This should surprise no one.
And I maintain that I only did as well as I did on the Science/Math part because I just finished watching that History Channel series on the Universe. That's how I knew about the iron. God, that really does make me a dork, doesn't it? As does the fact that my boyfriend and I have discussed episodes we have seperately watched, and their merits and boringness. (Honestly, fell asleep during Venus.)
Uh, yeah, still around and kicking and working. Mostly working. And some pony, and of course boy, but he's away a LOT this month with campaign events and going on location for the Presidential Library series we're doing on Fridays. Series is kind of neat, but he doesn't go anywhere cool, which sucks. I'd have sent him out to party with filmstill if he'd gotten to go to the LBJ library, but tragically, no where fun like Austin.
Me, I only get fun like DC and in-season chestnut mares. Note to self: just trailride, because it won't provoke. Parentals are coming down to meet their hopefully-less-cranky grandpony this coming weekend, so that ought to be fun. Maybe I'll force them to take a few pictures.