11:07:17 * Danno sobs
11:07:23 [ Danno] so fine, I go to clear this girl's temp files
11:07:29 [ Danno] well %temp% is in thumbnail view too
11:07:37 [ Danno] and for some reason it's in a weird arrangement, folders are on
the bottom
11:07:40 [ Danno] and the first thing I see
11:07:41 [ Danno] THE FIRST THING
11:07:50 [ Danno] is porn where this girl is getting dogged... by a dog
So my nephew has roughly 19 days before he enters this world.
And I am so flippin' excited, I couldn't even begin to explain.
And I have a cat now. And she is so flippin' adorable..
I love her to death.
She cuddles with mike and I when we are sleepin'..
i sent my resume to some people that posted an add on craigslist, they wanted "kitchen help" for 9 months or so in Antarctica. I probably won't even get a reply, but yeah, I'd be one hell of an adventure.
Ken Shamrock vs Kimbo Slice? What the fuck is Kimbo doing. Putting his career on the line to fight a bunch of over the hill fighters. First Tank Abott and now Shamrock. He needs to stop getting on the dinosaur fight card and fight someone who is in their prime.
At least Brock Lesner is going to fight Randy Couture. That should be a damn good fight.
Edit : WWE can suck a fat dick. Some of their "wrestlers" want to move to a career in mma. They will allow them to be released from their contracts but will ban them from fighting in any mma showcase. However brock lesner took this to court and fought it and won it. I think its fucking stupid as hell that they do this shit to people. Their just pissed that their form of entertainment is fake, and wrestlers that actually have some dignity (provided there arnt many) would like to pursue a more meaningful career. WWE just needs to shut down and all their fans need to pull a lemmings and jump off a cliff.
I'm throwing myself into a busy week again; classes, work, the fraternity.
I made first chair in University Band for the first time in a year and I get many solos, one of which is a montage of Raisins and Almonds-a song which I played many a time in my youth practicing.
My health is improving. My aciphex trial is almost done, and I'm better, but not totally healed. Going to Wheatland screwed me up a bit: it's always two steps forward, one step back. I think once I'm done I'm going to go on Prilosec for a while to help it heal all the way.
Wheatland pictures to be on facebook soon (whenever Jessie gets them up).
! الحمد لله
I started my last year of college last week. I do not want to talk about how much this is freaking me out.
I am so sorry that I haven't updated lately but things have been crazy. On Mondays and Thursdays, I have class from 9am - 7pm with 5 minutes between classes and work crammed in there too. Otherwise, I have one or two classes.
Here's the rundown:
Mondays/Thursdays
I have Cartography at 9. This class is awesome because I've always wanted to be a useless cartographer and it's taught by Bieneman. Did I ever tell you I had his wife in elementary school? She was my fourth grade teacher. Her mother passed away this week.
At 10:50, I go to work until 1:25.
Don't even get me started on these new kids. They deserve their own post.
At 1:40, I have French Film and Lit. It's only the second week of school and I already am just reading the SparkNotes. The class would be so much less painful with you girls but I'm surviving okay with...the one girl whose name I still don't know after four years and some other girl.
Five minutes after the end of French class, I have Ceramics. It's really just a class to help me calm down but I've already broken two pots and found two very not artistic buddies. I am so not artsy.
Five minutes after the end of feeling dumb, I have Arabic. Which is, quite frankly, awesome. It is difficult but a ton of fun. I feel like such a genius when I get a word right or when I understand what's going on. Also: heritage! I hope I get to talk to my mom's relatives before the kick the bucket because now I know my blood languages (as my mom calls it).
Tuesdays/Fridays
I have a confession to make. Because I couldn't afford the textbook and he stressed homework so much, I dropped my history class. So now I have to take it next semester.
In other news, at 10:50, I have Tai Chi. Which is reaching Folk and Square Dance in awesomeness. The prof learned Tai Chi directly from some famous family who created a form of Tai Chi. He is a hoot. I have a thousand stories from him. He fell off a curb and landed on cement about a year ago and had trouble walking again. His hip hurt when he walked so he couldn't walk across the room until he tried doing Tai Chi. When he walked by doing his Tai Chi moves, his hip didn't hurt any more. Since he is injured, his wife does most of the demonstrations. She also helps him remember how old he is when he adds thirteen years to his age. Both of them are pretty old, 60s and 70s, but they are hilarious. He calls himself Monk and his wife Natalie Teager. Most of the class is taken up by his stories.
On Tuesdays, I have Arabic at 6 (work before that (10:50 to 5) but I have Arabic only Mondays through Thursdays so I just have Tai Chi and work on Fridays.
On Wednesdays, I am not working for the first time in my life. So all I have is Arabic at 6. I sleep, I read, I do homework, I relax.
Overall, this semester is awesome but very stressful. I have a lot of work ahead of me.
