Feeling overburdened, feeling overbooked,
Looking over all the little things I overlooked,
Bending over backwards, smoothing over stress,
Stressing over small stuff (but we broke up over less).
Getting overanxious, getting overwrought,
Thinking over all the things I think I overthought,
Still can’t overstate how wretched being over feels,
Still can’t overcome the way my head’s still over heels.
Fawning over many, fretting over one,
Getting over what I did is getting overdone,
Turning over fresh leaves, starting over new
(To paper over, day on day, how I’m not over you).
When it comes to preparation, my motto: “Anything less than overprepared is not prepared enough.”
Now ask me about commitment.
♫ Poor, poor, pitiful me
Poor poor pitiful me
These young girls won’t let me be
Lord have mercy on me
Woe is me ♫
(This has been a test of the Emergency Zevon Broadcast System.)
(For “young girls” read “employers and project managers.” Little overstretched at the moment, though not quite head-on-railroad-track bad.)
♫ Who’s got a day job looking at spreadsheets,
Coding up macros in VBA?
Who really should be selfish with free time?
Everyone knows it’s Cindy!
Who’s volunteered to cover for deadbeats,
Working a TF’s job for no pay?
Who’s going to save what’s left of my sanity?
Everyone knows it’s Cindy! ♫
(To the tune, of course, of “Windy”, by the Association, embedded above. The original doesn’t rhyme in the verses, so of course the parody only kinda does. Basically, long story short, Cindy has volunteered to step up and do some of the work that isn’t getting done by my fellow teaching fellows, even though she’s working 100-hour weeks in Hong Kong this summer.)
Masochistic tendencies. A dislike of things like “sleep” or “fun” or “happiness”. I would strongly discourage anyone from taking this course without Stat 110 (or, for that matter, with Stat 110).
(Four replies to this one. The two people who didn’t take CS181 with me wanted to know what class this was. The two who did already knew.)
(Funny concept, couldn’t find the right execution, and I tried a lot of variations on this joke before settling for this one. This was the day when I had two final projects due, both of which got done… somehow. Mostly thanks to my two amazing project partners, to whom I really owe a lot.)
♫ What do you get when you fall asleep?
You miss your alarm, you snooze and reset
Then run out of time to do your pset
I’ll — never fall asleep agai-ain
I’ll never fall asleep again! ♫
(To the tune of Bacharach’s “I’ll Never Fall in Love Again”. Audio is Splitsville’s rendition, a madcap romp through various musical styles, from the fantastic album The Complete Pet Soul.)
(OK, fine: “Off above plus beyond until after out from under which I’m putting”)
(As I told hid, my idea of an exciting time is realizing that “plus” is a preposition. Like most of my statuses, composed while walking back from something, in this case Jon Nguyen’s Boxing Club exhibition.)
(I TF’d for CSCI E-124 in the Extension School, so I didn’t really need to be there when the College course was graded. But I’m insane!)
