19 November 2012

C. didn't get back to my text message about our professor being a dick because she spent the weekend hallucinating. She got bored at a party and smoked some pot. No one else hallucinated. She said our professor was being inappropriate which made me feel better and offered to reply to texts today. I still want to hallucinate but am totally sympathetic about how it would fuck up your weekend. Five years ago I wouldn't have felt the same way. I've grown.

4 comments:

lostgander said...

Hallucinating isn't always fun when you're not expecting it. It's interesting that no one else had the same reaction. Could it have been caused by an interaction with one of her medications, I wonder? I had a bad reaction to pot once that no one else seemed to have. It wasn't hallucinations, though. It felt like I'd been roofied and it was NOT pleasant.

wrenna said...

I don't know. I'm sorry you had a rough time too.

lostgander said...

Thanks. These are the risks you take when you do drugs.

What's going on with your professor?

wrenna said...

He's gone back to not replying to my e-mails. I think it will be fine, and if it's not I told him I was checking out my options with Access and Diversity. I told him that in the past I've gotten extensions through August, a process I take it he was not aware of. Hopefully I get in a good afternoon of work Wednesday and can devote my Friday to finishing the beast. Philosophy professors are less relaxed than history professors. I had been thinking of taking his Kant class next semester but not so much now. For the entire second half of the semester his lectures have involved reading from the textbook, with very little commentary. C. gets pages of notes out of this, which are pretty good from what I can read over her shoulder, but I get nothing. She also doesn't do the reading. She has a philosophy brain; I do not. I do lots of extra reading from secondary sources which I don't really have time for.