Congrats, -t!!!!
Spike's Bitches 21 Gunn Salute
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risque (and frisque), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
Welcome Connie. We'll take over the world, one bath bomb at a time.
Someone make me go work. It's sitting there, waiting to be done. Blah. Don't want to.
Yep, I want to say that my verbal score was well over 100 points higher than my math. Maybe closer to 200. The math is not with me.
Oh, yeah. Lilty is me. The math has never been my friend. The answer of course was to marry an actuary.
And it appeas as if Gud is my SAT opposite.
Deena, as cold as it's supposed to get this weekend, if they can't get the part for your furnace and get it fixed so that it stays fixed, maybe your landlord should consider REPLACING the damned thing. Ima have to come up there and whup some landlord ass.
Owen likes hummus! I just say this because I didn't even know what hummus was until I was in college. He's turning out to be an adventurous little eater.
Owen likes hummus!
He's ready for the attack!
I'm getting pretty annoyed myself, Cashmere.
I didn't actually taste hummus until after I married Greg. I still don't like it, so Owen's a big step ahead of me.
I can't remember my SAT scores. The verbal was amazing, the math was better than it had any right to be, but not good enough for excitement. My GRE scores were good. I didn't know you were supposed to study for either one of those tests. Duh.
Congratulations -t!
Yep, I want to say that my verbal score was well over 100 points higher than my math. Maybe closer to 200. The math is not with me.
this is true for me also. 220 points actually (I can remember my exact scores after 20 years but couldn't remember any of the geometry I'd learned the previous year when I actually took the blasted test. What's up with that, Brain?) The first thing my old HS math teacher said to me when I saw her at my 5 year reunion was, "They let the kids use calculators when they take the SATs now! You would have done so much better!"
Which is probably true because it is the arithmetic that gives me problems. Except I just used my Hello Kitty calculator to subtract my math score from my verbal to figure out the difference and I got 23536- (or something) so maybe being able to use a calculator wouldn't really have helped that much at all.
I think I did slightly better on my GREs (combined 1280) than on my SATs (combined 1250, I think?). Both, though, my verbal was higher than my math.
Furnace-ma for the Deena kin,and I'm with her on the hummus dislike. Dislike is too strong a word. I think the word I am looking for is...but, why? Darn coffee mug is empty again. I hate when that happens.
I'm getting pretty annoyed myself, Cashmere.
We had a furnace problem in college. Our furnace went out on our rental (and it was FRIGIDLY cold). We figure out that it was some kind of switch for the thermostat that was at issue. If we kept the thermostat on 80, it stayed on ALL THE TIME. If we put it on a reasonable temperature, the furnace would quit and we couldn't restart it. We weren't paying the gas bill, so we chose 80 degrees.
We sat around sweating in our underwear in January.
Hmm. Go figure. I adore hummus. But not if it's too heavily spiced. I bought the plain for the boy. He ate it spread on Zwieback toast. His wee hands were all hummusy.