"Officer, I KNOW I did SOMETHING interesting and postable this week. Excuse me? Is that any way to talk to a law-abiding zin? Oh - that got back to the precinct? Well, all I can say is there must be ANOTHER woman that shuffles about looking like she just lost her last brain cell. Oh - you have DNA? And affidavits from the annoyed? Okay then."
I got shushed in class this week. Well, not just ME, but three of us that were being a bit too entertaining-at-least-to-us. Oh the humility. I don't know one person on earth that enjoys being shushed. And I never understand the shusher. Do you enjoy the hate? Hmm? The three of us pretty much said STFU in our minds. After we did. STFU I mean. SHUSH!
I am pulling a solid C in class. A C! Testing is difficult - I take tests about as well as I give directions. The information is IN my brain, but I cannot figure out how to get it out. Arg and grr.
Today I'm going in early and Instructor is helping a few of us that want some help. The software we're using is seriously giving me fits. The other day Lyndsi was helping me and she just shook her head and said, "Oh Deb." Wah??
I'm laughing. And crying. But come on! What kind of software doesn't let you use a mouse?? F10 F10 F10. Tab tab tab. Arrow arrow arrow. Sounds like PC tyranny to me.
I miss my Mac! I'm taking it to the hospital next week. Finally. I've pulled some things out of its dead carcass. Enough said. I can't think about that right now.
So let's think about Simon Baker!
|Gratuitous Pec-shot. Enjoy|
Thick, curly, blond hair - check!
Quirky nerd glasses - check!
Cold-heart-melting smile - check!
Nummsies is what I say. I'll bring these visuals to class this morning. Mmmm!