Well, well, well...
Next Monday is my Principles of Chemistry final. Aside from the scare that I was going to fail the class because I stupidly skipped a double lab (so that I could go shopping with Robbie, Jeri, and Eric???), I've done really well so far. The Monday after next is my first class at West Chester. I'm excited and nervous, though I'm sure I'll do fine.
I've begun to exhibit (spelling?) a lot of self-restraint in what I say. My tact has finally matured, I suppose. That, and I got tired of seeing all the drama I innadvertantly caused by opening my mouth at the wrong time.
One of my employees pointed out to me taht I'm entirely too trusting. I do. I trust people more than I should, and I get fucked over. So I'm through placing a lot of trust in people. Yes, that means you...
I've begun to exhibit (spelling?) a lot of self-restraint in what I say. My tact has finally matured, I suppose. That, and I got tired of seeing all the drama I innadvertantly caused by opening my mouth at the wrong time.
One of my employees pointed out to me taht I'm entirely too trusting. I do. I trust people more than I should, and I get fucked over. So I'm through placing a lot of trust in people. Yes, that means you...