Scheherazade in Blue Jeans

Medical
Usual exhaustion + nausea. Bad meds night last night, but okay today so far. Mildly brainfucked. Mild slurring of speech. Shortness of breath.

DocOrion
is in New York now. *sigh* So. You will get posts about things other than docorion and kink. I'm just a bit one-track when he's here.

Sociology
I didn't go to college like normal people; I Had Adventures instead.

(Not that I'm not saying that that's better or worse. I wouldn't be who I am without Vegas, and I wouldn't have had Elayna, certainly, had I gone from high school to college. But college would have been interesting, I'm sure.)

What I did was, I went to night school when Elayna was a toddler. Couple nights a week, while my parents were watching her. And math lab on Saturdays, because I'm math-defective, and Math Is Hard (/barbie) when the toddler is talking right next to you.

I started out studying psychology, but I made a little jog to the side and developed a fascination for sociology.

I'm reminded of this recently, when watching patterns of behavior. Where do people assume the lines are? And why are they wrong?

If I were to go back...
...to school... I'd end up studying neurology, I'm sure.

My reaction to "There is something wrong with your body" is "What? Why? How?" So I've done enough research on epilepsy and related disorders at this point to be dropped seamlessly into a third-year neurology clerkship, docorion says.

Interesting.
Psychology & Sociology + Neurology = me having sort of an anthropological viewpoint of A Normal Person.

Glass.



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Yes, let's have the girl with the brain damage that impacts short-term memory juggling two semesters at a time. That sounds like a great idea.

If you'll pardon me, I need to go get the Fall 2005 final exam schedule and Spring 2006 book order spreadsheet set up. In the next half hour. Having just sent everyone their Spring '06 teaching assignments. While simultaneously nudging the bookstore about Fall '05 book orders.

I'll get Summer '06 stuff before Fall '05's over. It just hasn't hit yet.

Boston now please?

As she got into the car this afternoon, Elayna informed me that a friend of hers would be calling to make a playdate for the express purpose of co-authoring a play.

*blink*

All the kids in the class write stories. This started with Elayna and her friend A. and spread outward, so now every kid has a story or two going on. The teacher has embraced this, and now she reads the kids' stories to the class at large, or has the author in question read them. Yesterday was A.'s story featuring all of the kids in the class, and some amusingly accurate characterization on the teacher and her assistant. (I know this because Elayna has a truly ludicrously amazing memory, and recited the whole thing on the way home.) I find that interesting enough.

But now Elayna and B. are co-authoring a play. Which will be put on in the classroom.

Huh.


EDIT: If you don't read Adam, you're missing funny Elayna stories.