October

I guess I've been a little busy because it occurred to me earlier today that I haven't updated this in a really long time. So, while I have a few seconds I thought I'd rant a bit about the past couple of months.
Where to start? Well, I think I pretty much left off with... I got a new job and J & I broke up. So much has happened sense then. In August my brother, step-mother and I were presented with the opportunity buy a business. In a whirl wind of a deal (literally 24 hours from first thought to final deal) we bought a bar. It's just a neighborhood bar on the Northwest side of Chicago, but it's ours! It's been a lot of work. Most of which I expected, but exhausting nonetheless. We opened the last Saturday of August and have been going non-stop ever since.
Shortly after we bought the bar I was laid off from my carpentry job. Unfortunately, not surprising with the economy the way it is, but disappointing. It actually worked out kind of well because it then gave me time to get some things fixed and cleaned at the bar before we opened the doors. I was off work for about seven weeks and was just called back the beginning of this month. So, things have definitely become more challenging trying to figure out how to balance both.
What else? Well, J & I aren't best buddies, but we have talked since breaking up early in June. I'm sure at some point we'll be able to be good friends again, but I don't see that happening in the very near future. I do hope it happens down the road because he is really a great guy. He just doesn't know how silly he is for deciding to call it quits. Whatever! It is what it is and I think we're both better for it.
Speaking of dating... I am! Went on a date Saturday night with a very nice guy. Will hopefully be seeing him again this week (Wednesday). So, we'll see what happens.
The only other thing I can think of is that I turned yet another year older on the 11th. Don't feel any different than I did on the 10th. Guess that's a good thing. I think I thought I'd be further along than I am, but all in all I'm quite content with where I am in life. Albeit a little tired. That said, goodnight.

Match and Win $10,000 Giveaway

Here we go again...

So, things at work were going pretty well, finally. I'd been with this new company for ten weeks and a day as of today. We usually wrap up for the day at about 2:20pm and we're out the door at 2:30pm. A few minutes before two my foreman tells me to start wrapping up. I must have looked a bit confused because he then explained that I was done on that job and that I was to call the Superintendent after work. I'm sure the color drained out of my face. I knew what was coming next. So, I finish the job I was on, wrap up, return tools that I had borrowed and load up all my stuff. I ask him if I should call the super right then and I'm told no, wait until about 4pm and then call him. Oh, okay. So, I called him at 4pm. Chatted a while. Things are slow all over, no surprise. Apparently, this is most likely just temporary. Possibly off for four to six weeks and then hopefully there will be work to go back to. Could be shorter. Of course, could be longer too. Just when you think you've got life by the horns... you get stabbed in the ass.

Bad Drivers

Have you ever noticed that some drivers, while waiting to turn left, turn their wheels in the direction they're waiting to turn in? Do they not realize how stupid this is?! Seriously people! Did you not learn that you are NOT supposed to do this in drivers ed? What if I'm behind you, not paying attention, and ram right into the back of your vehicle? Where are you going to go? In the direction your wheels are facing, right? And, if you've turned your wheels that means you're going to be pushed right into on coming traffic. Does that seem like a good idea? I'm thinking not! Also, to the same people that turn their wheels in the direction of the turn, stay in your lane! Seriously! Inching out into the lane of oncoming traffic... seriously STUPID!

Done ranting. Thank you!

Life... what a roller coaster!

Well, I found out that the reason my mouth hurt so bad for so long was because I had dry socket. Wasn't that a joy! The dentist said he had it when he had his wisdom teeth pulled so that made me feel a little better. It wasn't anything I had done wrong.

I got a job! A real live carpenter job! And a UNION carpenter gig at that! I've been there a month so far. I can't believe how time flies. It's been an adjustment for a number of reasons. First, it's hard getting back into the swing of things when you've been out of work for ten months. Let's pray that NEVER happens again (unless it's by choice). Second, this company is totally different than my last company so it's been a whole new learning experience. Which is a good thing. I like learning new things. Now I'm trying to work on being as fast as humanly possible so if/when layoffs come again hopefully they'll want to keep me as long as possible.

I'm single again. It's been 2+ years since I've been single and it's a little strange to say the least. It is what it is though. It came as a bit of a surprise. Not only to me, but to everyone. I think I've handled it extremely well. Thank God for being employed at the time so I had no reason to sit around and wallow. I've actually done very little of that.

So, I'm on to bigger and better things. I'm working, I'm single, I'm actually quite happy. As my brother said a couple of days ago, "Good things to come!" I agree with him! So, until then... I'm off to see the fireworks at Grant Park!

Happy Forth of July!

Damn mouth still hurts

So, on the 11th I wrote a blog complaining about how badly my mouth was hurting. I'm here to announce that the damn thing still hurts! Badly! Okay, may be exagerating a very little bit. It still hurts enough to get my attention and really annoy me. I find myself sitting with my hand across my cheek because A) it somehow makes me feel better and B) if my hands are cold it's like a cold pack (yes, I sometimes get that cold). I quit taking the vicodin on Friday. I suppose this indicates that it's not hurting nearly as bad. I can pretty much control the pain with advil so I suppose that's better. It seems to really kick in to pain mode later in the evening. Like now for instance. It sucks. I'm tired of it! I don't go back to the doc until Thursday morning. I hope to hell it quits hurting by then. It's been twelve and a half days... will this pain ever end!?

Spinning

So, last night I was out to dinner with some of the ladies that I used to knit with when one of them says she might have a job for me. Woo-hoo! Side jobs are wonderful! She tells me that one of her aunts needs her stairs repaired. That's easy enough. Then goes on to tell me that this same aunt is a knitter and spinner. Ears perk up... definitely sounding interesting. So, she says that another aunt suggested that we barter. I fix the stairs at no charge and the knitting/spinning aunt teach me how to spin at no charge. I think this sounds like a fantastic idea! So, I tell her that I'm all for it. The only requirement is that the aunt would have to buy the materials for me to fix the stairs. I then would of course buy my own roving to learn to spin with. I gave her my e-mail and phone number so hopefully I'll hear from her. I would LOVE to find someone to teach me to spin! Yea! Exciting!

BC Pills

I'm a bit irritated by drug companies and insurance companies. This isn't anything new, but it was thrown in my face again while I was watching the news and it really pissed me off. I heard on the news (or on a commercial during the news) that phiszer (not sure how it's spelled) is going to give away viagra to men that have lost their jobs. Are you fucking kidding me!? This seems like the least of their worries, don't ya think? Why does this piss me off so bad? Well, let me tell ya. It used to be that drugs like viagra and cialis were covered by prescription drug plans (the insurance companies). Covered. Really? Is it that important for a man to get hard? I mean, seriously, I know everyone (most everyone I think) enjoys sex, but should a drug that makes your dick hard really be a covered/paid for medication? I've been on and off birth control pills for the last seventeen or so years and I don't recall any insurance company ever picking up the tab for that. So, they'll pay for a man to be able to have sex, but they wont pay for a woman to prevent an unwanted pregnancy. How does that seem right? Is it more cost effective for an insurance company to pay for the prenatal, postnatal and life long care of a new human? It seems that paying for birth control would be much more cost effective in the long run. Maybe I'm just bitter because the cost of my birth control (each month) has recently gone from $64 to $75. Yes, I pay $75 per month for the convenience of not getting pregnant. When I was gainfully employed it was annoying, but doable. Now, it sucks. It would seriously cost me less to get knocked up, let the insurance company pay for the pregnancy and the kid and apply for state aid. Okay, I know it wouldn't cost me less than $75 a month to raise a kid, but it's just so fucking mind blowing that they'll pay for and/or hand out free viagra-type drugs, but not for birth control. Am I the only one that finds this wrong?!

Getting off my soap box now. kthxbai

Schools out for summer!

School. It's officially over for this semester. Thank goodness! It was a LONG semester. However, on the plus side, I earned two A's (Social Science and Humanities) and a B (Math). So, my GPA is currently 3.75. Guess I'm smarter than everybody thinks! Either that or I just know how to fool people. ;)

School is OVER... almost

So, after dealing with the wisdom tooth drama last Thursday I realized that I had a final that night in my social science class (which I loved every minute of). Fantastic. In pain. On heavy drugs. Taking a final (that I hadn't studied for). Priceless. So, I studied for an hour or so before heading off to class. I also had a paper due in the same class that night. No worries on that one. I had it written on Wednesday because I knew that with the tooth drama I would not be up to writing a paper Thursday afternoon. Thank God I thought ahead for a change! At any rate, I went to class. I turned in my paper. I took my final. I actually felt pretty confident once I was done.
So, that's one class (out of three) done. Praise God!
This past Tuesday I had another final. It was for my humanities class. My humanities class that tortured me all semester long. While I'm sure the professor is a nice man outside of school... he sucked at school. Holy hell! I can honestly say that I don't think there was a single person in the class that liked him. It took everything in me to drag my ass to class twice a week. I read all of the required readings. I completed all the required homework. I wrote the paper... I got a C. I don't get C's. I get A's. That hurt a bit. I could have rewritten the paper, but I had lost all heart when it came to this class. It sucked the life out of me. Every time I tried to participate in discussion I was shut down. I missed two classes throughout the semester. The only reason that number wasn't much higher is because I believed I needed the attendance credit to carry me through to the end. Oddly, the last week and a half of class the prof decided to let me participate in class. He actually told me I couldn't answer his questions one night because I knew all the answers and he wanted other people to participate. I shit you not! I almost fell off my chair! So, as I said, this past Tuesday was the final for this hellacious class. I studied. A little. I was so disheartened by this class that it was all I could do to force myself to study. Apparently it paid off. I got 128 out of 129 questions right. That's roughly a 99%. That's obviously an A. Knock me over with a feather! So, within about ten minutes of finishing the final he had my grade posted online. I got an A! How the hell?! I even asked him, just to verify, if that was accurate. He said, "You got an A, why are you so surprised?" How do you respond to that?! "Well, since you usually ignored me and tore my paper to shreds, I just thought..." Yeah, I wasn't going to say that. I just said thank you, made 30 seconds worth of small talk and went on my merry way. Holy Hell!
So, I took three classes this semester. Two traditional (on campus) and one online. So far... two A's (in the traditional classes). The verdict is still out for the online math course. I have until 11pm today (the 14th) to take the final online. Then... I'm done! I'd love to say I'm expecting another A, but it'll be more likely that I'll get a B. I'll update when the verdict is in!

Ooh-ooh! Since I'm rambling about school! I was reading in the e-mail Carpenters union newsletter that I get every couple of weeks that my school (which is part of the Chicago Community Colleges) offers courses geared toward earning associates degrees in environmental technologies and building energy technologies. Why is this a big deal? Well, I'm in construction and currently unemployed. So, I went back to school to a) make good use of my time off and to b) make myself more marketable. So, rather than just getting a general associates degree I might as well make it in something that has to do with the construction field. And, since green building is the wave of the future, not to mention something that I'm very interested in, what's not to love!? I'm going to wait until the summer semester is under way and make an appointment with an advisor to see where I stand and what I would need in order to attain this goal. I'm very excited about it!

My fugging mouf hurts!

I had my lower right wisdom tooth pulled last Thursday. It was impacted and they pretty much had to chisel it out. I didn't think it would be a big deal. After all, I had already had my upper right one removed and it didn't hurt a bit. Ha! Was I in for a BIG surprise! Thursday afternoon my mouth hurt... A LOT! And that was WITH the vicodin the doc gave me. Shit! So, I loaded up on Advil too and that seemed to help. So, for the last five days I've been alternating between vicodin and advil to try and keep the pain under control. Actually, I've been trying not to take anything, but that's not working out so well for me. Think it's counter productive actually. I'm just too stupid to figure that out. Anyway, I called the dentist's office (a surgical place) today and asked if this was normal. Informed that it was and that in another day or two it should ease up and I'll start getting back to normal. Holy Hell! A whole week! My mouf and jaw hurt so bad I could almost cry! I said almost! I have a high tolerance for pain, but this thing is kicking my ass! Oh well, had to vent. Going to find the vicodin now. Cheers!

So Proud...

I'm so easy. Seriously! I just figured out how to put the status bars with my works-in-progress (WIP's) on the right side of the page and I had to write about it. LOL It took me a while to figure out where the hell to put all the code, but I figured it out! I'm not as dumb as people think I am! Really, that's just an act. If people knew my IQ I'd have to start acting like a grown up. :)

Bally's & the YMCA

I have actually worked out at Bally's a couple of times now since I re-upped my membership. Can you believe it!? I should've gone today, but I was running errands with my Mom and then had some reading to do for school. Will definitely go tomorrow! I actually like going. It makes me feel good.
So, I mentioned once before that I won a three month family membership for the local Y. I had J talked into joining with me. It took three weeks, but I finally got him to go with me and sign up. Woo-hoo! We're official members of the YMCA now! The next trick will be actually getting him over there. I'm excited! They have three swimming pools! I'm an okay swimmer, but J used to swim competatively so that'd be a great workout for him. And! They have raquetball courts. I'd love to play again! And J says he has a raquet too! I'm going to dig mine out this week and hopefully I can get him to play with me next weekend. Hell, if I can get him to go at all that'll be a major improvement. I wish he were a morning person. I'd drag my weary ass out of bed every morning if I could get him in the gym before work. We talked about it after we signed up and he knows that it would pump him up for the day, but he's by no means a morning person and reminded me of that. Sigh. I'll come up with something. I just want him to get healthy. It would make him feel so much better. Baby steps! We've gotten this far and it's definitely further than I thought we'd've gotten by now. We're definitely on the right track.

Three weeks of dieting... ugh...

So, on April 4th J and I weighed in after a week of dieting. He lost 12 pounds! As a matter of fact... so did I! Awesome day! I was definitely more excited for him than I was for me, but wont deny that I thought I'd done pretty damn good myself. So, we continue doing what we're doing and after two more weeks we weigh again. This past Saturday, April 18th, we headed over to our friend Barry's house to do the official weigh in. I'm pretty sure before we get there that I've gained some weight back. No particular reason aside from the fact that I'm a bit lazy. So, we get there and I have indeed put 4 pounds back on. Oh well. Not the end of the world. I need to keep the other folks in this little competition guessing, right? :) So, J gets on the scale and he's lost another 12 pounds! He's my hero! That's 24 pounds in three weeks! I can't even begin to explain how proud I am of him! He's doing phenominal and he's not complained once since we started. Imagine how much he could possibly lose if he was exercising! We're joining the YMCA this coming weekend. I won a three month family membership so he's getting sucked in with me. I was looking at their web site a couple of days ago and they have a lot to offer. I'm really looking forward to it. Hopefully once we start going he'll actually want to go. Who am I kidding? I need him to drag me over there the first time. I'm such a damn chicken shit! Once I get over there at least once (maybe twice) I'll be much more comfortable with the idea of going alone. We'll see what happens. Hopefully it'll be another healthy change for both of us.

Sleep... or the lack there of

I'm not sure what my problem is, but I can't get myself to go to sleep at a normal hour. I used to, but ever since I got laid off (six and a half months ago) I can't. I would love to be back on a normal schedule, but it seems as though when everyone else is going to bed, I'm just geting my second wind. It's starting to drive me insane. Well, maybe not insane, but a little batty. I never thought I would say that I actually miss getting up at 4:30am for work. Hell, who am I kidding? I miss work! A crazy thought when you actually have gainful employment. I don't even know where I'm going with this. It's two minutes to two in the morning. I wanted to go to bed an hour ago, but there's always just one more thing I want to look at online or I just absolutely have to check my e-mail one more time. Who am I kidding!? No one is up sending me e-mails in the middle of the night and nothing I want to look at online can't wait until tomorrow! This blog is a perfect example actually. I didn't have to write this. I could've just gone to bed. Maybe I'll try that now. Maybe...

I got on a scale

Well, a friend of ours decided that a bunch of us should get together and do our own biggest loser. Each of us are going to put in $50 and after three months the person who has lost the highest percentage of weight will win the pot. Most of us weighed in this past weekend. I think there are supposed to be ten of us. $500 in the end would be nice. Although, losing some much needed weight would be nice too. However, since I'm still out of work after six months, I could use the money in a major way! Anyway, my brother, Bubba and I went and weighed in Sunday afternoon and it's official... I'm fat! Holy hell! How did this happen!? Ten years and one week ago I weighed 300+ lbs. I can't give an exact number because I honestly don't know what it was. The most I was ever weighed at was 292 lbs, but I know I gained at least eight pounds after I got on the scale that day. Nine years ago today I weighed approximately 150 lbs. I shit you not! I looked hot! It was probably five years ago (if that) that I was down to 125 lbs. Didn't look hot (although at the time I thought I did)... looked sick (and I have pics to prove it)! LOL So, I would guess that last year at this time I was probably 175-180. Not ideal, but not the end of the world. Hell, at that weight I was still wearing a size 12 so the sky was not on the verge of falling. So, on Sunday, my fat ass weighed in at 201.5 lbs. Are you fucking kidding me!? I'm over 200 lbs!? This is what being out of work does to a carpenter. Well, a lazy carpenter at least! Shit! So, it's a good thing we're doing this biggest loser thing because my size 14's are starting to get a bit snug... oh and they're warn out and falling apart too. So, I need to lose weight so I can get into jeans that aren't falling apart. Not to mention that I'd really like to be healthier and back at my fighting weight. I'm aiming for 160. If I can go a little under that... awesome! If I'm 165 that's okay too, but not more than that! I've worked too hard to get healthy to let myself get fat again! So, I've already started the South Beach Diet and I re-upped with Bally's yesterday. My goal is to hit the gym a least three times a week (I'm aiming for more than that to be honest). I'll make an effort at posting milestones, etc. No guarantees as I'm totally lazy! Oh, and the pic above is me taken within the last week. Looking like ASS! Rolls everywhere and what's with the freakin' bandana!?

RIP Tony

So yesterday I was on my way into school and was mindlessly checking my e-mail on my cell phone. I received an e-mail from one of the guys I used to work with that informed me that another coworker of ours died. What a shock to the system! He was a super nice guy. I know not everyone got along with him, but I did. We actually worked pretty closely for a number of months before he was transfered to another job site. I'm not even sure why I'm rambling about it here. I think that because of all the phone calls and e-mails that have transpired in the last 30+ hours it's just weighing heavily on my mind. I feel really bad for his Dad (he found him). The whole situation just sucks. That is all. K Thx Bai.

Happy St. Patrick's Day! (Beannachtam na Feile Padraig!)

So, as I was sitting in my first class of the evening and thinking about how today kind of sucked I wrote this... with every intention of putting it right here. So, here it is...

I am in such a pissy mood! I'm irritated with J and I'm annoyed with my mother. Oooh-Oooh! And I have something stuck in my thumb. It's been sore for days like the skin was cracked, but there was no crack. I just found the spot where there's something under the skin. I'm thinking it's metal. Joy! Will have to cut it open and dig it out. Anyway, I'm stuck in class tonight. Though, even if I didn't have class, I'd still be doing nothing - at least I don't think I would be doing anything.
I'm pissy because my lips are chapped. That is so annoying! What else? I'm pissy because I still don't have a silver claddagh to replace the one I lost two weeks ago. That really annoys me and makes me mad. (It really, really does. Probably shouldn't, but it does!)
I left my cell in my truck. Guess I don't need it while I'm in class, but I still wish I had it. Not pissy about it, but wish I had it nonetheless.
I'll try not to be pissy tomorrow.

That's where it ended. Suffice it to say, the phone was not in my truck. The phone is gone. Now I'm a wee bit pissy about the lost phone thing. Will work on getting it replaced in the morning. Here's the one bright spot of my pissy day. I called my brother to tell him about my phone and ended up meeting up with him for a corned beef and cabbage dinner at an Irish pub (a poor excuse for an Irish pub, but a pub nonetheless). After a pint of Guiness and dinner we went to another Irish pub. This one was more Irish, but they weren't playing Irish music. Hello!? People! It's St. Patrick's Day for crying out loud! Play Irish music in the Irish pubs! What's the matter with folks?! Anyway, had a nice time hanging out with my big brother. So the day wasn't complete crap. :)
I'll still try not to be pissy tomorrow.

May those that love us, love us.
And those that don’t love us,
May God turn their hearts.
And if he doesn’t turn their hearts,
May he turn their ankles,
So we’ll know them by their limping.

Am I an ass?

About a week and a half ago I was making meatloaf. I took off my claddagh (Irish) ring and put it in my sweatshirt pocket. The next morning when I put my sweatshirt on again the ring was gone. Double Damn! So, after I got home from welding all day I searched high and low for it. No ring, but at least the kitchen was clean and shiney. I then proceeded to search the rest of the house. To no avail. So, after pouting a bit and wondering what to do, I decided to go buy myself a new one. Now, the problem with this is that you're not supposed to buy your own claddagh ring. Apparently, you're also not supposed to ask for one either. My boyfriend, who is not Irish, says to me, "You can't buy your own!" To which I reply something to the affect of, "I know, but I need a new one." He offers to buy me one and I say thanks, but no thanks. I didn't want him to feel obligated to get it for me. So, later I appologize for being a snot and tell him it was a really nice offer, but he doesn't have to do that. He says he wants to. Okay. Guess I should just say thank you and take him up on the offer. That was last Sunday. He said he probably wouldn't have time to go to the store I wanted to get it from during the week and I said that was fine. We could go next weekend (now this weekend). Well, it's about twenty minutes to four and the store closes at five. I'm guessing we're not going again this weekend and I'm sure he wont have time to go during the week once again. Am I pissed? Yep! Does that make me an ass? I have no idea. And quite honestly, I don't care right at the moment. I'm just pissed. I want a new ring! I haven't been without a claddagh ring on my finger since I was probably 13 or 14 years old. That's 20 years! My finger doesn't know what to do! So, now I'm debating just going to the store today before they close and buying my own damn claddagh ring and being done with it. Will that make him feel like an ass. Unlikely. Would more likely go unnoticed unless I pointed it out to him. Would be even more likely that if I didn't keep bringing up going to the store that he would forget he ever made the offer. Damn I'm pissed! Was hoping this blog would get it off my shoulders and make me feel better. Didn't work... still pissed!

March as I know it so far...

Just a random note full of ramblings...

There's absolutely NOTHING new and/or exciting happening so far this month. Let's see if I can pull something out of me arse... I got my new FOID card. That's exciting. Can now buy ammunition again. I bought and received my new knitpicks knitting needles. They came in the mail yesterday. They're f'in awesome! I can't wait to really use them. So far I've just fondled them and stuff. I got a Harley t-shirt from Belize. That's pretty cool. It was a gift for dog sitting. Can't beat that! I made an attempt at cleaning the second floor of the house today. That's going to take more than a day, but at least I got the ball rolling. I figure if I work on it a little everyday (or every other day) I'll be done before you know it!
I wrote a paper today for my Humanities class. What a waste of brain power. The class, note the paper. I write kick ass papers. Will be interesting to see how he grades. I have another paper due for my Soc class next week. Not too worried about that one. Going to try and start sooner than the day it's due. I do that. Always. Okay, always with the exception of this humanities paper. I did it the day before. Woo! Guess I shook the procrastination bug! Wont let that happen again! Damn me! Procrastinate or die! Sounds like a union saying. Wait, that's Unite or Die! lol I was close!
Okay, speaking of unions. I have a union meeting tonight. I kind of dread them. Mine are boring and only recently did more than two people start speaking to me. I guess that's why I'm still going. The more I go the more people talk to me. Membership has its priveledges! :) So, maybe I'll get luck and win the 50/50. I could use a couple extra bucks in my pocket. Or, mabye they'll have a job for me. That would be even better! Wont get my hopes up though. Will take my check book. I think it's time to pay dues. Don't want to get booted out for something as silly as forgetting to pay dues. Rather be early than late. Guess I don't procrastinate in that department.

I got stuff!

I probably shouldn't gloat, but I'm going to anyway! I got stuff today! Good stuff! Great stuff! Awesome, wonderful stuff! Well, at least I think it's all of those things. I received a pack of 40 Tetley tea bags (I love this tea!), two 5-packs of Airwaves gum (I love this gum!), a giant Cadbury milk chocolate bar (not the crap made in the states... the good stuff!), some super cute stickers (no you can't have any!), and a bottle of Rimmel HOT PINK nail polish. Where did I get all this wonderful greatness you ask?! One of my LSG tweasles sent it to me from the UK! NinjaNeedles is my favorite Ninja in the whole world! And her stationary is the shit! I seriously am going to spend the evening searching for stationary online. I never thought I wanted cool stationary until I received this package! That is all. I'm going to make tea and paint my nails! Oh happy day!!!!

Internet

I'm so tired of my internet being slow! It's not dial-up slow, but it's not as fast as it should be either. I just sent two e-mails that each had five picture attachments. They each took about five minutes... just to attach the pictures! This is unacceptable! I don't guess there's much I can do about. I even tried shutting down and restarting my computer in hopes that would do some good. Nothing. So, I've complained. Now, I'm done.

School: Take 2

So, last night I'm sitting in my humanities class wondering if I'm the only idiot who isn't understanding one damn thing that the prof is rambling about. I'm taking lots of notes and hoping they're going to make sense when I need them. I finally turn to the girl next to me when class is just about over and say, "Is any of this making sense?" to which she replies, "None." This should make me feel better, right? Somehow, it doesn't. I'm no rocket scientist, but I'm pretty damn smart IMHO. So, if no one is understanding what the hell he's rambling about how are any of us supposed to learn shit?! It's just frustrating as all get out! *headdesk*

Now, in my second class of the evening, things actually make sense! The instructor is very nice and explains things and starts conversations and everyone is understanding what we're talking about. I actually enjoy this class and look forward to the discussions.

So, I absolutely hate dragging my ass out the door to go to school because I know I have to sit through an hour and a half of the rambling jack ass before I get to go to the class I like. I know it's stupid to complain about it because I have to go regardless of how I feel towards the man or the class, but it really does make enjoying school not so enjoyable.

First Day of School

Tonight was the beginning of the Spring semester for me. It wasn't too terrible. Should be an interesting semester if tonight was any indication. The professor for my humanities class seems a little out there. He uses a lot of movie quotes and goes off on tangents quite regularly. I'm all for a tangent now and then, but I don't watch a lot of movies so his quotes were completely lost on me. Hopefully he doesn't do this the entire semester or I'll likely end up banging my head on the desk. The second class is the continuation of the social science class that I took last semester. Same room, same prof, different book. Go figure! I have a feeling this one is going to be interesting. Last semester there weren't a whole lot of people that interacted during the lectures and it seems as though this semester will be totally different. That's definitely a good thing, but I have a feeling there will be a good deal of debating as the class goes on. Should be interesting. I'm also taking a web based math class. Haven't done the online class thing before so it should be interesting to see how this works. I read an e-mail from the prof this morning, but haven't yet figured out how to actually get online and do the work. Will definitely have to figure that out in the morning. Don't want to get behind because I'm too stupid to find the class on the web. All in all it seems like it will be a good semester. I just have to stay on top of the reading... as there will be A LOT of reading! Woo-hoo!

The Worlds Ugliest Scarf

So, last Wednesday one of the ladies in my knitting class offered to loan me a set of her harmony circular needles. I thought to myself, "I can knit something up in a week and give them back to her next Wednesday!" So, I'd had them five days and hadn't done anything with them. Yesterday, as I'm thinking about knitting a pair of socks I think to myself once again, "Crap, I better use those needles for something or I'm going to look like an ass!" So, I grab a bunch of yarn that I never would've put together and started knitting. I'm thinking it may turn into the ugliest scarf ever! It's dark purple, green, light purple and rose. I need to get it done before 7pm tomorrow night so I can give back the needles and show off the ugly scarf. Maybe I'm wrong and it wont be ugly. I'll post a picture when I can.

Useless Information... I'm full of it!

I just read something that said the average person passes gas sixteen times per day. It also said that women pass gas just as frequently as men. Wow! It's amazing we don't poop ourselves at that rate!

I hate being broke!

I try really hard not to complain about the fact that I'm currently jobless and have very little money. Unfortunately, today, I need to complain! My unemployment got screwed up this week and I didn't get my check. I just balanced my checkbook and I have $10. Yep! That's it, a whopping $10! Woo-hoo! I'm so freakin' happy right now! I got a letter from the unemployment people that I can call them on Wednesday to get it straightened out. Wednesday?! I was supposed to have my money last Friday!? And they want me to wait until Wednesday to get it worked out so I can have my money when? Next Friday if I'm really, really luck?! What a pile of horse shit! I think the reason this is REALLY bugging me today is because we're expecting a big snow storm tonight. They're calling it a blizzard, but I wont believe it until I see it. Anyway, I finally got a snowblower (which makes me eternally greatful!), but I need to get more gas for it so I'm ready for this blizzard. Problem is I only have TEN DOLLARS! That and I don't want to waste the gas going to get the gas can, gas, and oil I need for the stupid thing. I'm just really frustrated at the whole situation. I so badly want to go back to work. I'm not the kind of person that does well with doing nothing. Fortunatley, my old partner from work called me last week and asked if I wanted to do a side job with him. That was supposed to start today and got pushed back to Thursday. So, if nothing else I'll have a few bucks in my pocket by Friday. Praise God!

If this doesn't hit the nail on the head!

Likes & Dislikes

Likes...
*kittens
*puppies
*expensive yarn
*shooting my rifle... or any other gun for that matter
*my pickup truck
*my cell phone... is that wrong?
*knitting
*carpentry
*LSG
*Bubba... actually... I love Bubba
*the color pink
*my family and friends
*gray's anatomy

Dislikes...
*jackass drivers
*mean people
*people who cut off motorcycles
*bill collectors
*mushrooms
*cooked vegetables
*shoveling snow

I guess I don't have a lot of dislikes. At least I can't think of anything else at the moment. I'm sure the list will grow with time.