SIX more days !!

Almost July 29th! Six more days. WowoWie! Sci-Fi channel really needs to start playing re-runs or something! And it would have been such a nice break this semester to get to take a few minutes and watch EUREKA and not do my homework!

And lets see, small miracles... only two more days left of class (and one test day next week) and lets see how many exams: Bio - 1 exam thurs and Final on thurs, intro to computers 1 exam thurs, statistics 1 exam thurs and final on monday, american government was two essays already turned in. Oh and the Net exam is friday. How many was that? Six? And I had two today for Bio. and they wonder why college students get stressed out!

Mr Lizard has been spotted. He now lives in the downstairs bathroom between the wall and the cabnet under the sink. *little f-er* but at least he is not in danger of getting in bed with me and scaring the bageezers out of me!

Normally I think of better blogs. This has been a very hard semester for me. Life in general has been difficult to say the least.

The update on my cousin's kids that I was not going to give... My cousin and his wife were granted temporary custody until Aug 11 court date. The kids momma was living with a level 3 sex offender who had raped a 12 year old boy. And she wonders why everyone is pissed. She knew about it. But what pisses me off is the police response. When my cousins wife called the cops they told her, "Because the mother lives there also, it is considered supervised custody and we can't do anything about it." How about that! A child molester rapist can live with kids. There is something bad wrong with the system.

maybe I just need to take some cymbalta and ingore the life that surrounds me. nothing in it satifys me anyway! I mean c'mon, I got to be tested on what I havnt' learned this semester, I can't stand the fact that these kids are in infinate peril, I hate this lizard... I am kidding around here, please note the humor!

How to use the TI-83 caculator

Step One - Run, don't walk, to the nearest steel beam and procede to WHACK your head as hard as you can.
Step Two - Repeat step ONE until you knock some damn sence into that thick skull of yours.

HONEST.

Statistics is not that hard of a class. I understand every word the teacher says. On it's own merit, understanding math to me is like understanding the Greek Alphabet. So, when I say I understand a math class... Armagedon is around the darn corner.

Well, that is, I understand the class until we (the students) have to get out our $140 calculator which is our "essential tool". The teacher then starts speaking Greek. Do this, that, hit this, that, then 2nd and this button, and graph.

mine says: syntex error

I repeat the process. My graph is there now, only off to the right. I raise my hand (meekly because he is a little bit of a turd and calls you stupid or tells you to wake up or mocks you in some sort or fashion if you have the audasidy to ask something and he moves FAST). He calls me up IN FRONT of the class. Blushing I go hither. I hand him my calculator like it is an offending object. His eyes flicker to the screen then to my face. He Bellows, "Don't you own a home PC?" Yes. "YOUR WINDOW IS JUST OUT OF ADJUSTMENT, FIX IT!" How? "There is a great set of instructions in the owners manuel." I slink back to my seat. I glance at the 100 page owners manuel and realize quickly that an Algebra text book reads easier then this. Some guy that sits in front of me, reaches back and takes my calculator and in less then a minute has reprogrammed it. I look at my graph. OH that is what it should look like.

In other news, my Biology class is a trip. That teacher is so smart he assumes we are all math majors. He asked us to make a scatter plot (that is not until chapter 12.1 in statistics) and that will be a lab exam. I have followed his directions. My scatter plot on the computer don't look like the scatter plot he showed us. He has also given us a very complicated algebraic equation to learn and we will be tested on that on Monday. This is damn Biology. Let me disect something for crying out loud.

The intro to computers class (which we need to get our degree here in the deep south) is a blast. We are learning MS office 2003 and I am running the newer version at the house and on the laptop. *SIGH* And most of this stuff is redundent. We get to learn how to use the internet on Monday. WOW. And the damn book was over a hundred bucks. We get one credit hour for this class. I wonder if he will show me how to make a scatter plot! I think I am gonna email him right this minute. Or the minute that I get done with my post.

Online Government is really neat. Our question today was should marijuana be legalized in light of the new studies that thc is stronger now then ever before (but not as addictive as nicotine or caffine). Oddly the majority of our class of 77 voted yes. GEE I WONDER WHY?

Off to bed for me!

Zoop, Zop, Zilch, Zing *little frying noises*

One more day this week and my brain feels like it is on total and complete meltdown. I mean it. Like my brain is made of wax and my blood is saturating it at 180'f. None of my classes are hard, yet. They are just time consumming in an antagonizing way. It is like your there and there and there and intrested and then BOOM everything is bouncing off of you and your looking at the instructor with an odd glazed look in your eye. Or maybe that is the cold medicine. Hmmm.

On top of having a cold, a sinus infection,,, my algeries have decided to go into overdrive. So, I feel like I am drowning, with an incredible amount of sinus pressure, itchy watery eyes, itchy throat, and a constant stuffed up nose that is running. CAN I FLIPPIN WIN this week? Oh, or one side is stuffed up and the other side runs and if you blow your nose your ears pop. THIS SUCKS DONKEY ....

I do want to transfer some of my American Government links and my sassy talk over here. Maybe I will get that far later in the weekend as tomorrow is out. I will be at school from 7:30 am until about 6:00pm.

Material I bought today was an off yellow, kind of green eyelet on crepe. W'world had it marked down to .75c a yard and I went, "Hmm curtins for the kitchen for $2.75" and I bought the 3.5 yards that was left. I brought this home and my aunt went nuts. She was like, "OMG, OMG (the actual words, not chat lingo) this is WHAY too nice for kitchen curtins." and we bantered for a few minutes and then... she (is brillant) refolds the fabric and makes a few measurments and will use less then half of what I bought for the three windows and have enough left over to make a dress. Me... I am math dumb. I would have kept it on the orginal fold and wasted material if I made a dress. :) But my aunt really likes the material. She has picked it up and gazed it over about ten times this afternoon. That makes me feel good. I bought something for the house that other people actually like! That and she is under the stone impression (no indication from me) that I bought it specifically for her. ;) OK, I will give her that! She is pleased and it takes a lot to please her, so... yep, it is yours. But she don't believe the deal I got on it. EVEN tho the price was attached to the material VIA a staple (thanks to the dumbbutt clerk) but... WHAT EVER! For the record plain white eyelet on cotton is going for almost five dollars a yard. And that is at Walmart, if you get into the high end fabric stores you are going to pay dearly for eyelet material.

The problem of showering

First I want to say, I am not complaining about the actual act of showering; as I desperately needed one. When I say desperate, I am not saying I have gone days or weeks without a shower, I just mean I felt the dire need for one. No matter what I did today I sweated and despite the fact that I used deodorant (and refreshed a few times today) I just felt like I smelt like salt and other stinky things. All right, now that we have the clarification out of the way, then why is it that when you are indisposed (i.e.: showering) that you think of the best damn wording for your blogs?

Topics I want to cover (so I can remember later) Obama, road kill not getting picked up, gas prices, telephones, President Bush, back to school, baby brat, and tonsils.

Let us start with tonsillitis and my daughter Molly. I was spoken sternly to by the family doctor today because Molly still has her tonsils. Like that is my fault? He did not understand why the ENT did not take her tonsils when he did the last set of tubes when she was 4 but he did take her adenoids. Again, like that is my fault? I begged, pleaded, cried, begged some more, offered sexual favors; the whole nine yards but the ENT still wouldn't take them because she had never had tonsillitis. And I explained this to the family doctor. I also told him that one week after her "recheck" on the tubes she did have tonsillitis but that was "normal" and "no need to put her under anesthesia again. To which I greatly agree, there is nothing more heartbreaking then the twenty minutes to two hours you spend fretting while your child is undergoing a "standard procedure". So, Molly has tonsillitis. Ironically she was not complaining of a sore throat. She just had a runny nose. I wanted some of the "good stuff" VIA prescription to give her. Well, we got it.

The terrorist in training went with us. I wanted the doctor to check her because I know just know, that she has phenomena however the doctor said, "Mom, it is all in your head, or the baby's anyway." Yea, and bite me, she is coughing so hard at night she wakes up crying. But I guess that is a figment of my imagination also.

School starts back tomorrow for me. La te dah te dah. But I am excited despite myself and I am actually looking forward to five straight hours of hell plus the online class. Maybe there is something wrong in my head! But it sure beats being home and bored because there is no work to be had in this area unless you have a masters, doctorate or at lease a bachelor's degree in something. And who has time for that? Well I do. I am making time for it because there is nothing else to do. I mean, I could just be bored and blog all day and fight with the people in the house all day, but hey; that really gets old and boring.

But that does lead into President Bush. I thought we were in a world of trouble when His daddy got elected in. It was like, "Hey we got a shrub for president." And then the first George Bush did actually end up being like a terminal termite to our great country. I actually used to be patriotic. I loved America. Our flag and everything we stood for. The first President Bush sure did change that outlook on life. So, when Jr. ran for president I actually registered to vote and voted for that billionaire (so broke I had to use spell check on that word) and then got summoned to Jury Duty. Ok, I am no longer registered to vote but I will get back to that topic. Anyway, Jr. has run us into an economic recession. Depression but no one will say the red words if fear it may be true. I have never gone so long without a job. It is a year and a half this June. I have never paid so much for gas. I have never paid so much for groceries. Milk today was $4.55 a gallon. And to make matters worse, the electric company just got the OK from the federal government to raise the price per kilowatt hour. Did Bush Jr. single handedly bring down our government? No, but I think he has an awful lot to do with it, just like his daddy. I think there were a few bills' he could have passed and some of the ones he did pass he could have done it earlier. Like raising minimum wage or actually sending out the economic stimulus checks. Hang on, I've just killed two ants and I have to make sure my bed is not covered, THAT would just be the perfect end to the perfect day! OK, I don't see anymore.

So, anyway, Bush has set the stage for the next president. The next president will have to wipe up the mess that Bush made. I am glad Hillary is out of the running. I don't think our first woman president should be blamed for the big fallout that is coming. I favor McCain. I favor him because he has a strong military background and I don't think he would hesitate to reinstate the draft. Obama? What a joke. Go ahead, elect him in. After all, we haven't had an assassination in a long time. We are over due. Down here in the Deep South that is word in cheek. You bring up Obama and within five minutes assisnation is brought up. I am not against a Negro being elected in. I am against stupidity being elected in. I learned from Obama so far that we have 58 states not including Alaska and Hawaii. Funny frown face. I have also learned that he is no longer Muslim but a Catholic Muslim … um… cough cough… DO WHAT? And just what God do you worship? OH MY. Um… IF YOU SAY SO. And please quite firing your pastors. (In the Catholic religion we have a priest, but you have a pastor… and you're a Catholic Muslim?) And that is all I am going to say about Obama.

I am going to skip telephones because my blog is getting lengthy. I will however cover road kill. I was reading an article on road kill not getting cleaned up in the salt belt regions because more then 80% of the roads and grounds budgets had been spent on the clean up from the bad winters. OK, I understand that. But didn't they also get emergency management aid? Oh, we are supposed to forget that part. But really, if you live in the salt belt, please don't fret this road kill not getting cleaned up thing. They don't practice it down here. At least the road kill will get picked up out of driving lanes in the salt belt area, they don't pick them up in any lane down here. You just play dodge the dead animal and the flock of buzzards. After all, buzzards have rights you know. What did concern me with the article is the fact that the local governments are allowing their townships to "Cop out" of their responsibilities. I guess our roads and ground commissioner will say that due to the rising fuel cost they will not longer be grading our clay road. But no, that won't happen. They love to torture us. They grade the road and turn the soft stuff up out of the ditches the day before it calls for rain.

I am done for today. This is not the post I came up with in my head in the shower. The one I came up with covered the same topics but was witty and well written! I think I have managed mediocre sarcasm and better written then many.