||[Oct. 7th, 2003|11:33 pm]
I belong to a Sunday morning study group for Property and Criminal Law. This is a serious group - we generally blast through the week's material in an hour or two, and then leave to get on with our own lives. This isn't about fucking around, it's really about learning.
This study group consists of four people: me, the Really Smart Chick who sits two seats down on my right, the Really Smart Guy who sits next to me on the left, and The Fourth Person.
The first incarnation of The Fourth Person was Mike, who is not that bright but who is a great guy and whom we were willing to pull along. But Mike decided that he didn't like the demands we were making of him (like, read the freakin' assignment) and dropped out. Mike was kind of a sponge, but entertaining enough that I was willing to be sponged a bit if he would just work a little.
Incarnation Two is S. S got invited into the group by the (intellectually) Smart Guy. He invited S because: a) she sits next to him and, b) he thought he had a chance to get into her pants. Problem is, he took her out one evening and lost all interest in her pussy on the strength of her stupid, running mouth. He doesn't want anything to do with her (now; we'll see if conviction holds as the semester progresses), but it's diplomatically impossible to uninvite her from the group.
Now we're all stuck with her, and she is a sponge. Never offers anything but an "I don't understand" question, just sits there being spoonfed by our efforts.
She is not spongeworthy.
I'm not going to give up the group, because I am getting a lot out of it - particularly in Criminal Law, wherein we are pretty much left to our own devices. I just hope her interest in this enterprise fades. I can stand to pull along someone I like. I can be part of the intellectual overflow that they soak up.
But, dammit, they need to be spongeworthy!