I had a great day at Common Grounds meeting with sever lj people that are on my friends list. I am very much looking forward to a visit next month. I drank too much coffee and spent too much on over priced shots of baileys mixed with the coffee. That meeting continues to underly my amazement at live journal and its abilities to bring people together. I'd never met Cami though I knew her, so the meeting was far from uncomfortable.
I've been quite busy working on work for several classes and dealing with the university. Yesterday, Tuesday, was a long day though the lab time seemed to go by quickly. I hope to never have to do three lab quizzes during class again, they really sucked. The lab experiment went well and having the brailled lab notebook helped immensely. Statics still sucks and that is sure not to change much.
Not only was class long but the day of events seemed to stretch by yesterday. I came back from class two hours after I left to find a 40 foot section of construction fence newly put up almost to the band building. Brough, our cafeteria, is right across the street. Normally, we'd be able to get to Brough in 30seconds by just walking across the street. With construction, we used to be able to go about 100 feet, cross the street, turn around, and head back to Brough. This just adds more time to the journey and lots more confusion. I think its annoying mostly because they put up all of this new construction in such a shor t time and did not let students know what was in fact happening. Its not impossible its just very annoying.
After lab, or close to the end, I got a call from the disabilities office. Here's how the conversation wenn.
Office: Hi, how are you?
ner: Fine, whats up?
office: Well ... we just wanted to let you know that we haven't forgotten you but there might be a slight delay in you getting home.
ner: ok? What's going on?
office: Well, Dr. (director) has lost the golf cart, no one knows where it is.
office: yes, really. He may have to come and pick you up, or something.
ner: or something? I hope he comes.
office: He was saying he wished it'd not happened on his turn to take me.
ner: Ok, well I hope they find it, how'd it get stolen?
office: uh, ...
Dr. director did come to get me and I've never heard a guy in that high of a position string together so many explatives. Apparently some random person came up to him and touted the fact that he had a golf cart key taht would work the cart. Thinking nothing of this, he was amazed when he saw the cart just run away and further baffled as he ran across at it swearing, down the street. I'm not sure why someone would want to steal it, but I don;t think stealing it just for a joy raide is a real valid or "cool" reason.
They found the golf cart last night, on sixth street which isn't even on campus. Its probably say a mile or so awy from the union where it was parked last. I am relieved and now wonder if there's a real way we can lock the thing down.
Not much else is going on today. I'll go to the workshop on resume making which should be helpful as AI need to get going on job searching starting this year. Though I am employable and I think I'd help a company out a whole lot, the fact that I am blind will hurt my employablility and I will have to sell myself. The problem is taht I am the first, that we can find, chemical engineer in training, in the world, who is blind. So I have to sell myself, and sell myself I will.
Tomorrow looms the anniversary of September 11. I remember the 12tt, the day I found out of the disaster in the states well, and I'll write about that tomorrow on the day. Its important to think about it and realize how much we've learned about our country and about ourselves over the past two years.