Class was just fine. It's at this beginning, easy part that I've already been through. So, I feel all smart and shit. That'll probably end next week. Hee!

DH took me and Mallory out for dinner. The garage hasn't called, but I'm hopeful they got the car and everything.

Gud, I'm sure the car's fine.

I don't know why wives can be so mean to husbands. The folks I stayed with in DC on the way home...well, let's just say I was extremely uncomfortable to be there. The wife kept harping on the husband that he has too much stuff (everything I saw was hers), drank a LOT, and was just generally verbally abusive. I mean, I know women don't have a lock on being mean, but it seems that husband abuse isn't taken very seriously.

I broke up with a guy in college , because I was getting reallly mean. He wasn't happy, but I really didn't like the person I was becomming. I figured out that my version of a successful partnership is a partnership with someone that brings out the best in you. and I really try hard not to push any buttons. Matt feels guilty at the drop of a hat, so I am very careful not to use that as a weapon.

I'm really getting in touch with a need to make the men in my life wrong for some reason. Not conscious, and certainly not intellectually preferred, while a bit understandable given my background. But? I'm an adult now and choose to stop the bahavior. Modification, here I come!

SA -- sorry about slightly weird guy talking to you. I've found keeping responses short and then finding something work like to do immediately discourages stuff like that.

Right now I have to deal with the plant guy with his stupid neo con prejuidice talk, not talking to me but in the other room talking about something and reciting this long conversation with a telemarkter.

I turned up my Lee and the Press On Nails cd that hec sent me but alas it's not working to drown out this guy!

I said, "Hot, gay cowboys, Silly."

Heh.

::checks to see if it's possible to love Cash more. No, the tank is already full::

I have taken away Bastet's throne. She is not a happy camper.

Oh, just had a Chipotle Burrito in a bowl. So. GOOD!

And the fact that I had a free burrito coupon just made it better. As was the fact that I hadn't eaten since 5 yesterday afternoon.

Good GRIEF, Raq. That's about the worst day I've heard of in recent memory. How thoroughly vile.

I just want to be as unobtrusive as possible, and get through to August 20 quickly

perks up

Really? What are you going to be doing on my birthday?

I think I should make Fay my SO

Oooh, me too! I could phone you at work, and send you steamy emails! And threaten to whip his pansy ass good and proper if he messed with my woman!

Upon reflection, I think I shall eschew the Michael Savage site. I don't think I need any more bile, or any more depressing thoughts about Joe Q American Public.

I said, "Hot, gay cowboys, Silly."

Bingo! Loving the answer.

That's your bday, Fay?! I'm August 23rd. Woo. I'm a Lirgo!