Massstercard

This is too cute not to share. From my homeschooling friend Sarah, here's LOTR Mastercard.

Civics 101

Second Legislation class today. So glad I'm taking it, even though the lecture today was rather excruciating. We got a two-hour expose of How a Bill Becomes a Law from two Parliament Hill insiders. I didn't even like learning this stuff when I was in seventh grade and all it consisted of was "Bill introduced, First Reading, Second Reading, Third Reading, to the Senate, Royal Assent."

However. At least being interested in the general topic made the dryness a little more bearable. And the two presenters, while hardly dynamic, were at least very thorough and competent public speakers, with a good PowerPoint presentation to accompany themselves with. And apparently very much into their jobs.

They went back and forth for two hours and ended with, "And that's our jobs." And they clicked onto a slide that showed both of them in their Parliamentary robes, right below the Speaker's big chair, looking at the camera, while above them the Speaker leaned her head on her hand and looked dismally bored. That was pretty cute ;)

In other news, ( TMI warning )

Later Edit: From danglypartsiple, somebody found this gem:

The tub was in the middle of the black granite floor, round shaped, and built sank. It was already full of bubbles and devouring a sweet scent onto the air.

wail of dismay

Left my cell at home this morning and was thus unable to call Chris because he only has a pager and needs a number to call me back to.

Left him messages in the car and on his work e-mail, asking him to please, please, please send me an e-mail if he could possible pick me and Justin up somewhere, because it's *&?%ing FREEZING and I did not relish the thought of spending two hours on the bus/bus stops with Justin.

The deadline was 3:30, because if I didn't get an e-mail by then, I have to leave campus by 3:30 or I won't get home before 5:30, which is when I have to pick up Daniel.

It's past 3:30. And there's no e-mail from Chris. So I have to go out there in bloody -31C (with windchill).

God damn it. It's the end of the week, and I have a headache, and -31C may not be so bad but the wind is awful and I just don't feel like spending the next two hours on the bus. And I don't feel like trying to deal with poor Justin freezing and being cold and tired.

Oh well. Off I go.

My Name is Inigo Montoya

OK, today ranks as fairly high up there on the scale of terrible, horrible, no good, very bad days.

( ...and if you want to know why, follow the dancing lj cut )