Running from the beasties. And by beasties I mean myself.

Jan 26, 2007 22:59

Let's see here,
Apparently a D doesn't pass in some classes. Have to take a math theory class over again, damn. Have to wait for fall to do it, double damn.
Two maths this semester, the simple: Statistics for phys and engineers, and the hard: Complex analysis. With another graduate level phys class on composites, taught by my boss. No really, I like the stress.

Girl front went nowhere,... well almost nowhere. Considering she got back together with the ex-boyfriend she left to marry her ex-husband, who is coming back to town after being in jail... perhaps it's for the best. (pause whilst I stand to take a bow for that one - apparently I inherited some of those womin attracting genes from other family members)

The niece is doing well. They're trying to get her into one of them fancy private schools what where they actually learn.
Dad's sugar levels are high, so their putting him on a small insulin dose every night in addition to the pills. No wonder as he does nothing all day. Can't even get him to walk around for a little while.
Siamese is now a full-on lap cat. It's nice, but kind of worrying. He'll just sit some where and yell untill you spend ten minuets coaxing him over or just pick him up.

On the DVD front: Half way through "This Ugly But Beautiful World", which has been quite nice. The new edition of "Seven Samurai" kicks it with information overload. "Boondock Saints" special has great commentaries as does "Big Trouble in Little China".

Next weekend will be busy: WWE is here for a 'dark' show on sat, and big Superbowl party on sun.

And that's the hunger bell. Need some food, for tonight, I taste Scotch. Later.
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