So I took a CLEP exam tonight, in Educational Psychology which I needed to do to prove that I know a little bit of the psychology behind education. I prepared for this exam by reading an intro textbook sporadically for the last month, taking the online practice test and trying to remember stuff from my Developmental psych class that I took eleventy ( Read more... )

Homg the tension--Heroes!!! Sylar, you suck and I hope you were dead before you hit the manhole. Peter--you know you're not dead, don't try to snow all your fans with that radiation-explody nonsense. Silly hero ( Read more... )

Ah HA!!! I am finished--FINISHED I say!--with every last freaking bit of school for this semester. Finals taken, papers turned in, papers revised and re-turned in, books returned to library, notes binned because I never ever want to read through what I thought was important and found out was merely an interesting sidebar again ( Read more... )

The Michigan economy is officially in the shitter.

The surest sign of this is not the number of houses up for auction downtown (not sale, mind you, but auction). It is not the grotesque unemployment rate or the beyond-dismal automotive sales figures. The surest sign of economic Armageddon in the Motor City is this:

There are Red Wings playoff ( Read more... )

God, I suck at posting. Nothing new there.

Today the Web was a ceaseless dribble of amusement. So much with the funny and fun...starting with the Pilates of theCaribbean poster a friend e-mailed me. I read some great fic today...a Brokeback novel that's got me in tears and some funny Sparrington. I read, as always, the comments posted on
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So drifting around LJ instead of reading tonight's salacious bit of literary theory--Camille Paglia, The Daemon as Lesbian Vampire. Who knew lit theory would be so stimulating? winkwink

Anyway, popped into
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I expect my head to explode sometime before this semester is over. Taking Critical Theory, starting with deconstruction and poststructuralism and so far I understand nothing. I don't understand the reading, I don't understand the notes I've taken on the reading (that's very scary, actually. How can I write something down and not understand it? What ( Read more... )

Fare thee well, little students ( Read more... )

Boy #1 is back at school. Moved him into an apartment in Ann Arbor today. There is much to be said for the adaptive powers of the human heart, since I didn't shed a single tear at our departure, as opposed to last year's brutal sob-fest. Or maybe I'm just getting crotchety and callous in my middle age. Either way, good luck this year, Patty. I have ( Read more... )

One more week, that's all. I can handle one more long, brainless, frustrating week. Right? Right?

Good Lord, how the hell did I stay home with them for ten years? Was it the heroin?

Lastly--I love my Jack Davenport icon, but I keep raising my eyebrows back at him and I'm getting concerned about that whole reality/fantasy blurry thing.