Well I am finally done with all of the big projects I had due for school for the semester... Now it's basically smooth sailing until the finals. I cannotwait for this to be completely over. This week-end I'll be concentrating on getting my grad school applications done, *crosses fingers* and hopefully that will be over with soon. I will just need to take the GRE which I am going to do next ...
I haven't really had a lot to say lately as nothing much has been happening. Work has been ridiculously insane, but it should be calming down soon. I'm really just posting to wish a Happy Birthday to solooperator . To Scott. Sure, it's easier than in the beginning, but it still stings to all holy fucking hell when I realize that he's not coming back. Anyway. I'm not trying to have ...
It's been a tough week - whew! First off, who ever published the never before released footage of Abu Musab al Zarqawi ~ thanks. I'd like to see more of that. I'd also like to hear more on how the council is doing there... if that can be done safetly. I do pityPresident Obama these days. He didn't make this mess, but since he doesn't have a magic wand to wave and make everything sweet again, he ...
whew. I did 20 mins on the treadmill and then 10 mins on the sit up bike - each with the appropriate speed and intervals and it was hard. Nadia damaged me, I think. The hills on the bike, particularly, were killers. My RPMs dropped considerably but I powered through. I went in earlier than usual cause my training session is at 10 and I wanted time to shower before it starts. I don't think Live ...
... flu. Still a mild fever off and on. My husband's taking care of her today and he's going to take her to the pediatrician today to check her ears for infection. Uncle Johnny's operation went well (WHEW!!!) and his prognosis is good, now! As my mom pointed out, my aunt Sue essentially saved his life by insisting that he go to her doctor for a second opinion. His own doctor had just said "Oh ...
... mistake this honking big with only two weeks left to go before the manuscript is due. Can you say: PANIC ATTACK??? So back I went, trying to figure out where I'd made my mistake, my stomach churning, tears close to falling when all of a sudden I saw it. The mistake was in the TIME LINE not the manuscript. Whew! What a relief. Pass the Mylanta, will you? Ever have one of those day?
