||[Nov. 9th, 2010|01:15 pm]
prose before hos
Urghh. Wrong side of the bed morning, I think. I'm generally pretty lucky when it comes to period, but I'm all moody, nauseous and out of it. Balllls. I came home to Kelly in my apartment last night and I just felt so disconnected the whole time. I'm trying to not over think that, it's just a mood blip.
The end of Montreal was splendid. Lots of chatting time with Madde to release our existential angst and frustration, hehe. We went to the co-op bookstore and I got all sorts of incredible zines - one about The Jane Collective, one with a thought-provoking look at sexual assault, one on Anarchist Feminism, the last an account of the Toronto G20 summit from a militant activist perspective. Really great stuff. And a book on Queer & Gender theory by Riki Wilchins that I'd much prefer to be reading than working on a twenty page care plan. Ayeee.
This morning I could've pummeled the girl in my research group who's been causing us issues for this whole assignment. She was saying "I tried calling to make meetings, but no one could, so..." and I let that go, because it's just a blatant lie and that argument wouldn't go anywhere. She set meeting times and then never showed, with no explanation, multiple times. And then she started critiquing my formatting and I was like "... did you even read it?"- I'd sent out multiple drafts in the last week asking for feedback, which I'd received none of. I'd emailed her twice asking for the spelling of her last name for the cover page - and she said she'd been too busy, and she trusts us. She'd never even read the paper we were submitting this morning. So I said, "Well, you didn't read it, it's already submitted, it's too late now to propose changes" and she made some remark about the tone of my voice and started talking about how I'd sent her a (somewhat passive-aggressive) email earlier this week when it wasn't her fault, blahblah, and I just tuned her out. I'm done. Everyone in our group is just happy to never have to talk with her again. I come off as such a bitch in this paragraph, but her attitude has gotten to all of us. She contributed half a paragraph to the whole thing after dicking us around about meeting times for ages, and then when she does make an appearance she has numerous demands and critiques for everyone. NOPE.
Sorry, ranting! Back to work.