Math Sub

There was something very disturbing about my sub today. I couldn't put my finger on it for the longest time. And then it came to me. He has the same hairstyle as my wife.

Family Resemblance

I don't know. They must have come from the milkman.

Heich 2 O

My Bio teacher is from India. She's a real nice lady and all, but when I am in class it feels like I am being forced to listen to someone from tech support for Microsoft or something. Biology is already a foreign language, do we have to make it any harder? Don't get me wrong, I love Indian people.

40 hours a week

Working 40 hours a week really stinks when 7 of them are on Saturday. I really can't explain to you how much I miss having 2 days off in a row. I guess the hardest part is that I have days off when Gretchen doesn't and vice versa. My boss, Dr. McAllister builds and flies model airplanes. He is trying to get me into it and I think he is succeeding. The only thing is that a nice radio and engine cost upwards of 500 bones. He says you can reuse them in different planes your whole life, but still, finding $500 right now for a hobby is not realistic.

School is sucking my life away like a Dementor

I only have 3 more class periods of each class before I get a 2 week break between semesters. I am really looking forward to it.
I am in Math 090 right now. I believe the course description says, "If you are an idiot, take this math class." After the mish, I couldn't remember how to multiply and sometimes I needed help to tie my shoes. So I took this class to get me back into the math groove. I am glad I took it, but now, at the end of the semester, I am remembering all of my lost knowledge and I am the freaking smartest person in that room. We are taking the last chapter test, and then we are having a study period for the final, and then we are taking the final. So, you might ask, why the heck is Toasty blogging about this? BECAUSE IF I HAVE TO GO BACK TO MATH 3 MORE TIMES TO HEAR THOSE 18 YEAR OLDS WHINE MY HEAD IS GONNA SPLODE!! I am really going to email him right now to see if he will give me both tests on the same day so I don't have to go back. I owe all of my math success to A-list


What kind of 5 year old talks like that?

Birthday Party

We had a birthday party for me on Saturday. It was a lot of fun. David and Janel and their family spent the night on Friday. The little babies are really cute. For dinner, I picked up 4 Papa Johns pizzas. Henry Whineharts Sodas were flowing. Women were dancing. Men were doing manly things. It was the biggest party since 1994. Sorry if you missed it or weren't invited. Although, I am not really that sorry. If anybody else came, we probably would have had Dale bounce them. A certain amount of hipness and hottness had to be maintained. After the radicool dinner, we ate home made cheesecake with a fresh strawberry topping. DAAAANNNNNG! It was like heaven with a graham cracker crust.
The presents cannot be rivaled. From Mom and Dad I got a card fashioned after the manner of a license plate that said GR8 SON. I expected to see GR8EST SON OUT OF THE 4 WE HAVE. But that was alright. They didn't need to express it vocally since the cold hard cash in the card was SCREAMING IT. Dave and Janel gave me a spring action Gerber pocket knife. The spring action assists in opening the knife so I am pretty much gangster now. I can open my knife faster than you can say "I WILL CUT YOU!" Dad gave me a Parker pen and mechanical pencil set. They are a brushed silver color with gold accents. Now everyone can see my bling at church before I cut them. They are really nice. Dale gave me an awesome back rub. Julia and Kaleb's present is still in the mail... The best present I got was from Amanda and Hailey. A Hannah Montana Miley Cyrus Best of Both Worlds poster. I haven't found a frame worthy of it yet, but it will hopefully be hanging in my room by the end of the month. When I saw what it was I said, "Just what I wanted!" Amanda gave me a funny look and said, "Really? Why?" I think she was worried she had a sissy uncle. Thus ended my party.
This Sunday after church, Gretchen, Michael and I played Monopoly Electronic Banking. It was fun for the first hour when Mikey was convicted of every white collar crime out there, but after I was whopping it up with $40 million skrillas, Gretchen and I got very tired of switching our credit cards every time Michael landed on our properties. Moral of the story: If you have forgotten how much you hate Monopoly, there is no need to remind yourself. Peace.

The Camera

I didn't do it on purpose, but I dropped and broke the camera. The guilt I feel has sucked the will to blog out of me.
I am back in Colorado Springs. That's right, I am in Colorado Springs. Gretchen is still in Oregon. Today is her last day of work and she will be coming this weekend. The first day or two that we weren't together it wasn't so bad. But I really miss her. Like a lot. A lot a lot. I am looking forward to having her home.
School is going fine, I actually am really enjoying my classes. I'll try to write more once I have a job.