Cars are Expensive.

I do not want another one. But the time has come to purchase a second vehicle.

Blah.

The Daddle.

Yes. This really exists.

Gives "strap-on" a whole new meaning.

My Kind of Court Case

Oh, I would love to serve on this jury.

Meh.

Isn't web design supposed to be fun? What's with all these direction reports and questionnaires and getting to know your client crap?

Why don't I want to be the librarian who stamps the due date on your book at the counter? How much easier would that be? How many papers do I have to write to get that degree instead of the one I'm pursuing now?

Because I'm totally tired of writing papers.

I'd rather write code four hours a day and then spend the next four trying to figure out why it doesn't work (usually because I've put a folder in the wrong place). Which is good because that may be what the next 35 years hold for me.

Unless I can get that library built in Texas. Then I can spend all day in my own stacks.

Nuts are not a good lunch.

But neither was the half crunchy/half soggy sandwich in the fridge left over from Friday.

I am hungry and sleepy. Slungry, as we like to call it.

And I have three assignments to finish by Wednesday - one of which is half done.

This is why I can't go to Vegas with the boys tonight.

Because I?

Am a procrastinator. Of the highest order.

*Sigh*

I usually keep my celebrity comments to myself...

But yay to Nicole Kidman for getting re-married before Tom Cruise did.

OMG.

Ohhhh...how have I never heard of this?

I foresee many many hours spent here.

Life Today

My brother-in-law is on the roof of a building somewhere in Iraq with a satellite phone checking in with his fiance who is currently in labor.

It is 2am in Iraq.

This is an absolutely fascinating mental picture.

Little Old Ladies

Don't trust them.

Especially if you're a vagrant.

EXCALIBUR!

Find your own pose!

3.767

My GPA for my first semester.

I got an A(?!) in Information Retrieval. From the instructor who is notorious for not giving out As. This is a quote from the grading section of the course website:

An A in this class is rare. At this level of study, an A is reserved for extraordinary work that goes beyond course expectations and requirements by making an original, scholarly contribution.

??

I barely kept up, I thought. However, she was out there in terms of her philosophies about information and I played along.

And I'm finding that in grad school, even more than in undergrad, playing along can make all the difference. Fortunately, I learned that skill early. I don't compromise my ideas just to please my instructors, but I've learned how to tweak things to make people like them. It makes me think that perhaps I understand people, even if I don't like them. And people like me. Why? I have no idea.

If I really do understand others, I guess that'll make me a fine librarian.

Hmmm.

I'd like a cookie.

It would make me happy.

COOKIE MONSTER!

You Are Cookie Monster

Misunderstood as a primal monster, you're a true hedonist with a huge sweet tooth. You are usually feeling: Hungry. Cookies are preferred, but you'll eat anything if cookies aren't around. You are famous for: Your slightly crazy eyes and usual way of speaking How you life your life: In the moment. "Me want COOKIE!"

The Sesame Street Personality Quiz

Saved By the Relative

So now I don't have to pretend to want to hang out with my not-friends. Because hey! I totally forgot Morgan's cousin is coming to town.

Whew.

Awkward social situation averted.

And yes - I'd rather go out to dinner with an extended family member than try to entertain myself with people who don't share my penchant for drinking heavily.

I'm not very social at all - and it kinda gets worse as time goes on. I'd rather be in a crowd of strangers with one person I know than in a group of people I do know and feeling like I have to interact with them.

Family is an exception, of course. Because they understand both my hatred of others and my drinking problem.

I love you all for that.

Quote of the Day

Women who fall for lines about baby seals are the scum of the earth. These girls kind of deserve being nothing but a warm place for guys to come if they are impressed by Grey Goose, baby-seal rescue lies, and other such dastardly wingman tricks.

From here.