I'm moving house. This will be the 7th house in the 6 years we've been in Ireland. Hopefully this will be the one we settle in. I really really dislike moving now.
During/just after university I moved every 6 months for 4 years. It is not fun. Good luck with this place!
Lesson learned: if you cook with chilli make sure to thoroughly scrub you hands after that...everywhere....even if it's been three days since you touched the chilli.
And under NO circumstances try putting your contacts in....
I learned that painful lesson at my best friend's wedding a few years back. Shave, apply aftershave, apply contacts, become a screaming wreck and have red eyes for the next 6 hours.
The divine voice
of Avechna, the Avenger reverberates powerfully, "Congratulations,
Morkarion, you are the Bringer of Death indeed."
You see Estarra the Eternal shout, "Morkarion is no more! Mourn the mortal! But welcome True Ascendant Karlach, of the Realm of Death!
Not sure dissatisfaction is the word for this, but I got a call from my Mum about 30 minutes ago to say my Stepdad's mother had passed away. I've known her a good 20 years, and she always had time to talk, and made me feel welcome and that she was interested in whatever I had to babble on about as a kid growing up.
Thing is, she wasn't even ill, just old and frail. My Stepdad saw her this morning and she was fine, so it's more of a shock than anything else. But it's not a nice feeling.
The divine voice
of Avechna, the Avenger reverberates powerfully, "Congratulations,
Morkarion, you are the Bringer of Death indeed."
You see Estarra the Eternal shout, "Morkarion is no more! Mourn the mortal! But welcome True Ascendant Karlach, of the Realm of Death!
Apparently, if you have to report a coworker for inappropriate conduct, you will not be very popular at work anymore........the next week and a half until the program is over is going to be interesting........
Wrote an in-class assignment and then handed back something totally different (aka slip of paper with stuff from a another exercise) back to my lecturer. So when everybody got theirs back marked and I didn't, I started to wonder...and discovered that my assignment was still in my folder <___<
Luckily, the lecturer was cool about it and said that he'll mark it nevertheless but I was quite panicked before that....
Class starts in an hour. I didn't buy my textbooks because my college is notorious for the following scheme: lists books online for class, you buy them, teacher tells you that you won't need them or that they're using different ones, you go back to the college bookstore and they offer to buy the books back (which you bought, used, for upwards of $80) for $5. Total. Not each. I'm nervous my professors will have wanted us to actually have the books for a change, though.
Also worried because the last time I went to summer classes in college, I got hit with severe dehydration, heatstroke, and a hypertensive crisis, which landed me in the hospital. Even with my glugging a bottle of water an hour.
Please, please don't let me end up in the hospital this summer semester...
Don't buy your books from the bookstore. Amazon and eBay are your friends. I usually wait though or find out from word of mouth whether those teachers require books.
Don't buy your books from the bookstore. Amazon and eBay are your friends. I usually wait though or find out from word of mouth whether those teachers require books.
You're right. My teachers do require texts. One class requires four, of which I could only find three. The other requires a textbook that my college doesn't (and won't) sell. Both courses have listed different books that are priced in the $200 range, and the professors both said they told the bookstore to take down the books, which they got the reply of, "We'll get around to it."
Back from my first day of summer classes. I have only one rant, and that's for my evil psychology professor. I'm glad I came in early and on time, but I need to work on my ability to stay awake.
She put the AC up in the classroom, turned off the lights. Her voice is really soft and quiet. She told us that if we fall asleep in class and don't respond to the first rolecall, and respond to the second, we're marked late. If we respond to neither, we're marked absent. If we respond to the first but not the second, you get no participation for the day. It's a two and a half hour class, no breaks. Of those who came in on time or early (15 of the 26 of us), 10 were asleep for the second rolecall. Six of the other eleven were also asleep. Evil, evil, evil psychology professor...
I love my accounting professors.....they generally don't give a **** so long as you turn in work. Only one requires regular attendance and participation. Most of them hate the college bookstore scam.
I love my accounting professors.....they generally don't give a **** so long as you turn in work. Only one requires regular attendance and participation. Most of them hate the college bookstore scam.
My professors in general don't seem to hate the bookstore scam, because the publishers give the professors a cut, I've been told. One of my professors from a previous semester told us that she had just released the fifth edition of one of her textbooks, and suggested we all get a copy of it, even though we had been told to buy the fourth edition. Price? $230. Time since her first edition of the text came out? Two years. Changes? Typos fixed and different pictures.
And then my college bookstore only will give you $5 for returning a textbook, no matter how much you paid or if you bring your receipt. And that $5 will be placed on a charge card, which will have your name and social. I know someone with like eight of those stupid cards. No thank you. Nope nope nope.
So I did get sick, on day 2. Missed two hours of my 2.5 hour psych class. My teacher was understanding at least. My dad had to come to the college to get me and escort me home. Body: 98. Zouviqil: 2.
I love my accounting professors.....they generally don't give a **** so long as you turn in work. Only one requires regular attendance and participation. Most of them hate the college bookstore scam.
My professors in general don't seem to hate the bookstore scam, because the publishers give the professors a cut, I've been told. One of my professors from a previous semester told us that she had just released the fifth edition of one of her textbooks, and suggested we all get a copy of it, even though we had been told to buy the fourth edition. Price? $230. Time since her first edition of the text came out? Two years. Changes? Typos fixed and different pictures.
And then my college bookstore only will give you $5 for returning a textbook, no matter how much you paid or if you bring your receipt. And that $5 will be placed on a charge card, which will have your name and social. I know someone with like eight of those stupid cards. No thank you. Nope nope nope.
There are a lot of things a book store will do to you if you allow it. Use a charge cards and then just inform the CC company the merchandise was mismarked and misrepresented (wasn't actually required).
Not only has Sallie Mae ruined my life, but they have stolen an in-game RP opportunity with Daem. Screw you, stupid company that is stupid and will have stupid company babies.
With people quitting and getting fired, staffing is getting even more screwed up where I work. Looking forward to a week of working in oh-god-emergency-skeleton-crew mode. Then this weekend I'm off.... and so is practically every staff member. I think Sunday has.... two people scheduled to work? They're offering a $50 bonus per extra shift worked, but in the past that money has failed to materialize, with one person having an extra $250 on a paycheck that never showed up. So, nope. Looks like it's about time to start looking for a new gig, this ship is taking on water fast.
Spending hours putting together something likely no one will feel one way or another about, but feeling too much that it's necessary to convince yourself to stop. I am dissatisfied with myself. Bad self. Bad.
I am trapped in my house for a week alone with my father, one of us may end up maimed...
Likely me at this rate, if he keeps turning off the AC and all the fans in the house when I leave and turning the house into one horrid blob of stale air...
.oO---~---Oo.
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The divine voice of Avechna, the Avenger reverberates powerfully, "Congratulations, Morkarion, you are the Bringer of Death indeed."
You see Estarra the Eternal shout, "Morkarion is no more! Mourn the mortal! But welcome True Ascendant Karlach, of the Realm of Death!
Edit: I usually wear disposable gloves while chopping peppers too. Had one too many bad experiences there too.
Thing is, she wasn't even ill, just old and frail. My Stepdad saw her this morning and she was fine, so it's more of a shock than anything else. But it's not a nice feeling.
The divine voice of Avechna, the Avenger reverberates powerfully, "Congratulations, Morkarion, you are the Bringer of Death indeed."
You see Estarra the Eternal shout, "Morkarion is no more! Mourn the mortal! But welcome True Ascendant Karlach, of the Realm of Death!
Damnit I'm suppose to be good at these!
The divine voice of Avechna, the Avenger reverberates powerfully, "Congratulations, Morkarion, you are the Bringer of Death indeed."
You see Estarra the Eternal shout, "Morkarion is no more! Mourn the mortal! But welcome True Ascendant Karlach, of the Realm of Death!
Likely me at this rate, if he keeps turning off the AC and all the fans in the house when I leave and turning the house into one horrid blob of stale air...
NARF!
The divine voice of Avechna, the Avenger reverberates powerfully, "Congratulations, Morkarion, you are the Bringer of Death indeed."
You see Estarra the Eternal shout, "Morkarion is no more! Mourn the mortal! But welcome True Ascendant Karlach, of the Realm of Death!