okay. last time.

See Rule number 4.

THE FREAKY LITTLE BITCH WHO JUST TOLD ME THAT I WAS NOT DOING MY JOB BY NOT TELLING HER STUFF ABOUT HER HUSBAND'S POLICY CAN COME KISS MY LUMPY WHITE @$$.

that is all.

In the immortal words of Artie Johnson, "Hmmmm. Veddy Interesting."

Speaking to Mr. Tolf after class on Thursday. Current class is Critical Thinking, which made my head hurt just thinking (heh) about it.
However, one of the topics was speech vs. thought; can a thought be expressed in ways other than actual speech? Various ways were talked about; art, music, etc. I didn't get a chance to talk in class, but went up to Mr Tolf afterward and explained about Dudeboy and his Aspergers; also about the theory that most autistics literally think in pictures and not in words. He was very interested in that theory and also wanted more details about Dudeboy and how he expresses himself. I have a couple of pictures Dudeboy drew, especially one where he described his biological dad as a tree (??!!?? whatever) that I have saved over the years and will bring them to class to show Mr. Tolf. We spoke for over 15 minutes on that topic.

Hee. Got 100 on my first paper, on perspectives and how events have changed it. This may be easier than I thought.

Yet another snicker.

catching up on posts from before 7/4/06. heh.


It took N. Korea ten years to build a 90+ floor hotel... and they forgot to put in elevators.
snicker. and they named a couple of their missiles Nodongs.

You just can't make this stuff up.

http://experts.about.com/e/r/ry/Ryugyong_Hotel.html

NAILS IT. RIGHT. ON. THE. HEAD.

http://www.suntimes.com/output/steyn/cst-edt-steyn25.html

Grrr. and grr some more.

##$(*)(*#@.
okay. I now want to beat up someone. The main thing that will piss me off is a person talking to me, acting like I don't know what I'm doing, or acting like I am a child who needs to be told what to do. Got off the phone today with an idiot who not only had an accent so thick you could cut it but was very superior.. "Do you see that", "bla bla bla Do you see that?" ARRrrgghh... NO DAMMIT I DON'T SEE ANYTHING. I'M JUST SITTING HERE WITH MY FINGER UP MY @$$ LISTENING TO YOU !!!! Oy.

Current Events.

Power Point. 2100 word paper and presentation due Thursday. Yay.

On what, you ask? Alternative Fuels, of which my particular portion is Ethanol, a/k/a PGA. Yup, the bottle of 200-proof moonshine you play quarters with at college campus parties can just as easily be put into your gas tank if you run out of gas on the way home. It just might get you home, based on how drunk/lost you are and how far away from home you happen to be. It doesn't run as well, but it runs.

In other news, we are heading to South MS on Friday morning, whoop de fargin doo. NOT looking forward to the event this move will become. Will love seeing my grandmother, will cry upon leaving her house for the last time. I'm sure she will too.

Darling Hubby will not be home for approximately 10 days, he must head off to the wilds of Texas to cover for someone who's on vacation next week. Dudeboy and Princess are with respective grandparents this week. Princess is learning how to cook good food with Memom, and has called me every night. I will not hear from Dudeboy until Thursday night when I get home from class.

Heh, Paw B (jackass) still won't even look at me much less talk to me. I still get a kick out of the fact that I put him in his fargin place and showed him he no longer has power over me. SHORTS. Olive green size 32 shorts. Hope he chokes on 'em, the asshole. Yup, it sounds childish, but hey. He threatened to call DHS and take Dudeboy away from me while I was still married to the worthless piece of trash that was his son; I probably will never forgive him for that.

UPDATE: 97.1 for class, GPA 3.81. :-)