November 27th, 2003

buzzed, B&W

My bloody knee

So, Monday night I tore up my left knee while playing indoor. The place I play redid the indoor field during the summer, and I think it's FieldTurf, same as Nippert Stadium. Anyway, for those who aren't familiar with the stuff, it's closer to real grass than your typical AstroTurf, as it's got blades of grass, and perhaps the most defining trait is the little bits of rubber in it. Click here for some details, though the page is poorly designed, and doesn't have a good schematic drawing of the stuff.

The stuff is definitely easier on the skin than regular turf when you fall on it as it's much less abrasive, as you're not falling on a near sandpaper-like surface, but instead plastic blades of grass. Anyway, I somehow fell on the grass so it skinned my knee. I didn't notice in the heat of the game, but when I went to sit for a bit, a teammate pointed out that I was bleeding. I didn't think anything of it - figured it was just a standard skinned knee. Bleh, how wrong I was. Yesterday I'm sitting at my table, messing with the computer when I suddenly feel this pain in my knee. I don't look at it, thinking it's just mental, and I've psyched myself out. I eventually have to itch my shin, and when I do, I realize my knee is bleeding and oozing some not-quite-clear fluid (I wouldn't call it pus). Stupid knee. Anyway, it's still really tender, and it hurts when I bend my leg, and I've been limping a bit as I try to keep from bending it, and causing the still forming stabs to tear and result in more oozing and bleeding. I caved and bought bandages for it too. It's not going to be pretty next Monday . . .
buzzed, B&W

College Age

Man, I've been writing a lot recently - I wonder if this is a reflection of my current dissatisfaction with life, and I'm writing so I have a place to vent . . . anyway, right now I'm in the car while Tony's driving to Chicago so we can meet our parents and family friends for Turkey Day.

So, Tuesday night I stopped by Evangel to meet my friend Matt. I had read some Tupac lyrics for him, as he's writing a paper on rap music and Christianity (Evangel is an Assemblies of God university - sorry for the lack of linkage but I can't access the web to find stuff). Anyway, I went to the library first, before figuring out he was in the lab, and while walking around the buildings, I realized I miss being a college student. I don't necessarily miss the academia, but I miss the benefits of being a student, such as being surrounded with people your own age all the time and the common purpose (getting a degree) of most of the people there.

I also realized I'm still really in student mode. I was on campus and realized I was dressed like a student, but it's what I've been wearing to work too. Some clog sandals, some slacks, and a hoodie. Very relaxed look, and definitely not a business look. I think the student look came through during my TFA interview as well. I'm not huge on dressing up, at least in the sense of anything that requires more than an oxford and a tie, so for my interview I went in wearing an a forest/olive green shirt, cream khakis, a think black tie, black belt, black socks, and black shoes. Not super dressy, and something I was still comfortable in. Was surprised to see that of the other 3 guys there, two were wearing suits, and the other guy was dressed more casually than me, with his Doc Martens, cords, and a sweater.

Anyway, my lesson went well, and the interviewers even talked with me about the lesson I taught later. (It's kind of a neat way of solving algebraic equations that I was shown when I was subbing.) The part that I'm not sure about is the interview - the guy was taking lots of notes, so the interview was very formal, as he didn't look up much. In the past interviews seem to often turn into conversations, so the interviewer can get a feel for me, rather than this very standard, stick to the rubric type deal I had last week. I walked out of the thing thinking I did poorly, but in hindsight, I really have no idea. The TFA guys had been there a couple days, so copious notes are good for them to remember later when they have to pare the field down.

I've also realized I post really long entries - that when I start to type, I type a lot - I don't know when this change occured because most of my earlier posts are rather terse. I think this is another sign of my disatisfaction with my current place in life, as I try to whittle down the days till I'm done with my AmeriCorpsposition - I write to escape from reality (or in this case the tedium of a long car ride).