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Friday, April 27, 2012

An Article


St. Paul, MN—Arguing that tutors should return to the fundamentals taught in the Pnakotic Manuscripts and the Necronomicon in order to develop the skills they need to be driven to the very edge of sanity, Center for Academic Excellence Writing Tutor Peter Gawtry continued to advance his pro-madness agenda at the bi-yearly All-Center meeting Monday.
"Fools!" said Gawtry, his clenched fist striking the table before him. "We must prepare ourselves for a world whose terrors are etched upon ancient clay tablets recounting the fever-dreams of the other gods—not fill our heads with such trivia as Math and Writing. Our tutees need to know about those who lie beneath the earth, waiting until the stars align so they can return to their rightful place as our masters and wage war against the Elder Things and the shoggoths!"
The controversial CAE tutor reportedly interrupted a heated discussion about next semester’s schedule in order to bring his motion to the table. With the aid of a flip chart, Gawtry laid out his six-point plan for increased madness, which included field trips to the medieval metaphysics department at the University of Minnesota, instruction in the incantations of Yog-Sothoth, and a walkathon sponsored by local businesses to raise money for the freshman theater program.
"Our center is an orderly, sanitary place where tutors dwell in blissful ignorance of the chaos that awaits," Gawtry said. "Should our facilities be repaired? No, they must be razed to the ground and rebuilt in the image of the Cyclopean dwellings of the Elder Gods, the very geometry of which will drive them to be possessed by visions of the realms beyond."
Gawtry has served as president of the unofficial Tutor Union since 2010, when he defeated 89-year-old incumbent Matty Spillum by promising to enforce punctuality rules and refer repeat disciplinary cases to the three-lobed burning eye. He has run unopposed ever since.
"Peter sure likes to bang on that madness drum," fellow tutor Jamie McKelvey said. "I'm not totally sold on his plan to let gibbering, half-formed creatures dripping with ichor feed off the flesh and fear of our tutees. But he is always on time to help set up for our potlucks, and his baked goods are among the most popular."
"I must admit, he's very convincing, and not a little bit creepy" veteran tutor Elizabeth Todd added.
Gawtry's previous failed proposals include requiring the college band to perform the tuneless flute songs of the blind idiot god Azathoth and offering art student’s instruction in the carving of morbid and obscene fetishes from otherworldly media.
Several administrators attending the meeting were not impressed by Gawtry's outburst.
"Last month, he wanted us to change the center's motto from 'Fostering Young Writers' to 'Ph'nglui mglw'nafh Cthulhu R'lyeh wgah'nagl fhtagn,'" Center Director Jenni Runte said. "I asked if it was Latin, and he said that it was the eldritch tongue of Shub- Niggurath, the Black Goat of the Woods with a Thousand Young. I don't know any eldritch tongues, but I'm not sure that's such a good idea."
"We already changed the name of the center from “The Center for Academic Excellence” to “The Nyarlathotep Tutoring and Worship Center”," Runte added, "What more does he want?"
Immediately before the vote on his motion, which was defeated thirty eight to one, Gawtry gave his final remarks, arguing that the tutors and tutees are our future and that it's the director's obligation to make sure they are fully versed in the unspeakable horrors still to come.
All of Gawtry's remaining proposals were tabled so the directors could debate repairing the hole in the tutoring-room wall, as five tutors have disappeared into the adjacent skull-filled catacombs since the opening was discovered last week.

Friday, April 20, 2012

A Positive element of Stress?

So, I'm so stressed at the moment that apparently I can't sleep; however, the upside to that is that when you wake up at 2:30am with no hope of getting back to sleep, you get to see the sun come up.

I find it very reassuring when the sun comes up, it kinda restores my faith in nature, 24 hours at a time.

Go me!

Sleep will come, eventually.


Thursday, April 19, 2012

I may claim to be a wise man

but that surely means that I don't know.

I don't know anymore.

It's close to being over. But, it's not, and that sucks.