Tuesday, October 10, 2006
(12:01 AM) | Anonymous:
Tuesday Hatred: I walked abroad in an evil hour
I hate that, despite Adam's email in comportment with his policy of reminding the people who have signed up to hate or confess the day before the hatred or confession is due, I nearly forgot to hate. It was 11:48pm (Chicago time) when I began this post, having only minutes—not even minutes, a minute—before remembered, with a sudden expostulation, that I was called on to hate.I hate that I have to take a logic course. I don't hate logic at all; in fact, I kind of enjoy it. But I hate being required to take a course the material covered in which is material I've essentially already learned (and, in some cases, forgotten, but that's neither here nor there). You might ask: why not take a course that covers material I haven't already learned? Because that would be work. Not that I hate work. But I don't anticipate using formal logic in my future philosophical undertakings, so why expend extra effort in that direction? It's called "comparative advantage", people. I would extra-hate that the logic course involves the computerized manipulation of Platonic solids in order to disprove things, instead of something honest like specifications of structures, but I've skipped the part of the course that involves that.
If the above turns out to redound to my disadvantage (say, because the logic prof is googling my name (highly unlikely)), then I will hate that as well.
I hate how the time slips away when one has an internet connection. I came home today at around 6pm, having gotten out of class at around 5, chatted a bit at the department, and then gone shopping; after my arrival I cooked dinner and then I've been sitting around talking to people online since. Instead of reading Husserl (than which just about anything is more enjoyable; Husserl was a terrible writer) or Kant.
I hate classes that meet on Mondays and Wednesdays, because it means that, if you piss away your Monday evenings, you've got to do all the reading on Tuesdays. This is stressful!!! when one additionally has a presentation in one of them, the one that one likes the most, and in which one wants to make a Good Impression. If the gods were kinder than provident, they would make it such that classes that meet on two days meet Mondays and Thursdays (or Tuesdays and Fridays). Of course this would be nightmare for coördinating with classes that meet three days a week (which have no choice but to meet MWF), but that doesn't bother me now that I'm in considerably less danger of taking such classes.
I am truly sorry that all of my hatred is so parochial. I hate lots of other stuff, too! But it's just not coming to me now, or it seems so obvious. To be honest, I was in a much more hateful mood several days ago. Thursday? Wednesday? I can't even remember. What I hate most of all is having let each of you down. Please, redeem my post: hate.
