November 30, 2006
I never that I would be doing it, but I am. I am actually trying to find ways to fit more into less. I have adjusted my margins, adjusted the font spacing and I think I have got it. Part 1 of my paper has to be no more than three pages and I had more than three pages. I can do it, I am good like that.
Josh, my husband, now has a domain. Oh. My. Bob. OK, so I registered it and will setup WordPress etc initially, it is his. I'll start linking to it once the domain propagates.
Hey Eric... that means you have to install WordPress too so I can start linking to you. Right? :D
TV sucks tonight so I get to work on a paper. Go me. I've edited part one of four. Too much pressure! I just want it finished.
Edit: It is already resolving on my end. Nice! He has officially been linked!
Some links for Josh...
The Cat's Meow - recipes
The Brewing Network - Beer radio and podcasts for your listening pleasure
The Brewers Association - Lots of stuff
I just kicked three kids out of a tree in my yard. I'm all for letting kids play and climb trees and have fun, but not on my property. In today's society and especially in this state, people are too prone to lawsuits. The kids were climbing a tree that hangs over a nasty palm tree. Ask Josh, he has a nice scar on his leg from coming up against one. So, I kicked them out. I also warned them about the snakes that live in our little jungle. They would have been screaming if one of them came up to the tree while they were in it.
The most interesting thing about their little adventure is that they traveled the length of the yard through the branches and bushes* instead of just walking up to the base of the tree. I cleared that area out weeks ago. I'm hoping to plant some shrubs on that side of the house. I have to get all of the other crap out of there first. Maybe during spring break.
*I could hear them and watched them from the windows.
Kitty is still a little wobbly. I don't know what they gave her, but I'm going to be slightly hesitant to take her if they insist of knocking her out often. They already gave us some sedatives for her return visit Tuesday. They better not make her like this again. This is freaking ridiculous. While it was nice to sleep through the night, it is a little worrying when your cat can barely make it to the litter box and back without stumbling. She did manage to hop up on a chair in the kitchen and then onto the table. Yay for kitty.
My little kitty is back. She's apparently developed a reputation as an "easily offended" cat. In other words, she was a complete and utter terror at the vets. She started swatting rather aggressively at one of the vet techs who was getting another cat out of the cage below hers. Prognosis is still to be determined but they are leaning towards asthma. We'll know more in the next couple of days.
Right now she is wobbling around trying to remember who we are and where she is. At least she isn't screaming and hissing at us anymore. My poor baby.
I feel so lost. My little kitty is at the vet's office right now. She has to get an x-ray to find out why she has been coughing so much. She wasn't being very nice when they tried to x-ray her while she was awake, so she has to be sedated for them to do it. We left her there and will go back for her this afternoon. The poor thing is going to think we abandoned her.
On a somewhat related note. When I was looking up some vet information I came across Pet Apartments. How freaking cute. I could get the castle one and say my cat has her own castle just to crap in. Hell, I could make one on my own. It's just corrugated plastic. Josh just informed me that "it's a pain in the ass though" which is probably true.
I saw something that disgusted me today. To think that a person could be capable of such a thing makes me shudder.
What could be so bad, you ask. I'll tell you what.
On my way home I spotted some old man driving his Rolls-Royce Phantom around. Oh, there's nothing wrong with the mere driving it, but rather it was the fact that it was painted primary freaking red. I was disgusted. I actually said out loud, "Oh no. They didn't. Oh my Gaww..they did." It wasn't a classic red. It was worse than a Ferrari red. It was wrong on just so many levels. Why would you want to do something like that to such a thing?
/shudder
53 words over the minimum, 47 words under the maximum and I am done! Go me! /does a little dance.
Now I think I will give the extra credit essay a try. I still have about three hours left in my deadline, though sleep should be a priority as well.
I'd like to thank Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone, Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets, Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban, Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire, and The Day After Tomorrow for getting me through this paper. I admit I was doing other things some of the time, but the simpleness of the movies really helped keep me from being distracted by the TV.
Edit: Miracles do happen! It took me 15 minutes to write the extra credit essay. I'm on an essay spree. I'm giving the credit to the Robitussin I took for my cough. I am planning on finishing my college career without having ever resorted to using something like adderall. While it is great for those that need it. It is frustrating that so many people are using it to get through college and in some cases, life.
I've reached the half way point and have just finished point one of two and I still have to write a conclusion at the end. Let's hope I can stop coughing enough to actually do this. Six more hours until my self-imposed deadline! There is still hope. No naps during this half. I don't have time.
Unless a writing miracle occurs, I won't be writing my extra credit essay. There just isn't enough time.
I'm holding steady at 18% of my paper completed. I'm out of ideas. It is 62 degrees outside in the sun. Apparently it is supposed to be getting colder on Monday and Tuesday. Beavis, this sucks. OK, tea is almost done and then I really must get back to my paper. I must. I must. I must increase my bu... word count.
/begin rant
OK, so I don't really care about the actual event, but since it is constantly bombarding me on the news... let me say this. Katie Holmes is not a child. She's nearly 28. All anyone can remember her from is Dawson's Creek where she played a teen. However, doing some math, she was 20 at that time. She's had a child and got married. Get off her back. Yes, her husband Mr. Cruise is a freaking loony, but she's made her decision. Get over it and stop telling her to grow up. She has.
/end rant
I am having a bit of an emotional crisis. I am working on my paper for Asian History and feeling miserable. Concentration is at a minimum and it is not for lack of trying. I can feel congestion in my chest and it is making for some difficult breathing. I don't want to go to the damn doctor again, because they will just tell me to take some antibiotics. They prescribe them like they were giving them out as candy. You're sick? Well then you need a Z-Pack. Got a cut that looks bad? You need a Z-pack. Bored? You need a Z-pack. I think I'll just try something to cough it out or something.
The cat is sitting next to me on the couch. It appears to be her new favorite location. She's sound asleep. Aw. Last night we think she nipped so hard on her catnip that she passed out. My cat is so flipping cute sometimes. Other times she is a right pain in the tookus.
Last week I stayed at school a little later than normal. My brother needed me to watch my nephew while he and my sister in law were in class. So, I let Gabriel loose on the courtyard of CREOL and Engineering 3. He only got in trouble for running away once (just after this picture).
I also took this picture a month ago of AJ and absolutely love it. He came over to get something to drink in the middle of soccer practice and I snapped it real quick. I thought these pictures were lost when I thought my laptop died. Thankfully I was able to recover them!
Well, I must go feel miserable, read for tomorrow, study for two back to back exams on Friday, work on a paper due Monday and an essay due Monday.
I'm sick again. What is up with that? Congestion and fever are my unwanted friends.
So, my day today was quite interesting. This morning I had a discussion with a man who pushes people in wheelchairs at the airport. The discussion was about elderly people and "the smell". This afternoon I had a long conversation with someone out on work release. He was working hard to get his life back together (tomorrow he's out for good). Then I had a long conversation with a very gay Mexican/Venezuelan. He was funny. He was recently mugged and having a difficult time getting all of his stuff replaced (social security card, driver's license, cards etc). He informed me that I have beautiful hair and that I need to add a little more arch to my eyebrows. I have actually been conditioning my hair more than I used to. My eyebrows on the other hand. I'm lucky if I get a chance to "maintain" them, much less shape them.
He was telling me about doing drag shows and that his favorite person to dress up as is Jennifer Lopez. I think he probably looked pretty good too. He says he washes and maintains his skin with Estee Lauder. It shows.
Yes, this is my life. Aren't you jealous?
First off... Hi Eric. I'm uploading them now. There are 16 of them, so it will take a while!
Whoa, what an interesting 24 hours. The Dems won the House, they may very well win the Senate (though not with majority vote strength), Donald Rumsfeld resigned and an African-American Muslim is going to the House! My grandfather went into the hospital and my mom flew up. (He's fine now, but needs to be watched. She's heading back on Friday), and I discovered today that they are making/selling my dad's jalapeno cheese crackers again (now hotter) as well as making sugar-free mint chocolate pudding. I didn't tell Josh about that until after we had checked out. I'm evil I know.
Oh and the icing of my day was that I got my Asian History paper and exam back yesterday. I got a 97 on the paper and a 95 on the exam (and I didn't even get to attend the extra credit speech!). Go me!
Tomorrow I have a big day. Gabriel is going to be hanging out with me on campus. Interesting evening for me!
Josh tells me that 1. The beer brewing shall begin soon* and that 2. A new EQ2 expansion is being released Tuesday. I'm doomed I tell you, doomed!
*He's been carefully converting our deep freezer into a temperature controlled brewing environment.
The day seemed to start off good. That was until we started listening to the radio. The beloved Gatorland mouth was flaming. There was a huge fire in the Gatorland giftshop.
Oh how sad. The salamanders inside the gift shop died and it is believed that some of the pythons and possibly some alligators died as well. Sad really. I am very interested to find out the cause.
In other news, I'm not sure what to make of the sentence for Saddam. Yes, he was an evil person, but I don't think hanging him is going to be a good move. I don't believe he was able to get a fair trial, which is what he must have.
Why should he get one? Well, sometimes we have to set aside our anger towards people and realize that if we can't treat those we despise the same as we wish to be treated if we were in such a situation, we are doomed to become just like those we despise.
Also, for further reading... Shia and Sunni history from wikipedia. The fighting between these groups has been going on for a very long time. I don't think hanging Sadam would do anything to help the rift.
I found the following in a text file while searching for something from computer security class. Just one of the strange things that searches bring up.
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Remembering a great icon
It is with a sad heart that I pass on the following news. Please join me in remembering a great icon of the entertainment community.
The Pillsbury Doughboy died yesterday of a yeast infection and complications from repeated pokes in the belly. He was 71.
Doughboy was buried in a lightly greased coffin. Dozens of celebrities turned out to pay their respects, including Mrs. Butterworth, Hungry Jack, the California Raisins, Betty Crocker, the Hostess Twinkies, and Captain Crunch. The gravesite was piled high with flours.
Aunt Jemima delivered the eulogy and lovingly described Doughboy as a man who never knew how much he was kneaded. Doughboy rose quickly in show business, but his later life was filled with turnovers. He was not considered a very 'smart' cookie, wasting much of his dough on half-baked schemes.
Despite being a little flaky at times, he still, as a crusty old man, was considered a roll model for millions. Doughboy is survived by his wife, Play Dough; two children, John Dough and Jane Dough; plus they had one in the oven. He is also survived by his elderly father, Pop Tart.
The funeral was held at 3:50 for about 20 minutes.
Three ladles of habanero sauce later and I'm fine. After class I ate lunch with a friend at a new "Mexican" joint on campus. I asked for the habanero sauce and the guys looked like I was insane. I guess they wanted to teach me a lesson because they put three ladles of it on. Not a problem. The stuff didn't even make my nose run. Their stuff is weak, that's all.
In other news, I don't have some new allergy. I'm just sick. I'm blaming it all on Josh too because he got sick first. He was actually sick enough to call in today. That's rare.
The weather is beautiful but I feel to miserable to enjoy it. It's not even 8pm yet, but I think I'm going to try and go to sleep now. I feel 80.
Odd, I'm not feeling well. I don't know if it is allergies or me getting sick. I know that two people who sit next to me in my computer security were extremely sick last week. They didn't come to class very often, so hopefully I didn't catch anything. I have exams or papers due every week for the rest of the semester. I don't have time to get sick.
I'm still working on knitting Josh's second glove. Even though I have a ton of other knitting I want to do, I want to finish this. I'm determined to finish this. It is something I can do while taking notes and something I can do while waiting for class to start. It is also going pretty fast now that I remember how I modified the numbers for glove number one. Go me.
I think I'm going to go sleep now. I feel so crappy right now I am willing to suck it up and miss LOST. You know I must not be feeling well if I am willing to miss that!
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