talking right now to a friend who was there yesterday, thankfully uninjured but his friend had to have 20 stitches to his head. He’s in Taksim still. Ugh, spread the word.
Voluptua Sneezelip’s Studio Tour
For those of you who are not members of the “Ur - What Remains” facebook page, Sophia Rosalind (aka Voluptua Sneezlelips) has very generously offered to share her account of her studio tour as the sole subscriber to the “Heroes” perk in the indiegogo campaign. Here is the very detailed story of her afternoon with her guest Tenebrae and myself, including answers to questions she fielded for other Glitch alumni:
(p.s. If after reading this you find yourself wondering… The answer is yes, I am very sorry for eating Tenebrae’s taco).
So looking forward to the soundtrack. :)
- (We’re taking a calculus final. The TA is a well-known Lord of the Rings fan, and we’ve had running LotR jokes all semester.)
- TA: “Okay, guys, everyone look at me. We’ve been over the rules, but just in case: no notes, pencil your answers in on the scantron sheet, and graphing calculators only – no more ‘can I just used my cell phone’ nonsense.”
- Student: “[TA's name], my calculator batteries just died! What should I do?”
- TA: “Here, I’ve got a big box of spares.”
- Student: *struggling* “I can’t get this packaging open…”
- Student 2: “Here, I’ve got a pocket knife.”
- TA: “And I’ve got a pair of scissors if you need them.”
- Student 3: *from the back of the room* “OR MY AXE!”
- (Everyone starts laughing.)
- TA: “The only axes allowed on the exam are in the graph section.”
- (Everyone groans.)
- TA: “Oh, come on, you’re in a math class. Deal with the math jokes.”
- (The professor enters with a stack of exams. With him are two exam proctors.)
- Professor: “Tolkien jokes already, [TA's name]?”
- TA: “Hey, I didn’t start it.”
- (The professor starts handing stacks of exams to the TA and proctors.)
- Professor: “But I’m about to finish it. [TA], take these exams down the left flank. [Proctor 1], follow the desks down the center. [Proctor 2], take your exams right, along the wall.”
- (At this point, many of the students have realized where this is going: Theoden’s lines from ‘Return of the King.’)
- Professor: “Forth, and fear no problems! Solve! Solve, students of calculus! Points shall be taken, scores shall be splintered! A pencil day! A red-ink day! Until three thirty!”
- (The professor pulls out a pencil, holding it out like a sword, and runs down the first row holding it out. Students hold up their pencils, hitting his as he passes.)
- Professor: “Solve now! Solve now! Solve to good grades and the class ending! MAAATH!”
- Entire Class: “MAAATH!”
- Professor: “MAAAAATH!”
- Entire Class: “MAAAAAATH!”
- Professor: “Forth, exam-takers!”
- (The entire class rises to their feet and gives him a standing ovation. A week later, we get an email from the professor.)
- Professor: *at the end of the email* “PS: I appreciate all of you who wrote in their evaluations that I was the one professor to rule them all, but the best one yet was the student who called me ‘Mathrandir.’”
Wholock AU: The Doctor tries to solve the mystery of Sherlock Holmes, the detective who keeps dying.
OH MY GOD THIS IS GENIUS
He keeps telling me to wear an ear hat
Stop Being Nice
“Nice” is one of those weaselly things that you’re told you should be in order to get along with other people. The opposite of “nice” is not “nasty.” There are much better things in life to strive for than nice.
Things like kind-hearted. Trustworthy. Genuine. Thoughtful. Caring. Ethical. Funny. Gentle. Giving. Reliable. Mellow. Smart. Sweet. Insightful. Loving.
Nice is about denying your self in order to please others. It’s suppressing your objections to someone else’s cruel jokes so as to not offend them. It’s pretending you don’t care about things that are important to you, because it’s polite. It’s pulling your punches. It’s backing down from your principles when they’re not convenient.
It’s a real challenge. The line between not letting others step on you, and hurting them back? Nearly invisible; sometimes nonexistent, because the person on the other side simply can’t accept that you won’t let them run straight over you and smile about it. But it’s a problem worth wrestling with. I’m going to keep working on ways to find that balance.
Some will call me an uppity bitch, or pushy. Pick your insult. Because girls are supposed to be nice, aren’t they? I’m not a girl, and I’m not nice.
There are better things to be.