The Daily Kanga

The following is how bad SL has gotten in regards to finding decent conversation.:
Not the actual conversation with C here, that shows just how rare the wit is to be experienced in SL.
It's just funny in general and actually shows how 'bad' the collective American intelligence as become:


2:34] C : I think you actually might be too smart for some of these people :P
[2:34] Asadora Summers: maybe I am too smart for my own good
[2:34] C : Hehe
[2:35] Asadora Summers: wonder if I 'dumb' myself down, if that would change things?
[2:35] C : You shouldn't have to adjust for others.
[2:35] Asadora Summers: I should have paid more attention to Bush's speeches
[2:35] C : At least, not in a negative way ;P
[2:35] C : Hahaha, seriously.
[2:35] C : I never did, maybe that's why I'm still able to use my brain.
[2:35] C : Noboy in the US can understand Obama's speeches, thanks to Bush ;P
[2:36] Asadora Summers: yes, that is prolly why you are the smartest of your age group
[2:36] Asadora Summers: hahahahahaahahahah
[2:36] Asadora Summers snorts
[2:36] Asadora Summers: oh shit
[2:36] C : I'd be there translating what he says to a group of adults. It's sad.
[2:36] C : Haha.
[2:36] Asadora Summers: I would love that on a t-shirt
[2:36] C : That would be a hot-seller, haha.
[2:36] Asadora Summers: 'Can't understand Obama? Thank Bush. No he didn't!
[2:37] C : Haha!
[2:37] Asadora Summers: hahahahaha
[2:37] Asadora Summers: get it
[2:37] Asadora Summers: the 'yes we can'
[2:37] Asadora Summers: that obama used for his slogan
[2:37] Asadora Summers: ahahah
[2:37] C : Yeah haha
[2:37] Asadora Summers: yes we can -- no he didn't
[2:37] Asadora Summers: fuck me running, it's like why can't i have a male twin of myself
[2:37] C : Haha!
[2:37] Asadora Summers: that is so blogworthy
[2:37] C : That really is :P

Oh yeah.

I'm back in TN. I landed on Aug 1, after being in England since May 15.

Wow. I didn't realise how much time had gone since I last blogged, well the last time before today, being the 28 of July.

It's not for lack of 'exciting' things to blog about, it's just the lack of 'can I really be arsed?'

Back in TN.

My classes for this semester are:

OST 2340 Records Management

OST 2920 Medical Terminology II

OST 2932 Medical Transcriptions Issues II

It's still hot. Gods, I can't wait till autumn breaks.

 ...went pretty well. 

Mondays are my long days, 9am to 9pm

Tuesdays and Thursdays no classes

Wednesdays only two

Friday only one, which is over at 10:35

I'm still recovering from being ill with allergies since last Friday.

I think it's the whole Knoxville Haze affecting me.

Bah.

I hope this heat breaks soon. I'm sick of suffering from 90F+ temp; staying in air conditioned places most of the day and then out in the blaring heat. That is prolly what has made me ill.

 *cough* *blow nose*

I quit smoking btw.

I quit near the end of July.

Go me.

  Alright. That's it. No my myspacing.

  I had a good sleep. I wake up and go pee. Come to Thor and think, well I'll myspace for a bit. 

  Well, I'm fully awake now.

  Yes. That's it then. No more myspace.

  The things that people will type about themselves, it's just... well a real eye opener.

  Especially, when you can read right through their words. Do they not have any idea how they protray themselves online?

  Man.

  Harsh stuff.

  but, oh well.

  Tea time.

I have a case study due on the 20th of April, which is next friday. I only started actually putting pen to paper this evening, like for the last four hours.
I even went to the irl libaray and checked out irl books on Denmark. There is a lot of history to sort through, which it is interesting to learn about; however, it's quite tiresome as it's been proved to be difficult to form some type of connection to the other requirements which is being asked for within the report. 

The living room looks as though my backpack exploded and my notebook threw up on the couch and floor. I currently have a highlighter and a pen entangled into my head, so I won't misplace them within the vast amount of paper-stuffs in small heaps.

My eyes ache and I just yawned, prolly too much reading. Though, I do enjoy reading, I just wish it was just a bit more invigorating.

Today was rainy all day and the temperature was a bit chilly, chilly enough to make my bones ache.  Having spent the day with my Mother and having to come home to yet more interruptions, yeilded to me starting my case study early in the evening. Which entirely knocked me off my game plan for the day. 

So, tomorrow, as it's Sunday, I am not answering the phone. I am not going anywhere with anyone. Though, I would like to go to a Civil War fare at the museum uptown... I shan't. Now, if I had been able to start eariler on my paper today, then yes, tomorrow wouldn't be planned out already. 

Having said that, I can not dedicate as much time as I would like to my paper, as I have to study for an exam on Monday.

At the moment, I'm just taking a small break to blog. 

And I've blogged.

Nothing else to say really... oh well maybe there is, acutally:

I booked the tickets.

I made a promise that I would go back. I'm keeping that promise, it's the morally right thing to do, no matter how I actually feel about it.

Though, I hope I get there in time to watch Eurovision, that's pretty entertaining.

Love you, Terry Wogan!

Nuff now.

  Over there:----> on the right sidebar, you'll notice something new;)

  It has buttons you can push.

  Pick a track and push it, hear a sample, the same sample that I like and then go check out the site for yourself.

  It's nifty!

  And an easy way to find diverse pounding, energising and yet soothing, choons.

OK.  I'm doing my whole 'bored' thing again with the Internet.

So, I shan't be on Instant Messengers or Second Life.

I'll answer email only and I'll continue to blog. 

The weather is too pretty to be holed up inside. Just feeling like I'm letting my life pass by as I sit here looking at a screen for hours on end.

So.

Yeah.

I've left the Internet.

I told myself I would be back on Friday, but after giving it some thought; I'm going to see how long I can go without Instant Messengers and Second Life.

Ten Rules for Being Human

by Cherie Carter-Scott

BTW, comments are turned back on. So, I dare you. And no, not just *you* but 'you' as in general, good, bad, flame.. what have you... I'm ready.

Airports are very sad places:/

I hope that G finalises his journey safely.  I won't sleep till he calls next.

 ...btw, my B-I-L is actually a four year old...if he wanted to share his IM conversations with other people, then I would be more than happy to blog them, free of editing of course!   ____!