Had that too in my college exam.Originally Posted by Timbuk2
An oral exam ... in chemisty?
Had that too in my college exam.An oral exam ... in chemisty?
"Wer Visionen hat, sollte zum Arzt gehen." - Helmut Schmidt
Ouch.
Only ever come across oral exams in learning foreign languages.
I guess things change, it is over 8 thousand years since i've been in skool or college.
It's 10 years for me.
"Wer Visionen hat, sollte zum Arzt gehen." - Helmut Schmidt
One's girlfriend does.
One does excel at having a beer in said garden though.
I could have had class. I could have been a contender.
I could have been somebody. Instead of a bum
Which is what I am
I aim at the stars
But sometimes I hit London
Excellent division of work
"Wer Visionen hat, sollte zum Arzt gehen." - Helmut Schmidt
My Aunt (Dads sister) had very complicated brain surgery 28 years ago to remove a tumour, I remember it was a very stressful time back then for the whole family but somehow she came through the surgery and is still alive and otherwise heathy. Other than some early side effects in the years after the surgery (including not being able to tell the difference between things as she used too, she was convinced that cows went Baaa and sheep went Mooo for a while) she basically fully recovered and is now in her mid 60's.
I found out last night that her tumours have returned and she has already seen a surgeon and WILL be undergoing complicated brain surgery yet again!
This is messing with my groove big time.
Time may well heal all wounds but where do we find the time?
Such is Life...
Lots of strength to you and your family
I could have had class. I could have been a contender.
I could have been somebody. Instead of a bum
Which is what I am
I aim at the stars
But sometimes I hit London
Hope it goes well, Termite
In the future, the Berlin wall will be a mile high, and made of steel. You too will be made to crawl, to lick children's blood from jackboots. There will be no creativity, only productivity. Instead of love there will be fear and distrust, instead of surrender there will be submission. Contact will be replaced with isolation, and joy with shame. Hope will cease to exist as a concept. The Earth will be covered with steel and concrete. There will be an electronic policeman in every head. Your children will be born in chains, live only to serve, and die in anguish and ignorance.
The universe we observe has precisely the properties we should expect if there is, at bottom, no design, no purpose, no evil, no good, nothing but blind, pitiless indifference.
"randomly" selected to represent my department in a focus group with the county on how to save money while doing more.
Sooo many members just popped boners and they have no idea why
In the future, the Berlin wall will be a mile high, and made of steel. You too will be made to crawl, to lick children's blood from jackboots. There will be no creativity, only productivity. Instead of love there will be fear and distrust, instead of surrender there will be submission. Contact will be replaced with isolation, and joy with shame. Hope will cease to exist as a concept. The Earth will be covered with steel and concrete. There will be an electronic policeman in every head. Your children will be born in chains, live only to serve, and die in anguish and ignorance.
The universe we observe has precisely the properties we should expect if there is, at bottom, no design, no purpose, no evil, no good, nothing but blind, pitiless indifference.
Experiencing the Boomer stereotype at its finest.
. . .
So sorry to hear about your aunt, termite!
I don't have a problem with authority....I just don't like being told what to do!Remember, the toes you step on today may be attached to the ass you have to kiss tomorrow!RIP Fluffy! 01-07-09 I'm so sorry Fluffster! People who don't like cats were probably mice in an earlier life! My mind not only wanders, sometimes it leaves completely!The nice part about living in a small town: When you don't know what you're doing, someone else always does!
Atari bullshit refugee!!
I have no idea at all what you speak about.
"Wer Visionen hat, sollte zum Arzt gehen." - Helmut Schmidt
OG works on tax payer dime
They're trying to increase efficiency of tax dollar use by having him do more with less expenses
In the future, the Berlin wall will be a mile high, and made of steel. You too will be made to crawl, to lick children's blood from jackboots. There will be no creativity, only productivity. Instead of love there will be fear and distrust, instead of surrender there will be submission. Contact will be replaced with isolation, and joy with shame. Hope will cease to exist as a concept. The Earth will be covered with steel and concrete. There will be an electronic policeman in every head. Your children will be born in chains, live only to serve, and die in anguish and ignorance.
The universe we observe has precisely the properties we should expect if there is, at bottom, no design, no purpose, no evil, no good, nothing but blind, pitiless indifference.
Which I don't have a problem with.
My problem is that the government basically created that concept that if you don't want anything to get done, schedule a meeting (if we didn't create it, we sure own it by now). Plucking us out of our departments randomly is stupid, it cripples our personal workflow and the workflow of the department. Randomly also limits the amount of worthwhile feedback because you run the risk of getting someone who cares about their work, but has never given a rats ass on how its funded or what it costs. Wouldn't believe how many people here don't understand how the library system operates on a different taxing district from most of the other county departments.
This is all a public display of "hey I'm doing a job!" from the new guy in County Center because the person he is replacing got the boot for having favorites and being stupid about it.
I need to burp but I can't.
That is indicative of congestive heart condition.
Faith is Hope (see Loki's sig for details)
If hindsight is 20-20, why is it so often ignored?
I could now
One of those Yahoo blog stories about the kid from "Jerry McGuire" mentioned he's now 20.
Made me feel old.
Dropped the baby off for some Grandparent time while Hubby and I go out for sushi.
We still have an hour before time to leave, and I miss her.
Aww. Drink some saki with your sushi. Let the grandparents do what they probably love doing (caring for their grand baby) and have fun with your husband. Remember (and celebrate) what brought you two together before your baby arrived. It's a difficult paradox, innit.Dropped the baby off for some Grandparent time while Hubby and I go out for sushi.
We still have an hour before time to leave, and I miss her.
Plan on ordering some SATA II drives off of NewEgg today. 7200rpms in RAID 0
but I can't find any of my extra SATA cables. I wonder if I tossed them after the last move thinking I'll never need them againMust find SATA cables!
The black and white terror is damaged.
He won't actually let me look at it, though. He's groomed himself and is taking a nap now, so I'll just have to see how he is later or tomorrow.
We're stuck in a bloody snowglobe.
Haha my pathetic germophobic mother decided to throw my pants into the wash, with my ipod, chapstick, earphones and wallet, along with it.
That should teach you to do your own laundry, or at least empty your pockets!
Keep on keepin' the beat alive!
My friend dropped me off home because my mom said I couldn't go over his house. I go and ask her why and she said because my dad told her no. I called my dad and he said he doesn't care. So I had to rush to take off my clothes to go downstairs. I put my clothes under my pillows because I had no time. For some reason I need to put my pants in the wash after wearing it once.
I don't see what's wrong with me not doing my wn laundry. She doesn't have a job and she doesn't have a water bill to pay so I don't see what the problem is. In fact I thought about doing my wn laundry but then realized she would probably charge me for detergent and that other crap.
Did your keyboard go through the laundry too? Your disappearing o in "own" has a certain accidental relevance when it comes to your dirty laundry.
Well, being the acerbic old crusty fool that I am, posting in the Happy thread just wasn't good enough. For all the HappiNess and grateful feelings I have, it's tempered by the dark side. Maybe that magnifies the good? The ex wouldn't talk to me about holiday planning, other than to say he wanted our kids to be with him and his prospective wife for all of it. When that didn't work, he said if they were going to be with me for Thanksgiving, he wanted them back home to watch football on Friday with him, even though he's not a football fan and only the youngest one follows sports at all.
His fiancee had plans for combining her family with his, and she was cooking in preparation. She's supposedly a great damn cook, especially skilled in baking, and he reminds me of that. They bought a $6K Aga range to accommodate her culinary skills. In their new home, for their new lives. It was almost like an insult to me coupled with a dare, and it was very strange. Andrew comes home after her dinners and asks for food, because string beans with cumin flavored chunks of soy can't be sated by her dessert rhubarb pies with a whole wheat crust.
But they have great media at their house, he says, even if the food or human interaction flunks. (You know, since I can't cook very well, and don't have a cell phone, let alone a Smart Phone.) And they live within walking distance of ALL the kids' friends too, being in our old neighborhood, but taking them to Philly makes them feel stranded. This is my ex's presentation, and his argument for having our kids for the holidays.
Not sure what messes with my groove most. This, or that I'm even thinking about this.
Basically, holidays for divorced families and their new families sucks. A friend of mine has divorced and remarried parents. He married a woman with divorced and remarried parents. Then they started their own family with their own kids. And they all live in the same town. Think about that for a minute. They feel totally stretched, trying to share the holidays with all their kids' relatives and extended relatives. But their kids just really want to be home.
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