The evil Wednesday has befallen us...again...

But there are two very important days to remember this week: The Marine Corps Birthday, and Veteran's Day. A lot of people will have Friday off. And Valor-IT is still running their fundraiser you really should harass everyone you know to donate to.

Even if it had a rocky start, I don't think this week is so bad.

So keep the good things in mind and make it through your Wednesday...tomorrow will be better, I promise.

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Not 24 hours after I turned in those oh so horridly evil science policy papers, the professor e-mails out the next round of questions.

Doesn't this guy understand my poor tired brain can only handle so much of his mish mash rolling around my pretty little head?

But its going on the back burner anyway... I've got another assignment due ahead of those ones. I tell you, it just never stops...

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The lovely AWTM called to check on me today since she knew I was struggling with these papers so much (she's such a sweetie) and we got to talking about some soldier stuff...

It made me wonder, what kind of soldier would I be?

You scored as Officer. Officer, your the brass. The leader of the bunch. You have leadership qualities, or you have a really big ego. Most likely both. You know how to get things done, and don't care who you have to kill to get them done. Your a man/woman with a mission and to stand in your way means pain. You have gumption and intelligence to back it up. Hold the line!!! AND SOMEONE GET ME COFFEE!!! Officer 75% Engineer 69% Combat Infantry 63% Special Ops 63% Support Gunner 56% Medic 44% Artillery 31% Civilian 0% Which soldier type are you? created with QuizFarm.com

I'm 0% civilian... hehehe... nice...

H/T: Bou

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Did I say something about my work ethic not letting me abandon my boss?

Yeah... um... scratch that... I'm at home today.

After all, isn't my GPA more important than an internship where I don't get paid, I do good work, and I'm willing to stay past my expected date of service? I think so.

So now the pressure's on, progress has been made, but I think the quality of the work has actually improved. I still don't like writing these damn things though.

Leave me a joke or something so I don't feel like this day sux so much... please?

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I have never been so unmotivated to write papers in my life. I realize that science policy is important and it does have an impact on our national security, but these questions are just not up my freakin alley.

20-24 pgs, due by tomorrow evening...
My work ethic says I can't take the day off tomorrow, even though I work for free, because my boss hates to run the report I normally do Monday morning...
And I've got about, oh, eight pages?

I'm screwed... and not for a lack of effort either...

The only light at the end of the tunnel is that this is my last course in order to complete this concentration. Thank all that is holy I'm graduating in May. (Hopefully I haven't spoken too soon on that one...)

Back to the grindstone ...

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As I find myself home on a Saturday night, dog-sitting and writing half of my 20-24 pgs for Science & Technology Policy paper due Mon, I am also enjoying the new tunes from Little Big Town.

Their CD, released last month, can be heard here on CMT.com*

It's also a very soothing set of songs to sing along with. Track 4: Bring it on Home, Track 6: A Little More You, Track 13: Stay (acoustic) are my favorites.

*Not Firefox friendly

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I just called to order a pizza from a place with a centralized order center... I swear to Jebus that the center was in India! What is this world coming to? I can't even order a pizza in english anymore...

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Mr Free Market has put up proof that all men should finally be able to understand. You are simply not meant to win an argument. The sooner you accept it, the happier we'll all be.

I'm not kidding. Really.

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1 Yep! that about sums it up. Just Damn!

Posted by: Dax Montana at November 05, 2005 12:09 PM (L6TJC)

2 Well, there are actually some small statistical blips even in the marriage period. I win maybe one or two per year :-)

Posted by: Harvey at November 05, 2005 03:15 PM (ubhj8)

3 Riiiight, Harv. That chart is bulletproof.

Posted by: Blackfive at November 05, 2005 06:03 PM (Lk3mg)

4 As it has been said by far wiser men than me: "I knew when I married her that she was "Mrs. Right". I just didn't know that her first names was "always"..."

Posted by: mostly cajun at November 05, 2005 08:00 PM (U/ph1)

5 All men considering marriage should laminate that baby and keep in their wallets.

Posted by: Jim - PRS at November 05, 2005 08:54 PM (oowdc)

6 HA! I'll have you know that I won one just the other day. Cleaning the refrigerator with TNT, and we were debating how to put the shelves back in. I was right, and she even admitted it eventually.

Posted by: Harvey at November 07, 2005 08:35 AM (ubhj8)

7 Ah, but the point is that by the time the far right side of the chart is reached, we men just don't care any more.

Posted by: Ogre at November 08, 2005 06:45 AM (/k+l4)

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Lil Bro texted messaged me to ask what I had planned for Mom's birthday.

Uh... nothing... cuz ... um... I forgot about it....

Any last minute ideas?

The damn thing's on Monday...

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This might sound a little personal but you know, its my blog and I just have to get this off my chest...

There are two things I hate in a way I couldn't possibly hate anything else. They are restrictive and binding, all around evil contraptions. But they are cute and foxy nonetheless. So naturally I love to shop for them. It is an odd love/hate relationship. It just depends on the day which side of the struggle I might land on.

So what is it that I hate so much?

1) Shoes
I am in love with them... the foxier the better. The higher the heel the better. But my feet are not prone to fitting in the foxiest of styles and heels have the ability to make my tall self a little too precarious to actually walk. However, this does not usually stop me from wearing them. If wearing them does not result in some ... ahem ... attention, they are the first things flug off as soon as I walk in the door. And one morning, after a long night of partying, I took them off as soon as I got off the train. Evil little fuckers that they were...

2) Panties
Again, I love them... nothing makes my night like just the right pair. And we're not talking full coverage fabric here either. How the hell are those things comfortable? I might sleep in em from time to time but that's the only reason I even own them. I'm in love with the cute little pieces of material that you never want your boyfriend's mom to find and your own mom makes faces just thinking about. The cuter the pattern, the better. But again, one of the first things I can't wait to rip off when I walk in the door. They get on like they have a mind of their own sometimes and I just can't deal with rebellious panties. Sit where I put ya or you're comin off!

But shoes and panties... now that's a whole different story...

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1 *sigh* mmmm hmmm!

Posted by: RSM at November 03, 2005 09:03 PM (Cc3mG)

2 I'm so going to hell. Good.

Posted by: dick at November 03, 2005 09:30 PM (LKty/)

3 Viva le scandalous underwear! My friends and I make a sport out of buying it -- Tag Team Scandalous Knicker Shopping. How do you know if you'll like 'em? Throw 'em on the floor, and if they look good there, then they're keepers.

Posted by: dawn at November 03, 2005 10:59 PM (Dh1V0)

4 shoes....ahhhhh shopping for shoes. I never understtod womens penchant for shoes until my ass widened. My cute clother no longer fit, but my shoes became my friends..... ahhh ..... shoes I need to post on this.... remind me

Posted by: armywifetoddlermom at November 04, 2005 11:57 AM (NLRiF)

5 And where are the pictures?

Posted by: Ogre at November 04, 2005 01:58 PM (/k+l4)

6 Great. Now I'm sitting here picturing you wearing nothing but panties & high heels... So much for getting anything done today :-)

Posted by: Harvey at November 05, 2005 03:17 PM (ubhj8)

7 The panties, I can relate, but I hate shoes. I never have them on except when expressly necessary!

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I love me some Terri Clark and her new CD has a song that says just how I feel about all these bloggers I've been going on and on about. As she says, "You're damn right I'm gonna miss you"

I'm not gonna lie or act like I'm that tough
There might be a tear in my eye
when I'm watching that airplane liftin up
I was never much for tellin you how much you meant
But I need you to know you were heaven sent

We went together like
highways and T-birds
Saturday sinners and Sunday church
and lookin back and crying and laughin
at the life between us too

we went together like memories and long gones
cowboys and sad old songs
after all of the holdin on tight that we went through
you're damn right I'm gonna miss you

I guess there are times
that all of us relearn
that life is a book and the pages
you know they're about to turn
and I don't know where the story ends
where its gonna go now
just as long as this chapter tells the whole world how

We went together like
highways and T-birds
Saturday sinners and Sunday church
and lookin back and crying and laughing
at the life between us too

we went together like memories and long gones
cowboys and sad old songs
after all of the holdin on tight that we went through
you're damn right I'm gonna miss you

Til next time...I'll lift my glass to your honor

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At work my computer flipped out and my profile disappeared from the system a week ago this morning. I lost a month's worth of work that may or may not be able to be recovered...

But you know, there is a silver lining to it all...

My boss doesn't much care when I come in and sends me home as soon as he leaves. I rolled in around 8:15 this morning, took my hour lunch at noon, and got sent home just before 3:30. How can I argue with that?

And on a day when class was cancelled? Which ever Gods are shining upon me this week, I only hope I can figure out what I did to please you.

I left the office without a word to anyone that might want my attention, put on my headphones, and smiled the whole way home. I let my hair down to float in the breeze as soon as I got off the train. I found the cheerful sway in my walk. I took off my shoes, went upstairs, stripped off my clothes, and turned Sheila on. It was a time to read, sing, and blog.

This afternoon, no one could find me ... and I found some peace ...

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I'm a little slow at getting this post up but don't take that to mean I didn't have a kick ass time... you'll soon see what caused the delay...

Seeing the Straight White Guy and the Straight White Wife again was a sweet pleasure that gets better every time. Their home was just beautiful, the deck that almost killed Eric was home to many a sorted conversation, and the patio that caused him to (gasp) glisten was the perfect place to enjoy the crisp fall air.

All the other bloggers I met were a new and, um, interesting experience

Army Wife Toddler Mom was already in town when my flight landed. I could tell right off that this chicky was going to be good times. She's the funniest lady ever! But I think she might have sat in something ... did I hear someone say she had puddin on her ass? Oh, and those adjoining rooms we had were mighty nice too ;o) She might just be my newest bestest friend and of course my favorite partner in crime (mostly because she snorts...hehehe)

I almost needed a new pair of panties when I met Mr. Rockstar, the Blackfive, in the flesh. I'd been reading him long before any other blogger so it was a real treat to finally be in the same room swapping stories. Though ... I was a little surprised to see the paratrooper of love putting on women's shoes...

Jim and Denny treated us to some guitar and singing the likes of which I have never seen. By the way, don't ever listen to a man with his own guitar when he says he can't sing ... and who knew a kazoo could be so entertaining?

That One Guy is the only guy I know who can be cool while there is blood pouring from his nose. The stories he could tell over a beer, I'm sure ... he's the only dude that can make me actually want to visit the midwest, just so I can keep listening to his stories.

Tammi was not only a terrific chick to hang with, she's a good cook too! You can't argue with a woman that wants to cook for this crowd, does it with a smile, and jumps right in to the festivities when she's through. Oh, and watching her run through the parking lot to hug AWTM one last time was just awesome.

What can I say about Zonker? He's simply the coolest tatted up, backwoods, mullet head I've ever met. And so popular with the ladies, this one is... We just can't get enough of his brand of humor.

Meeting RSM was so interesting but he's such a sneaky little fucker. I hung out with him all day on Saturday before I knew that I was talking to my very own blog brother. He's one of those quiet ones but he's hiding some great stories in there.

Boudicca & Morrigan were the cutest little fireballs to hang out with. And I've never seen a hotter woman with an AR-15 either. I just wish I had more time to talk with them. Next time, girlies?

Johnny-Oh ... he was such a sweetie to drive me to the airport on Sunday. This man had me laughing all weekend long and could deal with my yammering on end. Now THAT is a good conversationalist...

It was so awesome that Sissy came so far to hang out with us! I can't wait to hang with her somewhere closer to her turf sometime later this year. We ladies have some more military stories we simply must share.

Redneck was not just one damn funny guy, he was one of the most chivalrous men of the weekend, especially when I was cold... which was almost all of the time it seemed there for a while. Jokes and jackets, what more could a girl ask for?

Key (accompanied by her non-believer husband) stopped by for a spell and played pretty photographer all over the place. Hopefully she didn't catch us in too many of those compromising situations we bloggers like to find ourselves in.

Harvey was a total trip - ladies, did you know that there is a device that allows you to pee standing up without taking off your jeans? Well there is. Harv showed me... online of course...

TNT was one smart cookie that could snap you like a twig... good thing she's such a nice lady! A good patio partner too ... Ms. Bee Squisher, she is...

It was neat to meet John and Beth from the same town where my grandma lives. Funny how itÂ’s just a small, small world sometimes. Unfortunately, I didn't get to talk with them much.

Brad and Jason, two members of the Eagle Glen Social Club, were also there to party with us on Friday and Saturday. Brad was just too damn funny for his own good. Thanks to Jason for letting us shoot at and/or kill balloons (depending on who was shooting) out on his property. It was a very cool experience to have the trucks backed up, tailgates down, music playing, and bullets flying on a warm fall day.

Last weekend was a much-needed escape and I am so glad that I was able to meet all of the awesome people that were there. It was a weekend of adventures in blogging ... a pilgrimage to all that keeps me blogging ... an all around good time!

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1 Cool and bloody... just what all the ladies are lookin' for! Again, it was a real pleasure meeting and hanging out with you!

Posted by: That 1 Guy at November 01, 2005 09:17 PM (4+C6D)

2 I have tears in my eyes right now.....I cannot believe you put that up...... I forgot about the shoes thing...OH MY. puddin huh?

Posted by: armywifetoddlermom at November 01, 2005 09:26 PM (NH+m6)

3 .. nice sidebar pic... hmmm.... tell us more about those ladies shoes....

Posted by: Eric at November 01, 2005 09:36 PM (uHA2j)

4 It was kewl meeting you all - and as for not talking to people... well, you can only do so much in the time allowed, eh? We'll just have to come to more of these, and get around to everybody. We couldn't keep up, either!

Posted by: John of Argghhh! at November 01, 2005 09:37 PM (CFFsw)

5 It's tough finding shoes when you're a rockstar. The next time I'm in DC you can try mine on...during shots...at the library...

Posted by: Black-womenshoewearing-five at November 01, 2005 09:54 PM (cm3Sc)

6 Love the sidebar pic... What's sneaky about me? I'm just shy And after seeing a pic of Blog-sis Christina, I can now say that I have the HOTTEST family tree (on the female side) on the Internet. "Gorgeous" doesn't even begin to describe a woman with such intelligence, style, humor and smiles as you. Classy. You are sassy classy. It is a pleasure to know you.

Posted by: RSM at November 02, 2005 12:18 AM (h7bsJ)

7 You've definitely gotta attend the next blogfest...it wouldn't be the same without you! Thanks for being so much fun and so nice all weekend! You really made the weekend that much better!

Posted by: zonker at November 02, 2005 12:58 AM (/y7q3)

8 Taking lessons from some of the great ones, next blogmeet, I'll be wearing my BLACKFIVE tee shirt, women's shoes, eyelash extenders, a mullet, tats, and a bloody nose. Oh, and I'll be showing up in a bigass truwk with lots of ammo. It was great meeting you.

Posted by: Jim - PRS at November 02, 2005 01:07 AM (oowdc)

9 Yeah! I got fireball! I've been getting cute and adorable and an occasional 'you're so cute, I could take you home in my pocket!' heh heh heh! It was a pleasure meeting you. You're on my third installment tonight.

Posted by: Bou at November 02, 2005 04:46 PM (5JHEt)

10 RSM - As Bou's blogdad, I'll have to take offense at that comment :-P Although Cat DOES make a hell of a librarian. OO! Shush me, baby! ;-)

Posted by: Harvey at November 02, 2005 08:16 PM (ubhj8)

11 Hell, I for one, enjoyed your smile all weekend. I also enjoyed your demeanor. Class, Style, Smarts. Jokes and Jackets... Hey whatever works. It was my pleasure to help you warm up some. That Tennessee shade can be a bit chilly at times. Tailgates... They're hellacool. Everybody ought to have one. Can you find Texas in April?

Posted by: RedNeck at November 02, 2005 11:03 PM (3Z5dW)

12 You know the worst part?! WAITING for those pics to get developed. To be digital...maybe eventually. Glad to have met you; and next time, I'll party longer. Promise!

Posted by: Key at November 03, 2005 02:55 PM (Aj9vm)

13 It was such a treat getting to meet you. And for me...the cooking is just my way of saying "Hi". ;-)

Posted by: Tammi at November 03, 2005 08:50 PM (LU5am)

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