You may continue to attend the University at your own expense
It has been fifteen days, and I still haven’t heard back from the U about my financial aid appeal. I gotta go to class.
I’m totally joining the (army|marines) at the end of summer.
Walt Mink Show Mentions
http://www.donosborn.com/walt_mink/walt_mink.htm
Un dernier coup pour le peuple
Dude, there is like no mention of the Walt Mink show on the net.
Yes, I am having trouble sleeping.
When shall I wear my Walk Mink shirt again?
Ash Tree (not post-show, but whatever)
Damn you feet! Damn you to soak in rose petal water!
It isn’t a normal turn of events, but my feet were producing the stanky funk today, and by stanky funk I don’t mean “step off, I’m doin’ the hump: the Humpty Dance is your Chance to do the Hump”, I mean: there was a decidedly non-delicious aroma rising up from the floor in one of those visible clouds shaped like a hand. It slapped me in the face, so Lisa made a simply delightful foot bath for me with essential oils and rose petals. She said something about cypress oils and marigold extract, but all I know is that my tiny fuzzy hobbit feet have turned into perfect girl feet.
Armed with pleasant aromas and a Summit EPA I dropped a bomb on my CSci 4011 homework.
I don’t know what I will do to recover my masculinity. I guess that I will have to think about it while I soak in the tub. Maybe I will have some wine and read a romance novel. Oh me! No, I can’t go soak in the tub, because my hairy man-boobs (pectoral muscles!) might turn into a heaving alabaster bosom - and then I would have no reason to ever leave the house again. Oh bosom!
Hooray for rain!
Did I mention that when it rains the DSL goes down? If I did, you wouldn’t know, because the DSL is down and you can’t get to my server to read the post where I said that when it rains the DSL goes down..
At least the Daily Show is still on TV. Thank you cool, soothing Jon Stewart!
Brush the dust off of the keyboard
Well, I’ve been writing like crazy in the past few weeks, but this particular keyboard is dusty. I spilled my water bottle on the wireless keyboard, so I am stuck on this other keyboard.
Dear Gin and Tonic
Thank you for tasting like wonderful Christmas Trees.
Here’s some flowers
I took a walk today, and, uh, I’m still used to photographing flowers, so you get ‘em, even if you aren’t the “I like pictures of flowers” type.
Satisfactory Academic Progress
If you’re wondering, I am still waiting to hear about my appeal to my financial aid suspension because of my unsatisfactory academic progress. In the fall semester I was on the magical Dean’s list, and last semester I pulled a 3.33333 (repeating) out of some orifice, which wasn’t enough to get my name on the bulletin board of the CLA advising offices, but was satisfactory under my standards. I got notice on June 6th and it is now very nearly July. I had better hear soon, or I will be joining the army come fall — maybe the marines. Cast your vote for which organization will best transform me from a mere evil robot into an unstoppable killing machine. By “cast your vote” I mean “tell me to just get a job at Chick-Fil-A.” In my non-shaving days I had a moustache (and beard) but I have not yet had a mullet. Yes, this is all just a Ben Folds reference. Sigh.
Oh yeah, there is the strong possibility that I will not only get an A in Digital Photography (already done) but also Formal Languages and Automata Theory. That assumes that I do the homework. I swear I will.
Oh yeah, the satisfactory academic progress has little to do with my GPA and everything to do with all those classes I withdrew from in 1996 and 1997. Yes, I’m due to graduate in 2008, which means that I am on the twelve year plan.
wp-itunes
I hope to steal some of this code to put album art up on my music page. Uh, I mean borrow. Or something. I really should go to bed now.