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What can I say? My heritage just comes shining through!

Read it and weep, boys ;) The Man-Eater (NTAF) Normal Traditional Alpha Female The Man-Eater (NTAF) Let's face it; mercy is not your strong suit. You have an idea of how your man should be, and by golly, he's going to be that way, whether he likes it or not. Just remember that it is easier to find someone that already fits most of your standards, rather than trying to change the one at hand. The good news is that you are an alpha female. Don't change that bit; There aren't enough of you. You are more NORMAL than QUIRKY. You are more TRADITIONAL than LIBERAL. You are more DOMINANT than PASSIVE. When picking a date, consider: The Suit (NTAM)

Ah Espa

Hehehe yep, that'd be me, too! Even on road that I know better than the back of my hand, I can't help but look around. I mean, ya never know when something could be different!

Hey hey, what can I say. Hope you have an outstanding day! Saluti!

Actually, much like I am now: I'm the kid that sits in the car and stares out at the world flashing by, trying to take it all in. Now, my brother Matt...oooh he would piss me off to no end. He's the annoying brat (assuming he didn't fall asleep in the car).

Damn, have to lose those last 20 lbs. before the conference starts...

Are we there yet? Are we there yet? How long till we get there? I gotta go potty. Matt's touching me!!! No, she's touching me!!! Quit it!!! Mooooooom!!!! I gotta go potty NOWWWW!!! Are we there yet? How much longer? I'm booooooooored!!! ...*snort*...oops, sorry, was recollecting there for a second.

*points to the title of the entry* ;) Now this I didn't know...and was always curious as to the context. Makes sense, given their quite liberal tendencies. I have...and you're right, I'm not big on it, either. The funny part about Morrissey's earlier solo stuff is you could hear Johnny Marr still on the tracks...the later stuff, not so much. That, and anyone who throws a fit just because they smell pork butts roasting on an open fire, I don't care how staunch a vegetarian you are, dude, fuhgedabawdit. Right now what has me irked as hell: Elvis Costello's playing nearby (Wente Winery, which, before you joke, has garned quite the reputation for summer concerts). The lowest-priced ticket is $90. No effing way I'm paying that...'scuse the phrasing, but that pisses me off to no end. We're in a down economy, and you're charging prices like that? (And I think the artist/agency and the venue and the promoters are all to blame.) So I'm not gonna see him, regardless of my financial situation.

Well, it sounds more dire than it could be...thing is, we just don't know. Because the CSU and UC system have cut their admittances, we expect to be hammered by registrations for Fall 2009; thing is, administrators need to make their decisions early. You're right about the mini-boom; every time there's an economic downturn, historically the community colleges fair the best. People go back for re-training, additional classes, change of career, etc. Thing is, since the colleges can't predict how much money they will gain, they have to be conservative and hope for the best. And there's one more element: property values. In most states (and California is no exception) much of the money that a given college or district gets is based off of property taxes. So with values down, well, you get the picture. The very glimmery silver lining is that the three districts I'm associated with (including the main campus I teach at) should do ok; but one never knows. And it's that not-knowing that's causing the panic. Trust me, if I have to flip burgers, then so be it. I will be fine

Don't you love it when you hear a song that you love, and it happens to fit your life in some way or another? I was driving to work this afternoon when that lovely Smiths song came on. The funny thing about the Smiths (and Morrissey) is that I never am totally sure what the title of the song is, but I always end up singing the damned thing. Very good songs, very catchy...and very silly. "Panic on the streets of London Panic on the streets of Birmingham I wonder to myself Could life ever be sane again ? The Leeds side-streets that you slip down I wonder to myself Hopes may rise on the Grasmere But Honey Pie, you're not safe here So you run down To the safety of the town But there's Panic on the streets of Carlisle Dublin, Dundee, Humberside I wonder to myself Burn down the disco Hang the blessed DJ Because the music that they constantly play IT SAYS NOTHING TO ME ABOUT MY LIFE Hang the blessed DJ Because the music they constantly play" So...we have a virus which is killing people off...and making most others just sick. How is this different than every other winter where we have a particularly nasty strain of influenza? The 'powers that be' are asking us to really push early registration for our students. They'll be making their decisions earlier about which classes will be closed for Fall Semester...and doing this in June. So we instructor types are panicking (legitimately, I think), because if we don't get students to enroll early, the class could be cancelled. For full-time faculty, that means you have to make up those units somehow--use extra units you've banked, teach more in the Spring, take a class from a part-time instructor. For us part-timers...yep, you guessed it. Loss of income...no chance to make that up. Right now I'm praying that my 2 courses fill up soon...I cannot afford to lose even one of them. Many of my (middle-aged) students are panicking at the financial situation...particularly that they were in school to switch careers, and now aren't sure if they'll have the opportunity to make that switch. Will there be a job for them when they finish? I'm thinking to myself: I have friends who are finishing up their doctorates who are thinking the same thing, let alone the millions of college grads who are now going through the same thought process. But honestly...what the hell are we going to be able to do about it??? Just live your life as best you can, take the opportunities as they line up before you...and plow on through. Generations upon generations of our ancestors have done the same thing; what makes you think you'll be any different? (But don't hang the DJ...he doesn't deserve it.)

On the bright side, if you succeed in these next 13 weeks, you could have your fair share of martinis (shaken, not stirred), gorgeous babes who just want you for your power and body...oh, and a license to kill. And MoneyPenny isn't bad, either.

Well, clearly you didn't make the right offerings to the proper authorities. Maybe you should have sent your demos and a case of Bolli, or something, to Mr. Cowell instead I find it interesting and yet horrifying how bands are picked up. Some are so damned good, yet never seem to get past local greatness. Others seem to be mediocre, yet must have slept with someone to get national exposure. It's confounding.

Uh oh...a new one on the squad. Make way for Officer...er...Moderator Neil! (Congrats, hun!)

...and Tuesday, and Wednesday...well, you get the drift. Yes, it's been about 3 weeks since I've had time to sit down here and update...actually, it's been almost 2 weeks since I've had time to log into the site. So, just to catch you up.... Honolulu was absolutely spectacular...but 4 1/2 days isn't nearly long enough. Love it, loved spending my time doing exactly what I wanted to do, nothing more and nothing less. Wish I could do this vacation thing more often. Got back, and had a shit-ton of stuff to do (yes, that's an official American phrase...it works well, doncha think?). Busted my ass to get everything done. Hit my proverbial wall. I do this every few months, after I'm go into extra-ludicrous-high gear (which, by the by, is much faster than my usual damn-she's-hyper high gear), I need about a week or so to recover. Oh, I still work and get stuff done, but just the minimum...the rest of the time I can be found outside, or even inside, not expending much energy. The weather here for a stretch was gorgeous...even the beaches here got to 80'F. Definitely put the time in there...I even have the tan lines from my flip-flops to prove it. Now I'm back to busy mode...lots of end-of-semester stuff to get to. Oh, and I'm starting a relationship with someone...more on that later...but definitely he's taking precedence over you folk. Nothing personal, you understand Oh, and in the last 2 weeks I've gone to the gym more often...and lo and behold, I've dropped another 10 pounds. If I keep this up, I'll be to my 'goal' in a few months, at which point I'll be crowing from the top of my apartment/house...you'll hear me from all over. So, if I get all quiet on you guys, well, now you know. 4 more weeks of class, then finals...I'll be on more regularly then. For now, just a quick 'hello', and I'm off! I'll be back soon enough, I promise! (BTW, Vig's following me on Twitter (nicely done!)...it might be best to follow me there for the next couple of weeks. If you need directions, let me know.)

Well, unless I get on Red Dwarf and get lost in space for a million years, I doubt I'll live to see it! (BTW, I'm insanely jealous that you guys over there got to see the new episodes...I have no idea if/when BBC America will show them here.)

SHARKS! SHARKS! SHARKS! SHARKS! (Ok, so we got the worst possible first round matchup in Anaheim...we SHOULD win...if not, I say Detroit.)

The only good point about having a cat: she's entertained by any flying insect in the house...check that, any insect in the house. Sooner or later said pest will be played with, pawed, caught, and digested. I just can't get her to go after mosquitos...shame, really.

Heh I've been trying to purchase a copy online...it's proving difficult! Thanks anyway!

So who is your campaign manager? What is your platform? Let's get this campaign moving!

Yep, Neph, got here yesterday, will be here til Thursday afternoon. And, trust me, I'm very much enjoying it! Moon, you very well could have been in Waikiki. You'd have to get out to the rest of the place to see the mix of people. Here on Waikiki, I stand out at 5'8.5", let alone my dad at 6'2. At least my mom (who is 5'2) will fit in, except for her lack of a tan.

Yep, Neph, got here yesterday, will be here til Thursday afternoon. And, trust me, I'm very much enjoying it! Moon, you very well could have been in Waikiki. You'd have to get out to the rest of the place to see the mix of people. Here on Waikiki, I stand out at 5'8.5", let alone my dad at 6'2. At least my mom (who is 5'2) will fit in, except for her lack of a tan.

Yep, Neph, got here yesterday, will be here til Thursday afternoon. And, trust me, I'm very much enjoying it! Moon, you very well could have been in Waikiki. You'd have to get out to the rest of the place to see the mix of people. Here on Waikiki, I stand out at 5'8.5", let alone my dad at 6'2. At least my mom (who is 5'2) will fit in, except for her lack of a tan.

On the island of Oahu there is so much to do, so much to see, but the one thing that is a must is to hike the Diamond Head Trail. Diamond Head is a crater from a volcano that blew many thousands of years ago, and is now by far one of the most spectacular views on the island. Sure, it's a bit rocky, and there are quite a few stairs (the US used it as a lookout in WWII), but once you get tot the top it's so worth it. Today is my first full day here, and I wanted to really start my vacation here. I remember doing this trail with my dad when I was last here in 1993, and couldn't stop gawking at the beauty. From various vantage points one can look over Hanauma Bay and other less-famous areas of this paradise. Once at the top, you can see half of the island. What a way to start my vacation! And now: to the beach for some sun and swim

Hmmm...perhaps the title should be instead: Mai Tai Ville? Tomorrow morning I'm off for a 4+ day holiday to Honolulu...a long overdue return to that special place. Oh, sure, there are other areas in the Hawaiian Islands that I want to explore. Actually, to be perfectly honest, I want to see all of them. However, Dad's in Honolulu for 3 weeks, and I decided that I would join him. This trip marks the first big trip of 2009 for me...and it won't be the last. I know I'll be going to Austin and San Antonio in June to visit two of my best friends. I'll be in Philly right after Christmas for the MLA again, but might be able to swing a trip up to NYC after that...who knows (Neph, don't get your hopes up quite yet!). For once in my life, I can actually afford to go on these trips. Airfare is cheap ($450 for a RT ticket to HNL!!??), and I am making enough money to put in the bank, so that instead of working I can take some time off. True enough, I wanted to take a grander vacation this summer--I have a free ticket on American Airlines. and was going to use it to go to NYC for a few days in the summer before purchasing a ticket from there to either Spain or Italy--but since I don't have a teaching position lined up for the summer, well, there's no extra spending money. On the other hand, I get to see two close people in my life, and that's ok, too. So, I dropped Bella off at the borders' this afternoon and then got stuck into some cleaning. Sure, it doesn't sound glamorous, but there's something about coming home after a trip to a spotless (or close to it) dwelling. Thing is, once I finished, I really was looking for her...just to cuddle a bit, or play in the backyard. Nope, she's less than a mile away...I leave early in the morning, so I needed to be able to drop her off today. Anyway, I've been reading, cooking (gotta use up the last of the fresh veggies before I go away for a few days), and now I'm bored. I could read some more, but I've had just enough wine (hey, it was open...gotta drink it before it turns to vinegar), so the thought of reading isn't very appealing. I have 20 minutes until the Sharks play, so I'll watch that...but it won't be the same. I'm half missing Bella, half geeked up for this trip. I think it's the anticipation that kills ya. You want to get to your destination...you want to (in my case) hit the beach, go play in the warm water, and enjoy a well-earned vacation. But I have to wait. I've even checked in online and printed my boarding pass, and set up shuttle service from the airport to the hotel in Honolulu. I've already packed all that I can; the only thing left is my BlackBerry, the charger, and my toothbrush. I guess in theory I could work, but there's no way on God's Green Earth that I'm gonna look at work right now. I'm on vacation, dammit...that can sit and wait. I'd use saltier language, which is really what I'm thinking, but, well, I'm supposed to be chill. Relaxed. Hmmm...time to watch hockey That'll keep me entertained for a few hours. So, seeyas on the beach, everyone. Mai tais and pi