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Tuesday Hatred: Burnt by the Sun

I hate that the cafe in which I write this was until recently playing bizarrely inappropriate music (8-bit videogame-inspired stuff). It has now, thanks be to Hashem, moved on to the Kings of Convenience. I say it is inappropriate because everyone here is gathered to work quietly or some such shit. I hate that if I wanted to apply for a master’s degree in compsci I would apparently have to take the GRE again, even though the GRE is known to be a gigantic joke (also even though I am almost done with a doctorate? hello?). I hate that so many societies of fellows have application due dates in the first week of September (the only one that I know of that does not, Chicago’s Harper/Schmidt fellows, is also hosted by the only school among those I have yet surveyed which works on the quarter system—I’m sure I needn’t tell you that I do not find this at all coincidental). The one whose application due date is the earliest also demands the most in terms of application material! And what is one to make of the society which requests a writing sample whose length is not to exceed 3,500 words—can one really show oneself off, in writing, so scanted? Isn’t this bias against the florid?

I hate that TweetDeck’s “tweet”-scheduling mechanism appears not to work.

I love malic acid.

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August 31, 2010 - Posted by | Tuesday Hatred

7 Comments

  1. I hate that I don’t know what Ben is talking about w/r/t “Societies of Fellows” — all the ones I know of seem to have later dates.

    Comment by Adam Kotsko | August 31, 2010

  2. E.g.

    Comment by ben | August 31, 2010

  3. The due date is the first week of October.

    Comment by Adam Kotsko | August 31, 2010

  4. I made a mistake in the post, ok?

    Comment by ben | August 31, 2010

  5. I only called attention to it because the stated date caused an upwelling of panic in me.

    Comment by Adam Kotsko | August 31, 2010

  6. I hate when the slowly-fading “ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch” is used during phone conversations when one party is looking for something and is trying to stall a bit. I promise to stay on the call even if you were to not make any noise whatsoever.

    I hate that the townhouse complex where I live doesn’t offer a recycling program.

    I hate when I get heartburn so bad it feels like I can’t breathe.

    Comment by Jon | August 31, 2010

  7. I hate September. All indications are that it will only be imperceptibly less long than August.

    Comment by Earnest O'Nest | September 1, 2010


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