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Yayness!
herne_kzn and his Lovely Companion are returning to Cape Town in the near future! The LC apparently has a job in Gardens, and the Dynamic Duo are looking for a flat in that approximate vicinity. Please would Capetonians keep their ears to the ground for likely opportunities? You can leave (non-lewd) suggestions on
herne_kzn's blog or litter the comments here with them.
Gawsh, I'm glad it's Friday. The grad list went up this week, and I've thereafter seen a small, sad trickle of students who, in blissful ignorance of the giant gaping holes in their curriculum choice, fondly imagined they were graduating. Number of students in tears in my office this week: three. Number of insoluble curriculum screw-ups: four. Threats of legal action: one. (Futile, they sign taking liability for their choices whenever they register, thereby acknowledging that curriculum advisors are only human and occasionally miss the aforementioned giant gaping holes). Number of screw-ups for which I was personally responsible, at least as unearthed this week: none, fortunately.
Back to the loving hyper-linguistic arms of The Middleman! Goofy Middleman Exclamations Du Jour: "Katy bar the door!" "As serious as a Hefty bag full of Rottweilers!" "Grapes of Wrath!" "Gobsmackit!" "Aw, phooey!" "Hands across America!" "Sands of Zanzibar!" "Guns of Navarone!" and the perennial favourite, "Dagnabbit!" Bonus pun points for "I've got an heir-lock" and "Elemental, my dear Watson", and sf geek cred for the Frank Herbert Junior High School.
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Gawsh, I'm glad it's Friday. The grad list went up this week, and I've thereafter seen a small, sad trickle of students who, in blissful ignorance of the giant gaping holes in their curriculum choice, fondly imagined they were graduating. Number of students in tears in my office this week: three. Number of insoluble curriculum screw-ups: four. Threats of legal action: one. (Futile, they sign taking liability for their choices whenever they register, thereby acknowledging that curriculum advisors are only human and occasionally miss the aforementioned giant gaping holes). Number of screw-ups for which I was personally responsible, at least as unearthed this week: none, fortunately.
Back to the loving hyper-linguistic arms of The Middleman! Goofy Middleman Exclamations Du Jour: "Katy bar the door!" "As serious as a Hefty bag full of Rottweilers!" "Grapes of Wrath!" "Gobsmackit!" "Aw, phooey!" "Hands across America!" "Sands of Zanzibar!" "Guns of Navarone!" and the perennial favourite, "Dagnabbit!" Bonus pun points for "I've got an heir-lock" and "Elemental, my dear Watson", and sf geek cred for the Frank Herbert Junior High School.
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Date: Friday, 18 September 2009 09:52 am (UTC)no subject
Date: Friday, 18 September 2009 10:05 am (UTC)no subject
Date: Friday, 18 September 2009 02:32 pm (UTC)I have a recurring dream/nightmare in which I'm back in university, and have somehow both left out a required course until my last year, AND neglected to attend for the first six weeks of term.
Details vary - sometimes it's an essay-per-week course, and so now I'm several essays behind; other times I have to visit the most soulless and humourless prof I encountered in university to beg permission to join the course.
Sometimes I've forgotten to take a course at all, and cannot graduate.
I'm not sure how I feel to find out that this actually happens.
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Date: Monday, 21 September 2009 06:17 am (UTC)no subject
Date: Saturday, 19 September 2009 06:50 am (UTC)I missed my graduation the first time around thanks to huge gaping holes in my transcript (I must have had one of those human advisors). Still it ended up being for the best as I realised that I had done a history major backwards (3rd year in 2nd, 2nd year in 3rd). So six months later doing two cushy first year subjects I had a double major. Sometimes these things are for the best--part of the reason I got my current job (which I love) is thanks to that history major.
So when they cry and gnash their teeth...you can know that for at least some of them it will be the best thing that could have happened!
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Date: Monday, 21 September 2009 06:18 am (UTC)