I'm so glad you have an accommodating principal It makes such a difference in the environment at the school.

Me, too. I know I'm lucky with my admin. They're pretty great.

CJ just freaked out at me being able to touch type and talk to him at the same time

It creeps me out when D looks up and talks to me and keeps typing.

That is what I had done to him.

I do that all the time. I keep trying to figure out how to touch type into two differnt chat windows at one time.

Heh. I do that all the time. My fingers are constantly trying to catch up with my brain.

So, I've been obsessively checking my grades for the Spanish class. Apparently, she has to have them posted by tomorrow, so they keep updating. I wish the grade for the final exam would be posted, then I could go to bed in peace.

I know I passed, though. I needed a 60, and I have a 65 right now...and that's without the final exam. If I did decent on the final, there's a chance I could pull off a freaking B in this class. Right now, I'm guessing it will be a B- or a C+, but still. Craziness.

Ok. I'm gonna go to bed and stop blabbering all over Bitches about my Spanish. Really. Any second now.

I saw real biker gang members on my way home! And I don't know what that's so thrilling!

The Bandidos are headed to the south of Utah for a big get-together, and they've got half the state in a state of terror. I was coming around the last corner towards home, and a group of about ten Bandidos were coming off the freeway and headed towards the gas station on the corner. I was thinking, "Oh, wannabes," then I saw all the vests were identical and they all said Bandidos.

It's like the real world just stuck its nose up and said, "Hey, Provo, Utah, nice little town you've got here. Stop looking like that, we just want some gus and some Cheetos and stuff."

Baseball weirdness: The A's just put two of their pitchers (Duchscherer & Gallagher) on the DL.

They called up Meyer and Eveland.

They now have an all left-handed rotation. Five left handed starting pitchers.

That's weird.

Not as weird as the Washington Senator's team in the '40s that had an entire rotation of knuckleballers, but still pretty weird.

I saw real biker gang members on my way home! And I don't know what that's so thrilling!

Hee. I rent my office space from a bike shop. They have half the building and we have the other half. Mostly it is like having a whole bunch of great big brothers. Then again, they can be seriously noisy at times. Vrooooooom.

I always keep typing when people walk up and talk to me. Although my mind is saying, "can't ya see I'm typing here." Multitask R Us. It is about the same as kids talking to me when I am clearly on the phone. I only dream of the possibility of doing one thing at a time.

The A's...

who?

My dad hung out for a while at a biker bar. The local gang there was the Heaven's Devils, which is just so fucking cheesy that I could hardly be in there without smirking so I had to stop going. Because eventually that was going to end badly.