Friday Nights

As most of you probably knew or guessed, I like a drink. I really like a drink on a Friday night with a few friends. Others of you may know what a stressful week I had.
Upon entering the Brotherhood, one of my favorite Oly bars, how do you think I felt when all I could hear was a fat bro screaming things to his friend across the bar? The guy had on some stupid 'i'm trying to be cool, but i'm really a douchebag' t-shirt on along with a sideways hat. What was he doing in this bar? If he wanted to be a douchebag, he could have gone to Charlie's, or Hannah's, or The Royal. I mean, WTF?!?

Also, this bro and his bro buddies were trying to hit up on some beautiful women while still being douchebags. (Do douchebags get the girl IRL?) At some point I cracked and started yelling to my friends about the bros and them being in the bar that I like so much. The Brotherhood is CLEARLY not a bar for bros. My friends thought that I was going to start a fight, I was so angry. Then these guys and the women they were hitting on left together to go to another bar, Charlie's. (thats right, you better run!) I knew because they were yelling about it. Sometimes I hate Olympia.

Newbies

I got a message from a newbie in Indiana. She wants to go to Evergreen, but is terrified of the weather and also of it not living up to her expectations. Despite my usual attitude towards newbs, I told her the full honest truth. I told her that I like it here and that the weather sucks but not so bad. I told her that the school is good if you are motivated. I portrayed the school with cautious optimism. WHAT IS WRONG WITH ME! As an upper-classmen I am supposed to HATE FRESHMEN! They just want us to buy them booze, they are soul-suckers. They are so OPTIMISTIC. RAWR

Also, this is very close to home.

Taking Things Way Too Seriously

All right, this one goes out to Charlie D

We had powerpoint presentations for class on wednesday of last week where we were being evaluated by our peers. Mine was on sleep deprivation. I got my evaluations and they were ok, all of them besides one. I got to read a page of cold, odd insults which I will now quote:

Did he give a clear and organized presentation? Was it easy to find the main point of supporting points? Did they stick to the main points?
"No. No. Yes. He did not go off-topic." (this is where i started getting a feeling that this person thought they were better than me, complete sentence? come on!)

Explained connection between the research and project?
"No. He did not mention his project." (to be fair, i didn't and almost no one else did either)

Made good use of visual aids?
"Made adequate use. The images could have been better." (btw those images were AWESOME)

Used the time well?
"Yes."

(Here's the best part)
Had good personal demeanor?
"No. He was twitchy, ill groomed, and hesitant. He was not confident."

(Yes, I am twitchy and ill-groomed. They should string me up for that. What, should I get a fucking haircut before I go to do a powerpoint presentation? I couldn't take anything this person had said in the evaluation seriously anymore. Who says that?)

Well-prepared?
"Fairly. He could not quote sources."
(WTF? I thought we weren't supposed to write out a speech for our presentations. I thought paraphrasing would be good enough.)

What was the best about this presentation?
"The information" (sleep dep is pretty interesting)

One suggestion for improvement?
"He should know his sources and be able to quote them." (and that receives a big 'fuck you' stamp)

is it just me or is it inappropriate to call someone "twitchy and ill-groomed." The first time reading it I was incensed, but then I realized that this person must be upset with me,(is that possible) crazy, or socially retarded to say something like that. I have my theories on whodunnit, but what good is caring about it going to do. If I want to follow the life path of an artist, I need to be prepared to take harsh and ridiculous criticisms. That doesn't mean I can't give those people harsh and ridiculous criticisms right back and in a completely vindictive way. I gave the suspected ridiculing party some scathing criticism. (Allow me to paraphrase: Your presentation felt very canned, make it feel more natural and make us more interested in your topic. kthxbye)

My advice for anyone who wants to fuck with my shit, 'if you can't take the heat, stay out of my fucking kitchen. I cook with a flamethrower.'

The Reef Comic

I just got done writing a comic for Timefighters this morning while sitting at Café Vita. It feels good to get work done that isn't school related, but it is also kind of a bummer that I can lump that in with the rest of my procrastinational ceremony. I have the first draft of a research paper and a powerpoint presentation on the subject due Wednesday. I'm relatively screwed when it comes to that, but we'll see what i can do. College is killing me.