Code and cuteness

The kids from the daycare center every once in a while take a field trip across campus to the organic farm, and I saw them today walking across Red Square in a little scattery rainbow line of winter coats and squeaky important voices, and they were so freaking adorable I wanted to eat their toes. I'm pretty sure I was not this cute when I was in the daycare center at UAA. Well, maybe I was, but I have a lot of memories of things like getting stuck in the elevator and pulling the fire alarm and other annoying-in-a-not-cute-way sorts of things.

I switched to the Google beta version of this thing, which is fine, and then I started changing my layout, and now it's all crazy and weird looking and hard to customize. I sort of don't have the time or patience to mess with the raw code though, so it will stay plain for a while, I think.

I am moderately obsessed with Regina Spektor at the moment. This is the music video for her song "Fidelity", also known as "the song that I've been listening to nonstop for about a week." The song makes me really indescribably happy, and the video is beautiful and charming and I love it.

The Workforce

I'm procrastinating writing an essay for French, possibly because it is the last assignment of my undergraduate degree. After this, I will have completed my bachelors of arts, and be working as a full-time temporary employee of the college. Even though I'm 85% sure I'm going to keep taking French, unless I spend my evaluation conference screaming obsenities and slapping my teacher in the face, I'm pretty sure that by this time next week I will have earned all the credits necessary to graduate. This is a little scary. It's earlier than expected, for one. I was not planning to graduate early; I didn't spend all of my time studying to pass my credit-overload of classes, or carefully plan my classes so as to graduate in the least amount of time possible, like some people I know. I even completely flunked out one quarter, AND I took a year off. And yet somehow, here it is.
This job is much easier and much harder than expected. The hard parts are little things, like waking up early (I have to catch a 7:15 bus to get to work in the morning) and having to tell people I'm very sorry, but I don't know how to fix their problem. There's a lot of down time, which is good and bad. At the moment it's good, because I've had a lot of homework I can work on in between people calling me for tech support (and I totally mean homework, and not catching up on Go Fug Yourself and Dinosaur Comics, really, I swear), but once I don't have a ridiculous amount of animating and translating to do, I'm not sure what I'm going to fill that time with.
But I'm really enjoying the job, the parts where there are things to do, and the parts where I do know how to fix the problem. I feel useful. People appreciate me. It's a good feeling.