I've been in school one week. The love/hate relationship has officially returned.

As usual, work is fine. I love the students, and my bosses, and the work study kids. I do NOT like the older, head secretary lady in the office who for some reason is not friendly at ALL to me anymore, even though all last year we were cool (edit: we were cool when she felt like it, so I guess I shouldn't be surprised that she doesn't feel like it anymore). She doesn't say hi or bye to me, and keeps saying things like "oh me? I'm fine. It's just that I HATE WHEN THE OFFICE IS DISORGANIZED. <GLARE>" because they're setting up a tiny office for me where our storage closet used to be (and when I say "they" I mean everyone in the office except her), and so they had to throw out all these old files (literally, stuff from 1975-1982) and move a copy machine and the stuff isn't even REMOTELY near where her desk is (not to mention that where I was advising before, sort of in the front of the office, is technically against federal guidelines because of student privacy laws and all that). Anyway. So far I'm just acting like things are normal but when someone sneezes and you say "bless you" they should "thanks". That's all I'm saying.

So, yeah, school is stupid/awesome. I'm turning into this bitter grad student, which is not cool. I have this one class with a bunch of upper-level undergrads and on Monday the girl sitting next to me (who looked like she was about 12, btw) kept writing heart KAPPA SIGMA heart over and over and over again in her notebook. I mean, shit, why why come to class when you could do that at home. And I'm sort of tired of all my classes starting with discussions about "what is religion why is it important why do we have religion" because I realllllllllllly don't care what your 19 year old brain thinks about why good things happen to good people. At least this class is an eastern religion class, so there are a lot of first-generation asian kids, who have cool stories about growing up with Chinese religion or something a little different.

My other class is a grad level women's study course, and the people are incredibly smart and focused and interesting. I think I'm the only religion person in there, and the rest are doing human rights/AIDS relief/social injustice/racial awareness/gender identity work which is totally interesting and new. So far no one seems really full of themselves (which is rare for a grad class) and the only thing the prof says is "yes, good" to our discussions. Oh there is this one girl who jumped all over this guy sort of harshly and for no reason ("if this is what you're saying, you are ridiculous. Did you even read this article????") but everyone in the class sort of started giving her icy looks after that. Anyway I'm sort of intimidated but excited.

The apartment is coming together. Seth found a consignment store next to his work, so maybe this weekend we'll go check it out. In bittersweet news, my friend Amy is giving us her huge queen-size futon, but only because SHE IS MOVING TO D.C., like this weekend. :( I'm totally sad. We're supposed to watch the VP debates tonight. Maybe if I hide all her stuff she won't leave.

Speaking of Seth work, I just found out his office is having this big fancy dinner at a really nice restaurant on tuesday to celebrate a good sales month. I'm pretty excited because I love fancy things but all the dudes are wearing suits, so I have to make myself presentable ASAP.