Trying to relax... and not succeeding

I can feel the tension in my shoulders, but for the life of me I can't think of a reason why I could be so tense.

Maybe it's the colder than normal spring weather... where's our 80 degree temps? Where's the sunshine?

Lord, I'd hate to be the weatherperson around here. I wonder how much abuse they get from their viewers when they go out in public and the forecast is wrong (or not to someone's liking)?

Hmmm, one of the profs at school does weather on one of the local TV stations, maybe I should screw up the courage and ask him.

Larry just asked me how school was going... so I told him. It's going quite well. There's about a month more of the spring semester, then three weeks off before the summer one begins. I've already got student aid lined up for that. Still waiting to hear on the aid for the fall. Soon, I hope.

It's the books that kill me, though. The prices, that is. Even used ones aren't cheap (but cheaper than the new ones are). The sooner I get the student aid, the better choice of books I get. I got stuck with new books this semester because I got my aid late. Ouch!

I don't know what's going on in the apartment upstairs, but they sound like they're going to fall through their floor into my living room!


That's all from where I sit.

--MorelaterZ--

Don't bother to fix your hair, because once you step outside, it won't matter anyhow

And I didn't. The forecast called for rain. Looks like we aren't going to get any. Wind, we have in spades.


I went out and ran errands this morning, and stopped off at Mickey D's for a quick bite. After what seemed like the entire population of Tinker Air Force Base came in for lunch, I noticed this girl, maybe 11-12 years old wearing a shirt that said "Carl Albert Titans, Classs of 2013" with some signatures and graphics.


Now if I did my math right, the members of the class of 2013 are currently in the sixth grade! What's the big bleepin' hurry here? Marc is in the class of 2012, but c'mon, he's in seventh grade. It's not like he's going to high school next year...


I still have to contend with the class of 2009 (Scott's class).


There was this demented hornet (not a basketball player. That would be, of course, a Hornet)flying around outisde my apartment window. He's hit the window three times now. Maybe he thinks that my webcam is something to polinate. After all, today IS the first full day of Spring.


Personally, the webcam looks like a big eyeball.









But hell, it was free, so I shouldn't complain.







That's all from where I sit.

--MorelaterZ--