grade~ma for vw bug.

supervisor, big boss and I were talking about some re-org going on and big boss said "we want to do whatever it takes to make you happy and stay." except they can't make me permenent -- that's not happening for admin support anywhere.

Actually, that chance increased exponentially when I checked out the visiting team

The Royals (who have a better record than all the teams in the NL named after people who plunder at sea), right?

Heh, Gud.

Ummm, no.

The Royals have a better record than someone? Cool!

Suzi, at least I won't be there. Whenever I go to see the A's play on the road, they lose.

Actually, that chance increased exponentially when I checked out the visiting team (do I really have to be specific, or do y'all know me well enough by now?).

The Giants?

Oddly enough, I have never experimented with my meds. Such is my terror of the migraine.

That doesn't mean I don't forget, though. I am not always bright.

I wouldn't say that.

You are a bright shining moon in a sky full of void and vastness, giving meaning to those lesser celestial beings among you.

The Giants?

Lee sucks.

Oddly enough, I have never experimented with my meds. Such is my terror of the migraine.

If it involves pain, I wouldn't experiment, either.

I don't experiment with my meds -- I take them scrupulously. But I tend to view them as magic, i.e. if I take my meds the way I should, it doesn't really matter if I have a piece of cake, or too much pasta. Which is completely untrue.

The thing about insulin (which I only took when pregnant) is that you can actually adjust it, once you know what you're doing. A friend had a Type I diabetic son, and she said if he knew he was going out for pizza with his friends, or a birthday dinner was planned, he could dose "up" accordingly.

WIth diabetes, though, the most sensible thing is to follow the very sensible eating guidelines provided, which are sensible for pretty much everyone, in that they're very balanced, and the new ones take into account the fact that a donut is not going to kill you any more than, say, three bagels. It's not sugar that's evil, it's controlling carbs of all kinds.

t /diabetic lecture

Oh, my. Bless my professor. Bless him. Bless him. Bless him.

I got a 24% on my final.

Before the final, I had an 84%.

As I mentioned, the final was 40% of the grade, which took me down to a 65%--not passing.

But, because I did all of the homework and did the bonus quizzes today and he has "seen consistent dedication from me, even with all of my illness troubles," he's passing me with a C-.

I'm so relieved! Of course, I couldn't take Calculus if I wanted to (the Math Dept. requires a B in Pre-Calc), but I wasn't planning on torturing myself with that anyway.

Phew! This is over.