I know that blogging is like, so 2007, and really I should be focusing on learning how to sound like a bird, but I'm really getting into this (vanity?) project. When I wake up in the morning I have that excited feeling like when you like a special someone and that special someone likes you back, but it's early and you're not sure what's happening, but something new is happening and although the feeling is a little bit like indigestion, it's a good feeling, and you just want to have more of it.
Maybe this is a case of transference, and really I should go out to dinner with a special someone more often.
OR, MAYBE, I'm excited to be writing again after closing the drawer on a first novel and aspirations of a laptop-in-a-cafe existence. I like coming to work, like being in a cube next to Cristina, like having days like yesterday.
What was yesterday like you wonder? What IS the existence of a sometimes fashionable program coordinator and usually patient student advisor?
Yesterday was an above-average day (I used to be a high school teacher, so I like to evaluate things on a rubric that can be translated into a grade). In the morning Scott, Cristina and I met with new instructors who will be teaching in the spring and summer with the visual arts. There was Lawrence Azzerad, Jay Stuckey, Mary Beth Carosello, Robert Gallagher, Christine Caldwell, Meghan Paddock Farrell and Mike Walden.
Also, there were bagels.
One of my favorite parts of this job-o-mine is working with instructors who are new to UCLA Extension. It's an exciting, delightful time when everyone is seduced by their hopes and fantasies of how awesome a course is going to be. Then Cristina and I talk about what to do if someone needs an ambulance and how to deal with the occassional student who tries to take a course without registering, and the fear starts to set in.
So we had a bonding time, all of us in a meeting room at 1010, and I went on to have a delicious burrito at Whole Foods and meet with prospective students who asked smart questions. Then, I checked my mail box and found several bronze ADDY awards for our AIGA Student Group President, Lucie Mamos. Since I was planning on sitting in on The Why and How with Joanna Lee that night, I could hand the envelope to her myself with congratulations. See, a good day!
This is all real, by the way. Not some weird promo-collage of reality.
Then I sat in on class and realized I knew all but one of the students personally and felt good about that. I enjoyed seeing what everyone was working on, portions of which included a CD case that opens like the growing flower that's illustrated on it, a business card that is somehow also a wine cork and pasta packaging that includes seed packets for planting.
Then, Joanna told me she was engaged. For reals! This all happened yesterday, Thursday, March 12, 2009.
Around 10p I walked to Lot 32 got into my aunt's car (I don't have one and she's out of town, so, bonus!) with the fancy parking (my uncle is UCLA faculty and has a blue permit, so, convenient!) and I drove the four minutes to their home to their black cat, Monty, that was very happy to see me and all lovey-dovey.
Together we watched Property Virgins on HGTV, and I went to bed thinking about all the house I could buy in North Carolina.
In conclusion, not only did I have a good day but I am also writing about it.
Oh, and P.S. the television show Maude makes me happy, which is why this posting has a fantastic photo of Bea Arthur here. Netflix it people. It's unlike anything on TV these days.