J-term mercifully came to an end today. The final was long and boring: four pages of fill in the blank (yes, we're 5th-graders) and a page of sentences to diagram vis-a-vis AAVE (look it up). Yes, I know, vis-a-vis is decidedly not AAVE. But the worstest, most obnoxious section was the essay. First, let me acknowledge that I am a good essayist, and have little fear of writing said essays. But second, let me point out that one could expect a college-level essay to have a point of view, a cogent argument, perhaps some supporting bits, a thoughtful conclusion, etc. All the good teachers I know carefully craft their essay questions so that students have a fighting chance at brilliance. Professor Flutterby? Not so much. Following is the essay question we faced today (verbatim):
Write everything you know about William Labov.
You, dear reader, do not need to know who be Labov to know that as an essay question, it blows. [pitch-perfect use of AAVE invariant be intentional]
And now we rest. Semester zwei begins Wednesday.
1.24.2008
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unbefuckinglieveable.
Psychology* weighs in:
On the bad days, this is nothing more than a stamina and time management project.
It's a sign of optimal prefrontal lobe functioning (AKA executive functions) to be able to delay gratification, and to finish the non-preferred task. You've said in the past that you like immediate gratification, and hey, don't we all? Now that you're dabbling in being an adult, you're also exercising excellent prefrontal skills. And lets face it, 40-year-olds with no impulse control just aren't cute any more.
There are other compensatory pleasures for being an adult. An exhaustive list will be provided under separate cover.
Your very survival now depends on your ability to savor the sweeeeeeeetness of being finished with this gawdforesaken class. Just as Ricky amps up and cries, you get to amp up and tell the whole world you're done.
Oh, I guess you just did that.
*Notice here, BossOfMe has gone from the editorial use of "we" (inflated sense of self) right over the line to the grandiosity of speaking on behalf of capital-P Psychology.
the previous post also gives another example in answering the question asked above.
hahahahaha
Scott, I love the sound it makes when you sharpen your knives.
Word Vomit
None of you have answered the question, so I thought I'd give it a crack. The best I could come up with is teksto-sputi or, my favorite, teksto-vometi.
vortvometi
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