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I'm sitting in the University of Louisville library. Across from this Mitch McConnell exhibit glorifying all the Kentucky Senators. It has one big ass statue of Henry Clay. Which I totally agree with. Henry Clay totally needs a big ass statue.

It's the big honking painting of Mitch McConnell right next to him that I go O.o over.

Somehow McConnell, I doubt your even close to Clay.

:-P

Anyway, back to schoolwork.

<silly voice>I feel violated</silly voice>

Just got a pap smear... do the math.

>.<

Well, I think I've found new motivation to post in here again. I gave things a bit of an overhaul, picked up a new mood theme. Josh and Donna, I will always remember you.

I overhauled my watch list, did some other things, left coms, joined coms. After a long time hiatus, I'm at a point now where I think I'll use this more often.

Granted, I've said that before and look where it got me.

Besides this, Star Trek XI has eaten my brain. I've always been into Star Trek, but, the new movie got me going and... it's nice to have a fandom again.

I need better Star Trek icons. But, yeah.

Hopefully, this will be the first post of many meaning, I'M BACK BITCHES

Ok.

I'm a nerd.

We all know this.

Proof of my nerd-dom?

I just can't stop watching this site.

http://flightaware.com/live/

Pick an airport, and watch all the traffic! Ever curious where that plane that's flying overhead is going? This is the site for you.

The codes and stuff take a little getting used to, but most of them are available with a google serch.

::goes back to watching the UPS planes take off::

fascinated

I'm writing this while I try to get motivated to write up this paper thing. It's the last thing I have to do, and I actually have plenty of time since I'm subbing for someone who's just giving a test. So, all I have to do is get up every few minutes and look mean. I like high school, they know the basic rules, they don't wanna be there any more than you so it makes life easier lol.

Not to mention that the private school I work at has the kinda kids that want to do well on tests. So, no real control issues since they do it themselves.

Meanwhile, my absorption into the football cult continues. As I start to understand the game, I find watching football movies more fun. Not to mention last night I think I was dreaming about being the queen left tackle and how I'm supposed to block my girl for what plays.

Yeah, it's official, I'm on the border of being obsessed.

Not to bad though, I'm having fun, and getting in shape, my weight hasn't changed but my pants have been getting larger. That's a good thing ehh?

After this stupid paper is done, I'll be done with school till May 11th I think. That's when the first round of summer school starts up. Actually, summer school really doesn't start getting hard for me till June 9th. Before that is a one hour physical fitness class.

Why am I taking a physical fitness class? Well, in order to qualify for summer financial aid as a grad student I have to have three hours. Most of the time, that's just one class...except this time. The class I need to take is only 2 hours, and after much angsting about whether I could pay for it straight up or if I should start playing games with the school. My sister moxieg came up with the idea to take an "Advanced Basket Weaving-105" course to put me over the top. I decided to take this physical fitness and conditioning class. I figured if coach was running my ass off in football, whats another hour and a half a day for three weeks? Gets me my credit, it fits my schedule and it'll help.

Did I mention just how much fun I'm having in football?

I'm really having fun in football.

Me enjoying something physical? I'm kinda having a hard time believing it.

Before the season is up, I really have to thank the girl that got me into it.

But, I've distracted myself enough, time to go back to the stupid paper/project of doom.

The only thing that has made this really cranky, horrible, nasty pain in the ass, "I'm staying up all night and the night after weee!" day alright?

The fact that someone hacked one of the vending machines and I have 4 or 5 bucks worth of food for nothing.

It's total junk, but I don't care. YAAAAAY.

I had about 5 seconds of guilt, but that was about it. It's overpriced crap anyway.

Ok, I'm gonna add "heater popping and watching a spark float down from it" to the list of ways I DON'T like getting up in the morning.

Call into the landlord.

Lets see what the wanker does.

Meanwhile, heart rate? GET BACK TO NORMAL.

So, I've been subbing, many of you know this.

But this job, yikes. All the other secretaries/admin assistants/whatever you wanna call the person that practically runs the school have rooms of their own. This job? only has a large desk outside the office and every random person walking by can stare at me.

Dude, if I had this job full time, I'd either have to learn how NOT to be ADD by people walking by, or get used to having no privacy. Everytime I answer the phone, kids hanging out in the lobby studying look at me like "herm?"

Not to mention that the way this person has her computer set up, rather than two computers...one for the security system, one for everything else. She has one computer with two screens and to get to the other one you have to go all the way to the right to get the cursor to pop up on the other one to take care of the security.

Can we say, counter-intuitive? Just go RIGHT to go UP!!11!!!

Yes, I know it's set up for two screens side by side and they just put one on top of the other, but it still makes my brain hurt a bit.

Other than, that, I posted another 300 more words on ff.net for the BSG/MASH crossover. It's a transitional kinda thing, Klinger goes and wakes Charles up. I'll post it here later, once I get home. There will be more coming, I just need to write some more so I have a little but of a buffer. Because I'm flying by the seat of my pants without a Beta and just hoping for the best.

Also? People? When there's a security door? and I have to buzz to let you in? BANGING ON SAID DOOR JUST PISSES ME OFF. IT DOESN'T MAKE ME GO FASTER! STUPID PEOPLE!

Dude, now I go, into the abyss.

To do what?

Buy jeans.

HAAAATE HAAATE HAATTE.

And maybe a pair of black or tan dress pants...

HATE HATE.

Why the hate? Because the moronic people that make them assume that if you have a big ass, you have short legs. Or if you have long legs you have a small ass.

I have a big ass and long legs.

Yup, needle in a fucking haystack.