*facedesk*

Yes, folks, it took me until TODAY to realize that i had posted the last post 4 times. because i am just that observant!

so i deleted three of them, and glared at the forth. I know what happened, my DSL and i were arguing that day, and i kept getting timed out. so i kept trying to post it, and it kept timing out..and yeah, vicious cycle.

so, its monday.

students are obnoxious and loud today. turn them down please. the volume is too high.

“What, Miss?”

TURN DOWN YOUR MUSIC IN CLASS.

can you tell i am on random mode today?

there was a article i saw yesterday about a woman beating her husband to death with an ipod. i cant find it at the moment to link to it, but damn, that must have hurt.

i cant help but wonder if the song changed everytime she hit him.

why yes, i AM going to hell. thanks for asking.

i have things i want to post about, like religion and my personal feelings about it, or why im weirded out by how my grandfather is reacting to my grandmother’s death. but i dont have to energy to deal with either of those topics today.

so instead, randomness!

i think i have talked the Brandus out of doing 8 million classes this semester. i just negotiated him dropping one class for me changing the kitty litter for the rest of the semester.

trust me, i got the better end of the deal. changing the kitty litter is much less work than having to bite my tongue to keep from saying, “i TOLD you not to take so many classes!” when he begins to come unglued from the stress.

My classes have started, and i dropped one before the very first class. i had my reasons, but also, didnt want to. im coming up to the end of my grant program, and i have work, plus an internship, plus i have to put together a big honkin’ portfolio and present it to a whole bunch of people this summer, so i figured 2 classes would be more than enough.

plus, this way i get to go to fort collins for open studio at the stamp store every thursday. which is fun, because i get to make stamp-y, art-y friends, instead of being stuck up in my room by myself, moping because i dont have anyone but brandus to show when i make something nifty. the hardest part is deciding what of my toys to take, because i never know what Christine (the owner) will have out for me to use.

this is getting long. and more rambley. So im going to go and pretend to do something work related. like planning. planning would be good. yes.