I am recovered...

and back at ye olde grindstone. Working from home was fun the first two days, but I really don't have the discipline to do that full time. I spent Friday taking naps and watching daytime television, with intermittent study breaks. Tho' I did finish all my assigned tasks.

Now I feel back to my old self again. And better yet, I can breathe and hear.

School is going to seriously kick my behind this semester. I have a stack of books that, seriously, stands to my mid-thigh. While only 2 of the texts are "required," all the rest are reference books. See:



Isn't that sick?

My study group has a presentation to do in a week and a half. Take 3 relatively hermit-like people, that happen to live 80 miles distance from one another, and have them agree to do a group project. Oh, and then make them have to stand in front of the class and actually speak. Eeks.

However, I love the teacher. She is so real, and makes the class very interesting and interactive. If there is one thing I really can't stand, it is paying for a class where all the instructor does is read from the text book or from the slides verbatim. I mean, I can do that.

Enough school talk for today...I think my house is being invaded by aliens. See...


Every morning I find one of these hideous creatures on my front porch. Fortunately, they have all been dead (I think the hunter gets them), but they are always there. They look like some sort of spider-cricket-mutant thing. And they seriously give me the heebies. Here is one attacking my son...



Fortunately, he was able to use his karate mojo and escaped.

W. :)