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Tuesday, May 10, 2005

stayed up all night

working on assignments that i found out weren't even due today and was consequently one hour late to my first class. since it was raining i wouldn't have minded staying home. i hate wet socks and using umbrellas. rain in los angeles should be like snow days in other states, with everyone getting a free day off and what not.

on a work-related note, three co-workers from the building next door were fired. actually, two were fired and one resigned out of frustration. if you ask me they should've all resigned. let me take this opportunity to say how fucking stupid it is that they were all let go--i can't really go into detail, because 1) i'm late for class and 2) i don't want to upset anyone else who might work for the machine who happens to read my blog. there is no consistency in this organization. there are 12 different staffs, all with directors who report to a group of super-directors, which i believe answers to a smaller group of uber-directors. and within and between each staff there is so much hierarchical and organizational bullshit that makes me question why i've been working here for 3 years. all i will say is that if those 2 were let go, then i know at least 100 other people who should be fired as well, including myself. let me put it this way: there are two aspects to this job, the first part has the potential to be incredibly rewarding personally, the second part being absolutely meaningless. they were fired for violating one of the policies meant to satisfy the latter, like so many others who hold that same position.

totally unrelated, i saw eve ensler speak this evening. she was wonderful. afterwards as she signed my copy of the vagina monologues i told her how i wholeheartedly agree with her on how academics are trained to be so tragically disconnected from their bodies and how we should all strive to attain groundless reality. because it is only when we disattach ourselves from the possessions and titles and roles and categories to which we so desperately cling that we can truly be free.

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