February 9, 2009
Okay, so I haven’t really been a good blogger lately. I’ve been too busy tapping on the keyboard for school instead. I’d like to get to the end of this term and do a word count on what I’ve written, but it would take too long, I don’t have the time, and I think it would be too depressing. Suffice it to say that the spacebar on my laptop has a spot that’s worn shiny, and part of my “N” key is gone so that it now looks like an upside-down V.
February 4, 2009
Monday night: not good. Not good at all. My brain went into overload mode and pretty much just entirely shut down. I essentially wasted 30 minutes of the night staring at my laptop screen and crying, which makes it hard to study for mid-terms or write case analyses or post to the discussion boards, whathaveyou. I had a case of the Mean Reds, as Audrey Hepburn’s Holly Golightly said in Breakfast at Tiffany’s.
February 2, 2009
That was our weekend. Mine and Zozer’s anyway. Every thirty minutes, we’d sit on the potty for two minutes. Sometimes longer if she wanted to read one of her potty books. While she’s now quite experienced at sitting on the potty, she has yet to actually use the potty. We both now know “A Potty For Me” and “The Potty Book For Girls” pretty much by heart, though.
January 30, 2009
My stomach is in knots. I’m anxious and nervous and I feel like I could toss my cookies any second now. Blech.
January 27, 2009
January 23, 2009
Happy birthday, sweet Mocholate. I love you!
January 22, 2009
Another brilliant insight from a moron in my marketing class, also on the marketing strategy of eBay:
January 21, 2009
Before I began my graduate studies, I thought that having an undergrad degree was proof enough that one was ready to tackle higher education.
January 20, 2009
Whether or not you voted for him, you must admit that much of the nation’s (nay, the world’s) hopes and dreams rest on his shoulders.
January 18, 2009