i went to my final meeting as president of an english "club" (kind of an ambiguously defined writing/reading group).

i have been trying for a two years to make something happen. we have had shoddy turn-outs for any attempts at events. they would have to work up to apathetic.

there has been much whining and complaining about the lack of activities. but when we schedule activities, that they chose, no one bothers to show. fine. i give up.

so the advisor (the professor previously known as the fraggle) and i show up and chit chat. and we wait. and wait. and, yes, you guessed it, wait.

no one. well, seems appropriate that we go out with a whimper. they were complaining about the direction and we set this up so that anyone interested in taking over could come in and they could decide on new leadership (as i am finally graduating!!).

no. one.

not. one. f-ing person. so we voted to give all of our funding for speakers to the gender studies program. we both thought that that was the best use of the money anyway and now we don't have to vote.

i love that they are all very willing to criticize and complain and say how they would do a much better job. and then when it is time to step up to the plate...

just me and wembly hanging out down at fraggle rock. *clap clap* down at fraggle rock.