business law.
Mr. Joel, King PowerPoint himself... three chapters of glossed-over law, branches of law, different kinds of law... till I swear I felt my eyeballs glaze over. Switched over from classroom to classroom three times before we even started, and got our books about 10:30 for all three classes.
Phew. What a start to a week, three chapters of homework right off the bat.
Yet, there's quite a lot of history in law, and I learned quite a bit today as well. Though I feel that my head is cram-jammed full too. I have at least no few than 10 pages front and back from those three chapters.
And... I talked to Frencken about that paper. No dice. She said I was to have corrected and handed back in Wk 7's work... which I didn't. So, my grade stands as-is.
Meh. It is what it is.
Tomorrow, we're going to Nutz Law so that Roy can finally get his divorce rolling. He has a 1:30 appt, so I have enough time to get home, eat, and haul ass over to 32nd St to be there in time.
Watching wrestling tonight... who the hell is Wiz Khalifia? All I see is a young, crotch-grabbing, crap-for-talent rapper who needs to eat a sandwich and wear real jeans. Holy. Crap. I hear better rapping on that show Lockup on MSNBC than I did out of him!
Tomorrow is Human Resource Management. And... Frencken. Twice a week. Wonder how many times we'll be moved tomorrow?
Phew. What a start to a week, three chapters of homework right off the bat.
Yet, there's quite a lot of history in law, and I learned quite a bit today as well. Though I feel that my head is cram-jammed full too. I have at least no few than 10 pages front and back from those three chapters.
And... I talked to Frencken about that paper. No dice. She said I was to have corrected and handed back in Wk 7's work... which I didn't. So, my grade stands as-is.
Meh. It is what it is.
Tomorrow, we're going to Nutz Law so that Roy can finally get his divorce rolling. He has a 1:30 appt, so I have enough time to get home, eat, and haul ass over to 32nd St to be there in time.
Watching wrestling tonight... who the hell is Wiz Khalifia? All I see is a young, crotch-grabbing, crap-for-talent rapper who needs to eat a sandwich and wear real jeans. Holy. Crap. I hear better rapping on that show Lockup on MSNBC than I did out of him!
Tomorrow is Human Resource Management. And... Frencken. Twice a week. Wonder how many times we'll be moved tomorrow?