Update: still alive
Dec. 14th, 2003 09:46 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
urbandruidI'm exhausted and cold, and I have way too much to do.
The Algebra final is tomorrow, and I'm starting to think that I might make it yet. That maybe I can pass the thing. I finally figured out what grade I need to get on the final to at least keep my C (which is a high C, not a midrange one, after all), and I've been sitting with my nose in the textbook most of the weekend now.
I haven't watched the news or picked up a paper in days, so the first I heard of Saddam's capture was when I skimmed my friends list this morning. I still think the Iraq thing ("oh, it's not a war anymore"...riiight) and the so-called 'War on Terror' are horrible ideas, but, go team, go.
Why, though, couldn't they simply have shot him? Much better for everyone in the long run.
So Friday I made the mistake of telling Grandma I'd scan a picture for her to send the Ohio paper for great-grandpa's obituary (he moved here from there), and of course that first picture didn't work out. I don't quite understand why it didn't work out, but I was trying to take a quick nap when she came over with the second picture. Mom told her I was asleep, but she has to come in shouting and talking so damned loudly that she woke me up.
I think finals were different when Grandma was in college.
Sometimes I hate my family. I mean, first it was the one picture, and she called us five minutes after we got home Friday night- could I scan it now, because she really needs it? All I wanted to do was go to bed, but I scanned the damned picture, and resized it and everything, and sent it off. And then it doesn't work.
Argh!
Oh well. Other news, a bit more fun.![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
starkiller sent me an email about ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
theatrical_muse, which looks very cool. I'm going to be playing Anna Sheridan, my favorite semi-obscure Babylon 5 character. Gives me something to look forward to in case I do manage to survive finals. :)
The Algebra final is tomorrow, and I'm starting to think that I might make it yet. That maybe I can pass the thing. I finally figured out what grade I need to get on the final to at least keep my C (which is a high C, not a midrange one, after all), and I've been sitting with my nose in the textbook most of the weekend now.
I haven't watched the news or picked up a paper in days, so the first I heard of Saddam's capture was when I skimmed my friends list this morning. I still think the Iraq thing ("oh, it's not a war anymore"...riiight) and the so-called 'War on Terror' are horrible ideas, but, go team, go.
Why, though, couldn't they simply have shot him? Much better for everyone in the long run.
So Friday I made the mistake of telling Grandma I'd scan a picture for her to send the Ohio paper for great-grandpa's obituary (he moved here from there), and of course that first picture didn't work out. I don't quite understand why it didn't work out, but I was trying to take a quick nap when she came over with the second picture. Mom told her I was asleep, but she has to come in shouting and talking so damned loudly that she woke me up.
I think finals were different when Grandma was in college.
Sometimes I hate my family. I mean, first it was the one picture, and she called us five minutes after we got home Friday night- could I scan it now, because she really needs it? All I wanted to do was go to bed, but I scanned the damned picture, and resized it and everything, and sent it off. And then it doesn't work.
Argh!
Oh well. Other news, a bit more fun.
starkiller sent me an email about theatrical_muse, which looks very cool. I'm going to be playing Anna Sheridan, my favorite semi-obscure Babylon 5 character. Gives me something to look forward to in case I do manage to survive finals. :)
