S7evin Hours
Ah, FE, how do I loathe you? Let me count the ways. Two part test, seven hours altogether. The plus side? Free Subway and a shiny $100 bill that was technically already mine. Rose has some sort of program where after you pay the $115 to take the test, you get $100 back the day of. I know this is my own money, but it paid for test so long ago it just feels like found money. So? Nice dinner and a movie.
The movie? Lucky Number Slevin. You really need the upside-down 7 in there for the L to make it work, but I figured I'd just confuse you. I must say, the movie was very good. It's definetely like a "Snatch" meets "the Whole Nine Yards" kind of deal. I think the replay value is actually pretty shitty because once you know the dark secret, the movie can't be as suspenceful. Anyway, go slap eight bucks on the counter and see it.
I realize now that yesterday was in fact my birthday, but I think the only way I knew was that I had 20-some-odd posts on my Facebook wall, comments on the site, IM's from people, and a drunk dial at 1am. Other than that, it was really just another day in the life of. I wish I had some awesome story for you, but really the sum of my day was:
- 7hr sleep
- 7hr test
- 4hr homework
- 1.5hr food
- 2.5hr more homework
- 2hr movie
I have this note here to myself to talk about this from the other day and I hope I can make it sound as interesting now as I thought it was then. Thursday night I had to go to a "Professional Development" seminar which is really nothing more than a presentation by an expert at something. Well this was a presentation on elecotromagnetic compatability given by a husband and wife. Let me preface this by saying that people who find EMC entertaining are alread weird, but to a married couple who travel the country fighting signal distortion are like the King and Queen of fucking weird. I understand that when you're married, your inclination to finish your spouse's sentences goes up ten-fold. I've seen it happen. What I've never seen happen is someone finish another person's sentence with the ending to a sentence that has nothing to do with anything being talked about and then the other person just nods right along. "See, what was happening was cars were driving by these towers in Cincinatti and they were stopping..." "...just like at the Bay of Pigs." "Exactly." I was floored. At that point I sort of phased in and out of the discussion only to be snapped back into reality by the phrase: "My husband wouldn't let me take the doorknobs off of doors for this demonstration."
If it weren't for my horse...
Back to work.
...And then you realize that anybody who went to college would never say anything that stupid in public. And as soon as you have that thought, your eyes close and the next morning they find you dead in your bathroom.
Good story. Strange people, good story.
Theresa took me to see V for Vendetta. You were right, it was great, not that we ever doubted you.
No, what you have are bullets, and the hope that when your guns are empty, I am no longer standing, because if I am, you'll all be dead before you've reloaded.
hey dan. thanks for the advice. my only question is what's the JS i have to disable and how do i do it? i never changed anything to begin with, so i don't know what to undo.
how ya been? i saw you're gonna be gettin' hitched. that's too bad... lol, i guess it's gotta get all of us sooner or later.
take it easy man. and don't work too hard, ok?