Wednesday, January 04, 2006

Work is particularly frustrating right now because I have no clear plan or directive on how to conduct myself here at EPIC. The previous inhabitants didn't leave any directions on what to do, so I've felt like I've been laboring in the dark. I've come across documents on the library dating from the 80's, which are historically interesting but not of practical use.
The girls in the office are helpful in the sense of showing me around the cubical maze, but they have no hands-on experience here in the little library. It's almost like an excavation as I work my around, finding documents and books and trying to figure out where they fit.

School starts next week. I've only just got back into my freedom routine, now I'll have to turn around and head right back. It's a Dr. Chan class, too, so it will be doubly harder. She speaks English in brisk, authoritative tones which seem so out-of-place coming from a tiny 50-ish lady like herself.

3 comments:

dwain said...

I wish I was worried about going back to difficult classes. Instead, I'm worried about how to create difficult classes! How many hours are you taking?

Laura said...

3 hours/1 class. I just wish I was done. Of course, once it's all over, I'll be wishing I could have kept taking classes.
I still think back to Dr. Joly's English literature passion/obsession, or Richardson's mythology courses and Latin language classes with its weird verb constructions (we translated an account of 2 lovers, and one of the passages began: "and I will join you, having died, ..." , or eccentric Dr. Hurlow's writing classes with affection.

dwain said...

I feel affection for some of my profs, but few of them demanded rigorous study or analysis. Exegesis was not something that was focused on heavily in my classes, with the possible exception of Dr. Strait with Shakespeare. Perfunctory, most of it. And yes, exegesis is my word of the day...