Mood:  celebratory

All in all, it's been a good day; in fact, it's been a good week. 

The best thing that happened is that my son has been published on the Internet.  He started his internship for college credit with Gamealmighty this past Wednesday, and his first game review was published on the site Friday.  I am so, so proud.  To read his work, go to: http://www.gamealmighty.com/game-review/review/Spider_Man_Friend_or_Foe_Review-1/.                      In fact, he is already on the Internet because the college's new magazine is online and he has articles in it.

I had breakfast this morning with an old friend of my husband.  It was so enjoyable.  Good conversation, good food.  I was fine until I got back into the car and got a little weepy.  Damn, Allen, you were supposed to be there with us.  I know you were there in spirit, but....

A little bird whispered something to me at work.  Since one can't take the chance that the wrong person won't stumble onto this Blog, all I will say is that if the birdie is right, then I want to thank the Powers That Be for watching out for me.  My problems at work aren't over, but at least I won't feel like I'm going to implode everyday at my job.

2007-11-05   13:32:27

I just deleted a paragraph that I had originally included when this Blog was first written.  I also deleted the retraction that I had added last night.  I decided that instead of retracting what I had said, deleting it was the best way to go.

Before I sign off, Mr. Wu, would you please stop telling me where I stand in the class.  Yes, it is ultra important to me that I do well (for several reasons which I won't elaborate on right now).  I am very happy that so far I have been successful because I have voluntarily put in many more hours of effort into this class than I had expected, but I don't want to know where I am in comparison to the other students.  That doesn't matter to me, only my accomplishments do.  Thank you. 

Mood:  spacey

It would be nice if the "Mood" dropdown list had "tired" as one of its options.  Even nicer would be being able to add moods not on the list, but I don't see an option for that.  Guess spacey will have to do for tired.  I do feel sort of spaced out and can't concentrate.  Tired - haven't had a good night's sleep since the end of the spring semester in May.    

Talking about not finding things - Mr. Wu, I still can't find the spell check for making sure a Blog doesn't have spelling errors.  I decided not to read your comment until tomorrow.  Right now I can't handle positives, negatives or neutrals.

If work on Monday is as upsetting as it was Friday, I'm going to the Union office to ask some questions.  No, either way I'm going, if just to make an appointment to speak to someone.  I have never liked working for females, and all of my bosses are women.  Overcompensating estrogen is domination; overcompensating testosterone is inadequacy.  It doesn't matter what you do, there is no way for estrogen to accept another female into the nest; make the testosterone look good, and you become indispensible (one is never completely indispensible, so until the testosterone realizes this, you are safe).

2007-10-08  15:07:27

I decided that I'd rather work on my PowerPoint projects instead of visiting the Union today, so here I am at the Western Campus.  The Computer called, and I answered.

2007-10-10   16:44:55

Don't know how I managed it, but I got almost 7 hours sleep last night.  If I can figure out how that happened, I'll keep doing the same thing until it becomes a habit.     

Mood:  lyrical

I'm having a love-hate relationship with my computer class.  I hate the fact that it has taken over my life.  I plan my week around when and to which one of the CSN computer labs I'm going to, and when I'll be able to do work at home.  I love the fact that I have to do all this work, because the more I am involved, the more fascinated I am becoming with what can be done and if I can do it. 

I now need to figure out what or even if I should do something with my computer education.  Ever since my last computer died a horrible death and I lost a ton of information, I decided that I need to learn more about a computer than how to turn it on or off, move a mouse, or push the majority of the keys on the keyboard (there's a bunch that just sit there and I haven't the slightest idea what they are for - don't tell me to push them to see what happens because I'll either lose my information, erase something vital or blow up the computer - I've killed more than one).  

So far, I have been so extremely lucky with my instructors that I can't believe it's possible for a department run by a "Group" that couldn't care less about its employees and only about spending the college's money, still has such a marvelous faculty (at least the ones that I've met). Unfortunately, CSN will be losing in my opinion its star come the end of next semester due to outsourcing by the "Group".  "May the Force be with You" ~ "Live Long and Prosper". 

It's time to put this to bed.  Hey, where the flame is the spell check button?  The old joke "The defendant who pleads his own case has a fool for a client".  Without spell check = the author who edits her own work has a fool for a writer - or something to that effect.

Mood:  irritated

Irritated was the closest mood I could find in the list to use instead of my real mood which is "pissed".  Signing up to create this Blog was a royal pain in the posterior. 

You check to see if the username is available.  You're told it's available, finish filling in the page, you click and the nasty red words tell you it's not available.  After many tries with the "available" lie and rejection, I somehow managed to find an acceptable username. 

After the experience with the username I decided that this was not the right time to play with the Blog page set-up. Then you get to the URL....  What do they want?  What are they talking about?  All I get are rejections.  The help section makes no sense, doesn't explain in novice terms what I'm supposed to do, so I finally said, "@#$%^&", and tried the overwrite box.  After two tries with that it finally worked.  So, if I overwrote myself - okay, but if I overwrote someone else, I apologize from the tip of my toes to the top of my head.