Honestly who put this guy together?
• Honestly who put this guy together?
Well today involves very little school so I WILL devote time to the undoubtedly crappy story that about this summer and most of this semester.
Just to give you a rough idea about what the hell I am talking about in the title, my hands are forever cold. Usually this isn't something I notice until I happen to shake someone's hand and they scream because something 10 degrees colder than normal has a grip on them. You can image the implications this has with me trying to be a Physical Therapist.
Me: "Ok so now I'm going to check your spine for abnormalities."
Patient: "Sure thin- OH GOD THAT'S COLD! You asshole, you said nothing about ice!"
Me: "Um... those are my hands."
The only time the cold bothers me is when I have to chisel my car out of the coating of ice on it. Denver is bizarre in the fact that the winter is a season of mini-cycles. You have the freezing cold for a couple of days (snow on the first day) followed by about 4 days of 50-60 degree weather. So that first day of nice weather usually has a cold night. So when all the snow melts of your car during the day, it freezes during the night. Normally this isn't a problem until the cover on you gas cap is frozen shut... Or when your front wheel drive car can't go up hill at a stop light because it has no traction. Both of these things are funny, that and the fact that I wear battery powered gloves so my hands don't freeze! Ha!
So Pseudo Frozenhands is going to go to another group meeting now and then student government after class. Considering how close we are to finals week I really wonder what we are going to do other than talk about our responsibilities. Seeing as how my position was created by the last class, for reasons I am not too sure about, and the fact that this position isn't in the student bylaws... I can really do anything I want. This means that I could conquer the world or raise an army of flying monkeys (Wizard of Oz style)... This ought to be fun!
-J
Well today involves very little school so I WILL devote time to the undoubtedly crappy story that about this summer and most of this semester.
Just to give you a rough idea about what the hell I am talking about in the title, my hands are forever cold. Usually this isn't something I notice until I happen to shake someone's hand and they scream because something 10 degrees colder than normal has a grip on them. You can image the implications this has with me trying to be a Physical Therapist.
Me: "Ok so now I'm going to check your spine for abnormalities."
Patient: "Sure thin- OH GOD THAT'S COLD! You asshole, you said nothing about ice!"
Me: "Um... those are my hands."
The only time the cold bothers me is when I have to chisel my car out of the coating of ice on it. Denver is bizarre in the fact that the winter is a season of mini-cycles. You have the freezing cold for a couple of days (snow on the first day) followed by about 4 days of 50-60 degree weather. So that first day of nice weather usually has a cold night. So when all the snow melts of your car during the day, it freezes during the night. Normally this isn't a problem until the cover on you gas cap is frozen shut... Or when your front wheel drive car can't go up hill at a stop light because it has no traction. Both of these things are funny, that and the fact that I wear battery powered gloves so my hands don't freeze! Ha!
So Pseudo Frozenhands is going to go to another group meeting now and then student government after class. Considering how close we are to finals week I really wonder what we are going to do other than talk about our responsibilities. Seeing as how my position was created by the last class, for reasons I am not too sure about, and the fact that this position isn't in the student bylaws... I can really do anything I want. This means that I could conquer the world or raise an army of flying monkeys (Wizard of Oz style)... This ought to be fun!
-J