Smakkafrakken damafreakin summuvabitch!

Grrrrrrr. I am just about sick of this Mexican Pig Fukken Flu! This thing has just cost me about three hundred or so dollars! I was supposed to work at the Cinco de Mayo event this Saturday from 7 AM to about 6 PM! That much overtime would have been more than extremely helpful in getting a couple of bills caught up, but NOOOOOOOOO! The health officials have determined that there is too much of a chance for some pig fukker to pass along their disease.

On the bringht side, I don't have H1N1, and now I won't be in close contact with hundreds of people that could possibly have it, and not have health insurance, except for the kind that my tax money pays for which apperently SUCKS!

That, and now my Saturday is free to continue my job hunt for secondary income. Or pull weeds. Or clean my carpet. Or a veritabel cornucopia of less monitarily benificial activities.

Damn! Get it Pops!!

I have one day left of my current class. After this class, I have exactly 20 weeks until I graduate. I will have my Bachelor's Degree in Public Administration, which will help me get my boss's position, if and when he decides to retire. Unfortunately, with the economy in the sh!tter, I am not sure if he will retire from work before he retires from this world. Morbid, but they are his words, paraphrased. He is rather cynical, so I won't actually recreate his words here.

So, with this being the day before the end of BPA/402, I have one more team paper to write. Unfortunately, I only have two of six team members' contributions to the paper. While I really don't care if the team members actually research their points of view, it would be nice to have something to work with. They could write that they enjoy bananas, and at this point, I would have something to go on for this paper.

I am in the mood to write tonight, and it would be nice to have the contributions. That way, I could write and be productive at the same time. That's not going to happen. Tomorrow...

So, on with the catchy title. I drive a Volkswagen Rabbit. I love my little bunny. It's a freakin go-kart. I traded a 2007 Jeep Wrangler for it, so you can imagine the difference in handling. I miss the Jeep, because everyone in a Jeep waves at other Jeep drivers. It's what you do. I was so proud today when a 2000-ish Golf GTI TDS, the predecessor to my rabbit, drove by. There was an old man, probably in his 70's by the looks of him driving. I was exiting FM407 in Justin from 35W, and he was travelling west on FM407. OK, logistics aside, as he passed me... he waved!! I was so happy!

So, this FM407 west of 35W is a rather fun road in the bunny. There are two different curvey sections, one a quick right and back, the other a sweeping left followed by a few tight turns. Mr. Golf TDI never hit the brakes, doing 55 miles per hour through all of the turns! You GO Mr. Golf TDI!!

And, yes.... he did it, and of course I had to as well! I usually slow down a bit, but it was just too much fun this time.

Good night.

Big Ol' Alligator Tears

I have a wireless keyboard and mouse, which are great for freedom. Problem is that wireless - batteries, and batteries = a pain in my ass right now. Well, a pain that was easily solved by replacing the batteries with the stash of batteries that are kept next to the computer for that reason. But, it took time out of my wanting to actually write this. And it's raining like a sonuvabitch right now. I am not looking forward to tomorrow. I just fed my dogs, they reside in the laundry room when there is inclimate weather, they didn't want to go outside, as Daddy, it's raining! Either one of them makes a mess in my laundry room, they will meet Jesus. Not really, I love my dogs.

So, on to what I really wanted to share yesterday, but had brain mush from getting up at FOUR in the morning. FOUR! That is not even right, and I am going to have to do that for the next three Wednesdays in a row, then every other Wednesday until around October. Oh well, I get paid to do that. That is one of the few things that is actually in my job description.

So, I was having the most wonderfully healthy dinner at McDonalds yesterday evening. Really, it was healthy, please don't tell me otherwise. About two or three table away from me is a dad and son. They are chatting it up, son talking, dad listening - dad talking, son looking out the window into the play area, ignoring dad. I missed the first part of the conversation as I was engaged in conversation of my own, and trying my best not to eavesdrop. The problem with that is that I am about half deaf. I was born all the way deaf, and I learned to read lips as a kid. Beneficial, let me tell you!! So, I see, then hear the conversation turning to the son's little girlie Big Kids "Monsters vs. Aliens" toy that he got. I guess dad didn't want to go up and ask for a boy-er toy, so here is the following of the conversation...

dad, "Son, you are way too young to know what I am about to tell you, but one day soon, you will understand."

son, "yeah...?" (looking aroung at other shiny objects ow, not even worried about the toy)

dad, "This is not a toy per se, this is a marketing ploy. Companies like these give away cheap plastic toys like this, simply to get you in here to buy the overpriced food. They spend a lot less on the toy than you pay for the food....." (at this point, I'm goggling to myself and thus no longer paying attention to the explanation. Son, by this point could care less about toy, dad's explanation, or anything other than finding somewhere else to be at that exact moment!)

I think the lack of interest was almost as good as the disinteresting story.

Still raining....

Where has the time gone?

Wow! It has been at least two years since I have been here. I miss this place! There is dust covering everything, and there are cobwebs in the corners, but it will get cleaned out in due time. For now, I would like to get reacquainted with the place. All the keys are in the same place, and the screen is still right in front of me, so I think this will be an easy adjustment for me to return to. With that being said, I'm back.

I have not taken any type of break from writing, don't get me wrong. I have been writing at least two term papers every week for the past two years. This does not leave a lot of time for any creative writing, as by the time I am done writing for my professors, I am out of words. However there is only 20 weeks left of that. No more than 40 papers left to write. Hopefully my current professor will follow me through the remaining four classes that I am required to take, but I doubt seriously that I will be that lucky. The University of Phoenix system is not notorious for longevity. These last two classes have been the only two classes thus far that the majority of students were in both classes.

Anyhow, enough about my collegiate life. I am going to try to rearrange the furniture to fit my current life style here, that way I can get confy again in this place by the time I graduate, and then I can be more active. Things will be a bit hit or miss for the next twenty weeks, but there will be some kind of activity.

Speaking of randomness, that equals innocuous. And amicable means that I am going to remain a friend. OK, so that was random, and it may or may not make any sense at all.