Tuesday, June 28, 2005
Saturday, June 18, 2005
FINALly!!!!!!
Melissa and I just submitted the final exam for our EVIL Poli 1 class. THANK GOD ITS OVER!!!!!!!
The scariest part is that if we scored High enuf (darn near 100%) we might both get an 'A' in the Class! It's almost unbelievable that we could achieve these grades from this class and yet we still think the teacher stinks....hmmmmmmm...
Luke
The scariest part is that if we scored High enuf (darn near 100%) we might both get an 'A' in the Class! It's almost unbelievable that we could achieve these grades from this class and yet we still think the teacher stinks....hmmmmmmm...
Luke
Saturday, June 11, 2005
My pirate name is either:
Mad Tom Flint
Every pirate is a little bit crazy. You, though, are more than just a little bit. Like the rock flint, you're hard and sharp. But, also like flint, you're easily chipped, and sparky. Arr!
Or:
Mad Tom Cash
Every pirate is a little bit crazy. You, though, are more than just a little bit. You're musical, and you've got a certain style if not flair. You'll do just fine. Arr!
Get your own pirate name from fidius.org.
Not sure exactly what this is supposed to mean...
Luke
Thoughts of the Day:
What if there were no hypothetical questions?
Is military intelligence really an oxymoron?
Luke
Is military intelligence really an oxymoron?
Luke
Saturday, June 4, 2005
Sleeping is bad for your nerves...
Sleep, oh wonderful respite. Time to wonder worlds unknown or be all you can be without the army. To doze into slumber and rejuvenate oneself in the nether land. But alas, 2 nights ago I was not allowed to fall gently away. One child, a certain small boy, was in a pinching and rubbing and poking mood. In his sleep, he would pinch me or try stick his hand under me or poke my eyeballs......ugh.....after awhile he either stopped or I stopped noticing because sleep came. Only to be crashed again by a crying terrified child at my bedside.
I groggily asked: "What's wrong?"
"My nose is bleeding"
BAM! Wake up call. Wide awake now. I look up and there is my eldest Covered in blood. All over her face and pajamas. Yuck. I rush her to the bathroom and administer bloody nose first aid. After she is cleaned up I inform her that she absolutely cannot pick her nose for at least 2 days (Today she calmly informed Melissa that I had told her that and that she had not picked her nose at all these last 2 days. lol)
I then take her back to bed, but alas the sheets, part of her blanket and part of her pillow are covered in blood, too. Too tired to change the sheets, I just flipped the pillow and blanket and put her on the opposite side of the bed.
My life the every interesting rollercoaster...
Luke
I groggily asked: "What's wrong?"
"My nose is bleeding"
BAM! Wake up call. Wide awake now. I look up and there is my eldest Covered in blood. All over her face and pajamas. Yuck. I rush her to the bathroom and administer bloody nose first aid. After she is cleaned up I inform her that she absolutely cannot pick her nose for at least 2 days (Today she calmly informed Melissa that I had told her that and that she had not picked her nose at all these last 2 days. lol)
I then take her back to bed, but alas the sheets, part of her blanket and part of her pillow are covered in blood, too. Too tired to change the sheets, I just flipped the pillow and blanket and put her on the opposite side of the bed.
My life the every interesting rollercoaster...
Luke