Bumfuzzled

I finally gave up at some point on trying to figure out the phone messages that I couldn't figure out, but damn if you all aren't a funny lot.

15 total messages for the day. 15! Before my mailbox filled up. Hey, at least now I know.

And can I just say, whoever sang Sandra Dee? Um, my entire Criminal Law class enjoyed that. Cause my cell phone is *loud*, yo. (I just realized that I've been using "yo" a lot more lately. I blame sullivanlane. It's twin hive mind. Whatever she does, I end up picking up. *g*)

I have a few more calls to make. I was going to make them last night after class, and then I realized I left my script at work. Yes, I have a script. You're all getting the same thing. Because it has one hint in it. And I'm too lame to figure out anything original time after time.

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So, you all may be wondering what I got for my birthday (besides a new starter). Really, I know you're wondering. You are! Accept it!

*G*

My grandmother gave me a suitcase. A really nice suitcase. Originally $60, on sale for half off, bought on senior citizen discount day, with my great-aunt's employee discount on top. So that's 50% plus another 15% plus another 10%. Folks, $18 total on that suitcase. The story is even better than the suitcase.

My mom and dad got me the most garrish purse. Really, it is garrish. I love it. It's got magenta velvet handles, and there's black furry stuff, and embroidery...and it's big. I'm telling you, it makes fugly fun. The fact that my mother made the attempt to get my style just rocks.

My other grandparents gave me ten dollars. Hee. Well, that's what they gave me in a card. We're doing birthday celebrations for April at the end of the month. I might get something then.

My sister is poor with no job. I didn't want a present from her, because she can't afford it. See, I can be loving!

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1. Jennifer
2. LaToya
3. George
4. Fantasia
5. Diana
6. Jasmine
7. John
8. Jon Peter
9. Camile

( Elton John Night )

My one complaint about Elton John is that he was being nice. WTF? And his hearing sucked in regards to Jon Peter. We wanted bitchy Elton! I blame the editors. I have a feeling somebody told Elton he had to be nice, and then the editors took the nicest comments. Plus it didn't help that the two people who he obviously disliked the most were the nice boy (John) and the rabid fan (Camile).

Borrowed from deeablo

Doctor Unheimlich has diagnosed me with Maveness' Syndrome
Cause:	influence of the Devil
Symptoms:	crying, sudden fatigue, smiling, excessive tiredness
Cure:	cryogenic freezing until science catches up
Enter your name, for your own diagnosis:

Yep! Because the MB is the boss of me.

Well...just...fuck

Crisis Intervention. I have officially complained to the head of the Criminal Justice curriculum about this class. I studied like hell for the last test and got a 73. I don't know what the fuck to do. Really, this woman has to be psycho. When I went through the test? I was solidly sure that I got 24 of the 26 right. And she's saying that I got a 73.

I've emailed the CJ head for help, explaining the issues I've faced with this woman. I emailed the teacher asking to see a copy of my test and a copy of the right answers (usually we see the right answers directly after we've taken the test, but I didn't see that this time - there was no answer key). Her answer to my request will make a huge difference in any and all future correspondence with the CJ head. There are certain statements I don't want to trot out, like "I have a fucking 140 IQ, so don't tell me I'm not smart enough to take this test" or "If I, the smart kid, am sucking at this, the other kids must be bombing it". I don't know, maybe she just doesn't like me, which is kind of interesting considering she loves the papers I write or when I do the discussion boards. Somebody said she's probably going to curve upwards with the test grades, but considering they're a huge chunk of the final grade, and the fact that I don't want to wait until the end, I can't stay quiet any more hoping that everything gets better.

I don't deal well with stress under most circumstances, but I've been working on it. (It's crossed my mind that maybe she's testing us all on handling stress, at which point I would honestly maim her.) This class though has been affecting my other classes. Which is ridiculous and unfair to me.

Confused

Okay all you gourmet food experts. Or people who live in an area with diverse food cultures.

What the hell is the appeal of sushi?

I had been told by a coworker to hush about sushi until I had tried it. My sister recently became obsessed with the stuff. So my birthday surprise for myself (okay, not so much a surprise since I knew I was doing it...I blame the lack of substantial food for this inance thought process) was to try sushi. I gather information on where the best place in the area to get sushi is. Two different, reliable sources tell me the same place.

So I go there. I get sushi. Two different varieties. One a California roll, the other a more mainstream sushi. My conclusions?

First off, wasabi is hell.

Secondly, California rolls have no taste whatsoever. You must drown them in soy sauce (which I am not crazy about) in order to have flavor.

Thirdly, the other variety had slightly more taste (the fish! it tastes!), but it was still necessary to drown it in soy sauce.

Also in with the regular sushi was a salmon/rice thing. Haven't tried that yet.

So....what's the deal with sushi?

That is so wrong

Cunning genius.

Yeah, I read it wrong too. Cunning genius. I have porn on the brain.

That is all.