Dawn's Digression.
Tuesday, February 17, 2004
You Call That Kid a Cracker Jack!
Do you remember when Cracker Jacks had cool toys in them? Like the red fish that told you the weather when you put it in your hand? Or wait. Maybe that was a mood fish, and something else that predicted the weather. At any rate, I had three boxes of Cracker Jacks. All three had the same stupid piece of shit sticker. "If you can't hit with the big dogs stay out of the park" complete with a dog hitting a baseball. Woo. Hope they didn't blow their budget on this great surprise. Bastards.
I can't believe I'm going to type it, but I don't much care for the new IG CD. Of course, I always say that at first. I still love my girls more than anything, but I want to hear some acoustic guitar picking, not whatever they've been doing since SOTS. I actually like SOTS, but CONS and BY haven't really impressed me, although I like both. Mostly.
Sybil is my next read. It's freakin' huge. I really don't like long books. I'm still reading Bodily Harm, although not exclusively (obviously). I need fiction AND non-fiction.
I feel behind on the homework today. I need to do my stats homework due Wednesday, and I have yet to modify the paper due Thursday. I plan to do it at lunch tomorrow. I made a 91 on the stats exam, which is good, I guess. I guess. The mean was an 83, and I'm only 8 points above that, and I don't think that is all that great. Especially since it was an open book test. My bad.
I'm not quite sure what I've been doing at work all day. I haven't been all that busy, yet somehow I have been. People keep calling me. My recruiter that talks a lot called me a couple of times. Michele called me no less than 5 times, my mom called, and Rachel called. So, I guess I spent most of my day chatting on the phone. Oh, and I organized my statistics binder. Finally. It should have been done awhile back, but that's okay.
I finished all my experimental credits for the semester, and I'm quite excited. They were to be done by 4/27. There's one thing I never have to worry about again. :)
There is not a damn thing wrong with my eyes per the eye doctor. Whatever. Because last night I was laying on my LEFT side, and the right side was dark when I got up. I am going back in four weeks for a vision field test. W~. It pisses me off they say nothing is wrong, but HELLO, it's all grainy sometimes. AND the lady said I have 20/20 vision with my eyeglasses, but it looks so BLURRY to me. I don't get it. I'm a hypochondriac. Only not really. I don't think I can make up the grainy, dull vision.
Gil, your cubicle comment really made me laugh. How true.
I don't think being rich cures problems. It makes more. What is really important is being happy and enjoying your life in general. Money can't buy that. But, financially stable is a good start. Reduces stress.
I suck at Scrabble, but I'm a nice loser. :)
I can't believe I'm going to type it, but I don't much care for the new IG CD. Of course, I always say that at first. I still love my girls more than anything, but I want to hear some acoustic guitar picking, not whatever they've been doing since SOTS. I actually like SOTS, but CONS and BY haven't really impressed me, although I like both. Mostly.
Sybil is my next read. It's freakin' huge. I really don't like long books. I'm still reading Bodily Harm, although not exclusively (obviously). I need fiction AND non-fiction.
I feel behind on the homework today. I need to do my stats homework due Wednesday, and I have yet to modify the paper due Thursday. I plan to do it at lunch tomorrow. I made a 91 on the stats exam, which is good, I guess. I guess. The mean was an 83, and I'm only 8 points above that, and I don't think that is all that great. Especially since it was an open book test. My bad.
I'm not quite sure what I've been doing at work all day. I haven't been all that busy, yet somehow I have been. People keep calling me. My recruiter that talks a lot called me a couple of times. Michele called me no less than 5 times, my mom called, and Rachel called. So, I guess I spent most of my day chatting on the phone. Oh, and I organized my statistics binder. Finally. It should have been done awhile back, but that's okay.
I finished all my experimental credits for the semester, and I'm quite excited. They were to be done by 4/27. There's one thing I never have to worry about again. :)
There is not a damn thing wrong with my eyes per the eye doctor. Whatever. Because last night I was laying on my LEFT side, and the right side was dark when I got up. I am going back in four weeks for a vision field test. W~. It pisses me off they say nothing is wrong, but HELLO, it's all grainy sometimes. AND the lady said I have 20/20 vision with my eyeglasses, but it looks so BLURRY to me. I don't get it. I'm a hypochondriac. Only not really. I don't think I can make up the grainy, dull vision.
Gil, your cubicle comment really made me laugh. How true.
I don't think being rich cures problems. It makes more. What is really important is being happy and enjoying your life in general. Money can't buy that. But, financially stable is a good start. Reduces stress.
I suck at Scrabble, but I'm a nice loser. :)
Dawn, 3:55 PM
