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I. Am. Fuming.

It’s bad enough that I had to take a half day off work to come sit for a repairman, but on my way home to sit for my 4 hour block of time, I encountered a real A-hole on the road.

The speed limit is 65.

I was pushing 80. I see there are cars that want to travel even faster than that and since I’m apparently not fast enough for the “fast” lane I start to make my move to get out of their way. Only problem is, I don’t have a good opportunity to, at least not at that speed. What, a… Continue

School.

Could school be considered an S-word? It is right now for me. I found out there are more rumblings about the future of our program of study. Now, they’re saying if a class doesn’t get a minimum of 12 in it, they won’t run it. Great. So far, one of my classes for next semester has 9 in it and the other only 6. The one with 6 is the one I really need to take. It is the continuation of my AutoCAD class and not only is it important to keep going with where you left off, content-wise, but th… Continue

And on the sixth snooze she rose from the dead. Jeezus. Why, why, why did I convince myself to try going to the gym before work? I hate getting up early.

But I did it. This is Day 3 of my return to fitness and I need to keep going. This is my no excuses campaign and I can’t give in this quickly. Not when turkey day, complete with like 5,000 pies is around the corner.

I didn’t get to the gym as early as I’d like. What an oxymoron, right? I can’t get up early, yet wished I got there earlier?! It… Continue

Not with this blog, but with my homework assignments.

I have three, count ‘em, THREE papers due on October 1.

If my calculations are correct, this gives me exactly one week to get my act together and my words down on paper.

Why is this so hard for me? I can usually find something to write about on here with ease. What makes these papers so different? Is it because I have to put my name on it? Along with the official title, name of the class, section number, and all that jazz? Is it because of… Continue

I think I am becoming a snob about my studies and school in general.

Tonight was week two of my Intro to Interior Design class and I am already annoyed with some students. I am there because I am serious about learning. I guess I have to think back to the days when I was a traditional student when I was at the age of some of the students. I suppose I may have been the same way. But that was the classes I hated. Like math! Not the classes that make up the meat and potatoes of what you plan to st… Continue