P-C, I am in love with your new tag. It delights me far more than I can express with mere statistics.

I'm glad you enjoy it. I wonder if anyone here knows what it's from. If not, I will have to educate you all sooner or later.

I'm glad you enjoy it. I wonder if anyone here knows what it's from.

I reckon A Beautiful Mind. Or at least it should have been.

Ahahaha. Not even close.

(For posterity, the tag under consideration is "If you want to sex me you have to be good at math."

Gronk.

Timelies!

I slept like the opposite of a rock last night. I'm so sleepy, but finally just decided to get up about an hour ago. Much to do today. Must make a list.

Seconding the gronk. God, so gronkly. I had the worst worst worst gas pains last night, I was tossing and turning and dozed off on the couch for a while, and wrenched my shoulder and woke up miserable. Haven't been hit with a pain since I got to work, but my entire right side shoulder/back area is in agony.

I want to get into BC so I can feel smart about something academic.

Poor Nora! Your night sounds worse than mine. I'll quit complaining.

I want you to get into BC too, although, not just so you can feel smart. I already know that you are mega-smart. But, if it helps you feel smart about something academic, then that'll make me happy too.

Oh, I meant to tell this story yesterday, and I forgot. Some days I forget how much Buffista-speak makes it into my everyday life. So many of my real life friends are Buffistas too, that it's just how I talk now. I called my mom yesterday afternoon to bitch about the fact that Macy's was closed for inventory purposes (I have a gift certificate to spend there, and yesterday was supposed to be my fun gift certificate shopping day).

I said to her, "Mom, my diamond shoes are too tight."
Her: "What shoes, honey?"
Me: "My diamond shoes. It's a saying, mom. When one has a first-world problem, they complain about how their diamond shoes are too tight."
Her: "A first-world problem?"
Me: "You know, instead of a third-world problem, a first-world problem...one that's not really a complainable problem, but you're going to complain about it anyway. Nevermind. I really just called to whine because Macy's is closed for inventory, and I can't spend my gift certificate."
Her: "Oh, that's too bad. Why didn't you just say that to begin with?"

Heh. vw, I told DH about the diamond shoes and he looked at me and said, "that is funny."

Nora, you're already wicked smart, Woman. But I hope you feel better today.

I got some decent sleep in spite of staying up with DH to watch HP:PoA last night until 1:00. The boy obliged by sleeping until 7 instead of 5.

Heh. I had to explain diamond shoes recently too.

I remember that from "Friends," originally- Chandler says something like, "my diamond shoes are too tight and my wallet's not big enough to hold all my fifty dollar bills!" But a little snappier than that. Man, I am tired. Plus, my workplace is trying to thwart me by not giving my an online option to get reimbursed for taking my GREs.

Talk about diamond shoes. Wah, my work will reimbuse me for every conceivable educational expense but I can't figure out how to get $115 back on the internet!

Thank god they had Kaplan in their list of schools, because that class was pricy, and that money needs to go back into savings! So that we can take it out again next week to pay BC. Man, it's nice to have a cushion like that. I mean, I don't know how well we'd fare if we had to actually pay for stuff, but just being able to front the money for 6 months is a huge thing for me.

Wow, I'm babbling!

So the massive Cali storms have reached Utah. Fortunately, they decided to spare the Salt Lake metro area and dump ass on north Utah and south Utah. Northern Utah has shut down due to snow--and in a state known for its snow, that's impressive. Unfortunately, the equivalent in rain is hitting southern Utah, and I think their annual yearly rainfall is measured in the single digits.

However, I am wickedly amused that 17 houses in a brand new subdivision have been eaten by a flooded river. They weren't occupied yet, and I do feel sorry for the people who have lost their money, but developers need to learn to pay attention to geography. They're called flashfloods, people, and that dry riverbed that is so appealing for building in was not carved in the distant past. The pioneers didn't build there for a reason, people! They took a look at it, said, "Hm, they've had some significant water flow here, let's go build on something higher." Dude.