Cold cow orkers.
Am they lizards?!

It's still WARM here. Shush.
Thank goodness for a large drafty old high-ceilinged building.
I will revel in it as the temperature drops.

Damn. Forgot there's a thermostat here.
So far they've only used the stand-alone heater.

I dunno. I'm pretty sure I've seen in his posts where he says, "I'd hit that." ;)

Though maybe I'm thinking of someone else.

I got a B on my history exam.

Not an A.

Damn.

But you know, that's not what bugs me the most about the test. My actual percentage on the test was a 73. You may wonder, and rightly so, on what planet a 73% is a "B." Well, my friends, it's Planet Curve.

Out of 75 points, the highest anybody got was 69. The lowest was 12. The class average was 40. How many points were required to pass? Anyone wanna guess? Never mind. It's 25 points. That's right, if a student got 34% of the questions right, he passed.

Again, this is on Planet Curve.

Why do teachers grade on a curve?

Because they SUCK.

If this guy was a half decent lecturer and did an adequate job of telling us what was expected on the test (ie. how to answer the short essays) and didn't make the stupid multiple choice questions so damn vague, maybe he wouldn't NEED a curve.

I got 98, 97, and 98 on the first three exams in History 102 last year. Granted I might have studied a wee bit more for those - not much - that was a GOOD teacher. Very good.

Blech. I'm going to roast him on ratemyprofessors.com, when I finish the term. So there.

Juniper, are you going to school for the grades or to learn something? As long as you're learning, who cares about the grade? And if you're not learning anything the grade is still not important.

Yes, but let's think about this for a moment.

Because of the curve, in order to pass the exam, students only had to get one third of the answers correct. A "C" grade was equivalent to one half of the answers.

Which means that a C student only has to learn half of the material.

And an A student has to learn approximately 80% of the material.

When the curve is that big, what does that tell you?

It tells me that the students aren't learning much, and the professor doesn't give a shit, he just wants 'em to pass so he doesn't get fired for being such a crappy teacher.

And yes, actually, my grades are important to me. I would like to remain in the honors program, not to mention, have the option to get into grad school.

An entry in the manky feet category.... my current blister collection:

http://pic20.picturetrail.com/VOL162.../336869025.jpg

That's what you get for buying Nike's. . . ;)

Seriously, how in the world did you get one there? I've gotten them inbetween toes, or on the sides/arches from wet shoes, but never there. Sock seam across the top of your toes?

I have no freaking idea but its not the first one there as you can [maybe] see from the healed scars...
My last Nike's were the best shoes ever... not one complaint... these looked like they were exactly the same just different colors. Can't tell they have issues until about a 1/2 hour on the treadmill.... I'm ordering the expensive ones I saw on Zappos damnit... fucking shoes...

Whats irritating me today? Why did the chicken halfway cross the road? So my husband could pick it up and bring it home to live with us! :greenface

I'm sorry... are you saying your husband brought home an actual chicken?

Looks like you'd better get to work, binky!

yes. It's about half grown, and sitting in a cardboard box in our family room, until he can build a cage this weekend :yelsick:

Not just no, but hell no! This foul fowl is not my problem.

But i will present the idea to my husband, and my ("oh lets keep him Mom, he's soooo cute!!) 12 year old daughter

Didn't you just take in a cat?

At least the chook should come up with the occasional egg to earn her keep.

Aw, chickies are good little pets. Stupid, though.

http://www.wayswriter.com/pam/coop3.jpg

Just the blonde ones.

Oh, you mean this one?

http://www.wayswriter.com/pam/coop4.jpg

No I wasn't the one with the cat, although I already have 2 19yrs and 15 yrs, and a dog, and 2 fish and a tortoise. Yes my house is a freakin' zoo.

Not sure about the pet thing Juniper. My mother had chickens when I was a kid, and I remeber them being stupid AND mean.

When I was a wee lad, we had cats and chooks*.

The cats would steal the chook food.

The chooks ganged up and caught a mouse.

I have been warped ever since.



*Chickens

I'm probably the one she was talking about with the new cat.

You think your house is a zoo! I have six cats, two dogs, four chickens, and two tweeners. And a husband. I don't know which animal is more trouble!

tweeners?

Tweeners -- kids age 9-12. They're "tween" being little kids and being teens.

oh right i've got those too one 8 and one 12, plus a husband, thought they might have been an exotic animal (actually....)

Yeah, now you're getting the idea. :D

:lol:

Wow, I feel so inadequate now.
And yet I am seen as a bit of a cat-lady here, just because I have a home cat and a work cat.

Instead of a husband I have blue hair. It's high maintenance, leaves the bathroom in a mess and sometimes plays havoc with the pillows. So there.

I'll trade ya :rolleyes:

Your blue hair doesn't poop, chew on stuff or steal your food. Sry. ;)

I'm supposed to get the call today. I'm freaking out, can't concentrate.

I may have mentioned there was a bit of a snag...so I'm waiting anxiously. I am in a good place in that I know if things don't work out for the new job I am still here, and I will just have to buckle down again, and that it truly is a loss on their part.

I know how much my friends at this job care about me, so there's that. One of my references, a career counselor, told me she told them that when things are really hairy and everyone feels like crying, I'll do or say something to make them laugh. That made me feel good. I've also been lucky to get warm wishes from my friends here.

Then again, Tuesday was perhaps the worst day I have ever had here at this job, and I've had some bad ones.

But, either way...call me and get it the EFF OVER. I'm getting nothing done, I couldn't sleep last night (and I am a sleepin' fool, I rarely ever have problems sleeping) and I just want to know, you know? Will I live in relative poverty forever, or can I relax and know someday things will seem a lot easier? I've given up on the Depp Factor, in which Johnny realizes I am his true love and takes me away from it all. ;)

:(

Don't worry I was supposed to get the call yesterday, even if it was to say that I wasn't chosen. Never got the call......So I'm still half waiting in case the boss is still deciding, and just hasn't chosen yet. Like a loser!!!

Btw Shawnee, I tried the radio game yesterday, and I am so pissed at you!! ;)

It is a crappy feeling, isn't it?

What song did you get on the radio game? What song do you suppose I'll get on the way home tonight? "Never Gonna Get It" by En Vogue?

We don't have any good radio stations down here...So I had to manually "seek". The game was, "how others see me professionally". I ended up on a rap station and of course the song was "all about the money". I don't know what the song was called but it was about a ho gold digger. :(

Then I did the game on "how I treat my lover" as I changed the station it was a female blues song "Something's got a hold on me"...:)

The game is good when you don't even know the stations or what to expect...

I want to be a ho gold digger. ;)

It's a fun game, except when no song has anything to do with the matter you are looking for insight into!

Dammit the phone just rang and the prefix looked like it might be the one from the job. No, it was just a pesky student. (Just kidding, he wasn't pesky he was nice but it wasn't the call I've been waiting for.)

AND we leave at 4 on Friday and I bet they don't and I might have to hang out until 5 just in case as I think they'll call this number...but I have errands I have to run and I really just want to get home and hug Gaines (my younger kitty.)


Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr

I got vomited on in a major way this morning.

The good news is that surprisingly little got on the carpet (you know, the one that was just steam-cleaned two days ago. That carpet.)

Also a very good candidate for the good news, bad news thread.:o

Uuugh. Sorry...

OK this is all very interesting and everything and I'm sure I'm gonna wanna tell my grandkids all about it, but can we please let's get back to pictures of Jinx's toes and/or feet?

I can't sleep. I can't sleep. I can't sleep. I can't sleep. I can't sleep. I can't sleep. I can't sleep...

Ohai. I can't sleep.

still not sleeping bri?

I think, now that i've cleared some alcohol out and no narcotics, that I'm manic. A bit. A bit manic. Nutty.

Yabut, you haven't changed, just your circumstances have. :p

LMK when you're manic enough to make it to the liberry by 9:30. :D

This tuesday??? I WILL be there! Coffee shop, right? :)

Make sure you're not anemic. I have trouble sleeping when my iron gets low and caffeine affects me more.

Bah! First we were told we wouldn't be doing the kids' Halloween costumes. A precious two weeks go by, and now we're told oh wait yes we are going to have to do the kids' costumes after all. Mr. Clod's talked them into wanting costumes that are not commercially available, and he's all excited about how "we can sew this" and "we can make that."

Yeah, bullshit it's gonna be "we." Just you watch.

lol - sorry Clod

New summer top....its friggen cold.

Getting REALLY tired of glowing evil-orange colored warning lights on my dash popping up on my brand fucking new car.

Uhmmmm, what do the lights indicate? Oil? Charge? Aliens?

But relax. Orange is just a warning. Red is an alert.

Bought a gorgeous, two tier wicker cat basket off eBay for Hely.
It arrived today and it really is lovely - I got it for the princely sum of £5.19 and it must have been close to £30 brand new.

Anyway, I covered up the two cushions with the old clothing of mine Hely used to sleep on, before she graduated to the office chairs. I thought it would encourage her by having a familiar smell.

Just come back into the office to find her grooming herself on JT's desk. On my black shirt. Now black & ginger shirt.

Ungrateful cat!

LOL...cat bastards!

Irritating me: my boobie itches.

You're just trying to get votes for Obama.

Apparently, boobies get votes, so why not? :p

Palin: " . . .That's why John McCain and I stand for true American values. Not like our opponent, who has supporters who flash their breasts in a misguided effort to seduce men into voting . . ."

yeh yeh - what he said ... wha wha wait!

Teenagers.

:lol2:

Come on, some flash breasteses for cheap plastic beads. At least my boobies have a social conscience.

I'll believe it when I see it. (Them.)

Yeah, srsly... I scrolled up looking for them...