I just "plooshed"

Today I found myself lifting a phrase from my philosophy professor (again) this time in another class. She refers to "plooshing" as what happens when you finally get something, and the metaphor she used was how when you have iced tea with a bunch of sugar on top of the ice, at some point the sugar will all fall down, a "ploosh". This professor has a lot of weird metaphors like that (including the "virtue train" to Concord, which is actually a lot deeper than it first appears) and phrases like "little alcohol elves that put mittens on your teeth" though that one had nothing to do with class and was just a random tangent. Needless to say, I love that professor.

So I finally got the point of one of my classes in an "Oh" moment. The class is, in essence, about how our modern economic and law systems originated in the 11th century and a series of Papal decries, and one question that is repeatedly asked is whether federalization is really a good thing. Now considering that I voted Democrat this past election I'm naturally pro-regulation, but this course has gone to suggest that too much restrictive regulation makes way for "clever lawyers" to find loopholes, while more general principles in law make that harder. I started imagining a woven cloth and how something like silk, which while less substantial, has much thinner threads and is more pliable, is actually harder to break through, while a tightly woven thing with thick thread has lots of holes between the fibers. I suddenly got what they meant by the "clever lawyers" exploiting said holes, and the whole course fell together. Now that explanation might not have made sense on here, but I assure you it fell together for me.

So yeah, a "ploosh". I think that's just a good word in general, especially in college coures.

More nutshelling than a peanut butter factory

Okay, that's quite enough of that. Earlier tonight I met with a guy from one of my classes to work on preparing for the midterm, though mainly what we did was identify where the information we needed was, i.e. in which page of what book or which lecture that bit of information was in so we could work on it on our own later, which is what I've been doing for the past hour or so.

Well, I'm halfway through condensing the material into a Word Document list of preliminary answers to the questions and my brain feels like it's about to melt, so I think it's time to stop. I usually avoid study groups because I never seem to be thinking in the same terms as everyone and jump around a lot in my thoughts, but this particular kid was able to keep up with me and vice-versa. It was a good feeling, and we got a lot done. I wonder if this kid is an INTJ too. He certainly agreed with me that our main books is denser than War and Peace, and that you have to be taking notes while reading it in order to get anything, so it's best taken in small doses.

And now, ironically, off to more reading. I think I'm going to end up having my head buried in a book for about half of this semester, not that I'm complaining.