randomness

Well, for those wondering about the aftermath of an entry a while back, I feel better. I took some time after the Asshole left to just kind of veg, when TBF logged off the computer at night I put up an away, curled up on the couch, read books, watched movies, basically gave myself permission to be something other then the total support for someone else, something other then the one who can be counted on to always be here.

I didn’t quite log all the way OFF, but I did put an away up and didn’t come over to see who pinged when people did. *chuckles* I also didn’t allow myself to feel bad if no one did. Hell, the people who were online anyway were people I can’t stand after all – so its good they were silent, right? right.

Of course, with all that reading, it lead to me pulling out my all time favorite series by Terry Goodkind. I only have the first four books (of eight now! *Wah* though I’ve read five and six… but I don’t own them, and I didn’t even know the names of book 7 and 8! AAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!) I read all four books of The Sword of Truth series (Wizards first rule, the stone of tears, blood of the fold, and temple of the winds) in 4.5 days. If anyone has seen these books, they’re NOT small books. at all. *chuckles* Even tbf was impressed it only took me 4.5 days.

That means I’m jonsin for books 5-8 now. And Debt of Bones which is a short story that prequels it….
So. You know. If you love me? They’re all on my wish list…. and some of the used prices are pretty darn good, and there’s like 40 items of wishing there.. and you know… someone mentioned me making a new layout for their journal and I’d be most happy to do so for one or two of those books….

Really…
Or call it an early christmas gift for the poor girl who’s desparate for reading material…..

I’m not above groveling either… yannow, just in case that would help… *chuckles*
(just, if all this groveling and begging works? let me know so that I don’t go on a shopping spree when dividends get here and get them myself. *L*)
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Ok, enough sniveling and begging. for now. *chuckles* I’m like some crazed junkie needing a fix, I swear. Need my reluctant hero quota, really.

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I was looking through the course catalog at school last night, figuring out where I am and where I’m headed and realized that – I’m officially a senior.

A SENIOR.

I have 13 more classes and then they will give me my piece of paper and release me on the unsuspecting design world… MUHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA

and then I paniced. I ONLY HAVE 13 MORE CLASSES! What on earth will I do after that? Holy shit. for the past 2+ years every breathing moment it seems has been eaten up by my being ferociously determined to succeed in this little Graphic Design venture…. I’ve gone to school year round, had a couple weeks for breaks here and there, then back at it. I’ve struggled and whined and cried and triumphed to a 3.9 gpa.. I’ve hated profs, and loved profs, and taken leadership roles and been the flunky who’s had to step in with leadership roles, I’ve struggled through having TBF push me harder then anyone else in shared classes to delighting the few times I bested him in some answer, or at least thrilled in that I could keep up with him when he’s an artist and I’m not….

It’ll be weird not to log in first thing every morning, not to log in throughout the day, not to HAVE to post something to some stupid idiot politely telling them how stupid they are without seeming too..

It’ll be very odd. very odd indeed.

But I’m looking forward to it – and well, I still have a year so it’s all good. (though if I pull three classes for one session of an upcoming quarter I can graduate next September instead of next December – might look into that… since my last quarter would only have one class anyway…)

Speaking of idiots… there’s a girl in my graphic illustration class who posted this morning that she doesn’t like doing the illustrations, she doesn’t like having to be ‘artistic’ she just wants to do layout, she’ll pay someone to do her illustrations.

Blink.

She’s getting a degree in Graphic Design. if she wants only to do layout, what the hell is she wasting her money for? Some people have too much money to waste, I swear. *chuckels*

Anyway – the pup is looking at me with beady little eyes and has a fork in her hand so I’m thinking I’d better feed the child before she descides to start poking me. *chuckles* So I’ll leave you with a little pup humor… conversation yesterday (exerpts from convo with TBF over aim):

Me: ahHA. so the little shit CAN count to 10 wihout messing up. *cackles, having tricked the little wench.. MUHAHAHAHA* i knew she always messed it up on purpose, just to get her gramma’s goat. *L* *yes, is happy to have outsmarted the 4 year old. *L**

Pup- “What number do I start with?”
me- What number do you start with, child.
pup -“um. 8!”

Hey pup! say your abc’s!
“8, 11, 4, c, f, elmnopZ!”

Say your abcs..
“No! I won’t do it timothy’s way!”
and what’s timothy’s way?
“abcdefghijklmnopqrstuvwxyz but I don’t LIKE that way.”

(For now.. I am STILL smarter then the 4 year old. *LMAO*)

God. her teachers are in SO MUCH TROUBLE… we’re gonna have them retiring left and right – is it any wonder I’m keeping her home one more year instead of sending her to preschool so as not to give them prior warning?!?