Wednesday, March 02, 2005
It was so not Gothic Monday
I went to type a grant proposal on Andrew's work computer. This gave me a rare chance to interact with Andrew while he was not high. Sadly, Andrew cannot give me his full attention as he is teaching 10th grade English at the time.
So I type and I type, filling my proposal with amazing rhetorical flourishes (ie. lies) (for example: "Students complete non-traditional tasks increasing their self-esteem and learing real life skills" translates as "Oh my God. Quit your whining. You can totally use a chainsaw while pregnant.") Meanwhile, Andrew is discussing the pros and cons of circumsion, mostly cons, with a deeply skeptical group of about five teenage girls. It's not untill I'm ready to leave that I realize Andrew is theoretically teaching them about Edgar Allen Poe.
So I type and I type, filling my proposal with amazing rhetorical flourishes (ie. lies) (for example: "Students complete non-traditional tasks increasing their self-esteem and learing real life skills" translates as "Oh my God. Quit your whining. You can totally use a chainsaw while pregnant.") Meanwhile, Andrew is discussing the pros and cons of circumsion, mostly cons, with a deeply skeptical group of about five teenage girls. It's not untill I'm ready to leave that I realize Andrew is theoretically teaching them about Edgar Allen Poe.
# posted by leah @ 4:15 PM 
