Where was I? Oh yeah. These flashbacks are not pleasant for me. I mean, can I help it if I have a very good sense of smell? I realize that he would rather not be told that he fucking smells like shit (literally). I get that. I actually agree with him; I don’t want to have to tell him that either. However, I would rather not be subjected to the reminders of the days when he wore his underwear for 5 days straight. In my mind, not too much to ask for.
Driving one Monday, I saw the Subway sign on the left side of the image. I kept reading it over & over, but was still not getting it. I was just about ready to pass the sign when it finally made sense to me & I started laughing my ass off (cuz Mondays also make things much funnier to me). I decided I HAD to get a picture of it after I passed it & turned around. The other side of the sign (right side of image) made me laugh even harder, so I made sure to take pictures of both.
The test started with the English portions and I was actually giddy (short-lived unfortunately) to get them out of the way first. There were a few pre-test background questions and then the actual test started. These two sections proved to be the easiest and fastest to take.
Then came the Math portions. There was only one background question that asked how well I knew Algebra. The possible answers were:
a) I don’t know what Algebra is. (I shit you not)
b)Not at all
c)I used to, but I forgot it.
Can’t I just take the English portion twice & forget the Math? I didn’t even bother trying to figure out some of the advanced math questions, cuz I knew that those brain cells were permanently damaged from one of my many nites of hard partying. That & they were actual proof that NO WAY have I EVER used advanced math outside of high school (so exactly why did I take those classes?). And none of the questions offered an “I drank my way through high school & a good chunk of the next two decades, so there isn’t a snowball’s chance in Hell that I will have the answer to this question.”, so I did the only thing I could do……….guess. I’m not sure of the wisdom in requiring an answer to each question. What if? Just what if? Someone guessed at the questions and got them right? A possibly remedial student being told to register for college-level calculus. Hmm…..perhaps his luck would continue to hold out. Perhaps not.
So now I have my course placements for English and Math.
If I consider this logically, it looks like I’m about middle of the road on the math class I have to take. I don’t know this for sure (cuz I haven’t checked out the course catalog yet), but I refuse to potentially burst my bubble just yet.
Wait…..no…..drama, total drama.
Romance? No…..I think not.
Just like there’s no way it can be action-adventure…..lol.
Fantasy? Definitely some of that in there.
Let’s see…..war? On occasion.
What about adult? Oh hell no, everyone knows it’s definitely not that.
Mystery? Absolutely! Just don’t expect to find out the solution, cuz I’M still waiting for that one!
Tonight’s human-feline discussion:
Anya (cat): Meow!
Me: Come here. (She rubs against my leg and walks around the table to face me again.)
Me: Come here. (This time she rubs against my hand & lets me pet her for all of 3 seconds before walking around the table again.)
Me: Come here.
Anya: I presented myself for the obligatory petting, now fucking FEED ME!
I’m wondering just how much vodka is left in the bottle.
update – i guess there will come a day when even i won’t believe the bullshit that comes out of my mouth. i fell asleep during the digital scrapbooking webinar i took last nite. i’m screwed.
i was all, “the hell? what IS that?” so i took a closer look.
how’s my driving
i admit, there was A LOT of alcohol involved. but can you look at these pics & not laugh? i didn’t think so.
the answer depends on just who you ask.