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Just another Non-Manic Wednesday
Jan. 4th, 2006 03:22 pm22 days until I return to hell. I don't think I ever needed vacation as much as I needed it when December 21st rolled around. If, as the staff said, the next semester is harder I might go completely mental. Not that it would be a noticable change, of course.
I'm meeting with three classmates tomorrow afternoon to go over some units from our massive (2200+ page) med-surg text. I somehow worked it so that my units are the shortest; the poor woman doing the cardio unit has 300 pages to chapter in addition to the two other units she's doing...ouch. I stayed home instead of going to the school's Career Services in search of an on-campus part time job like I'd planned in order to write up my notes.
On an unrelated note - I watched Secretary this afternoon. I could have sworn I'd watched it previously but I couldn't remember much outside of the last couple of minutes. Thank God I didn't watch it with my mother like I'd originally planned. The family that watches S&M-lite together does not stay together. I liked it until the end, though.( *Minor* spoiler ) I don't need to necessarily like my protagonist but they have to be at least *likable*, and she lost me at that point. But THE SPADER. Mein gott, The Spader. Much love for that man. What happened between Secretary and whatever the hell the name of the show is that he's on? It's like his hotness evaporated.
Making chicken right now. The roaster's in the oven, but the little plastic popper refuses to pop up. The chicken's six and a half pounds and has been in there for more than two hours. I think it's done but fear of salmonella is keeping me from removing it until I get the popper's seal of approval. Why must you thwart me, oh Perdue Popper Thinggey!?!?!
I'll give it ten more minutes and then, pop or no pop, that chick's coming out.
The W.Virginia miner drama is wrong on so many levels. It raises the question - do you leave people hanging until you get positive proof? or do you try to soothe with whatever information comes your way? Imagine losing your loved one not once but *twice* in 3 days. Damn.
I'm meeting with three classmates tomorrow afternoon to go over some units from our massive (2200+ page) med-surg text. I somehow worked it so that my units are the shortest; the poor woman doing the cardio unit has 300 pages to chapter in addition to the two other units she's doing...ouch. I stayed home instead of going to the school's Career Services in search of an on-campus part time job like I'd planned in order to write up my notes.
On an unrelated note - I watched Secretary this afternoon. I could have sworn I'd watched it previously but I couldn't remember much outside of the last couple of minutes. Thank God I didn't watch it with my mother like I'd originally planned. The family that watches S&M-lite together does not stay together. I liked it until the end, though.( *Minor* spoiler ) I don't need to necessarily like my protagonist but they have to be at least *likable*, and she lost me at that point. But THE SPADER. Mein gott, The Spader. Much love for that man. What happened between Secretary and whatever the hell the name of the show is that he's on? It's like his hotness evaporated.
Making chicken right now. The roaster's in the oven, but the little plastic popper refuses to pop up. The chicken's six and a half pounds and has been in there for more than two hours. I think it's done but fear of salmonella is keeping me from removing it until I get the popper's seal of approval. Why must you thwart me, oh Perdue Popper Thinggey!?!?!
I'll give it ten more minutes and then, pop or no pop, that chick's coming out.
The W.Virginia miner drama is wrong on so many levels. It raises the question - do you leave people hanging until you get positive proof? or do you try to soothe with whatever information comes your way? Imagine losing your loved one not once but *twice* in 3 days. Damn.
