Tuesday, February 24, 2009

you're such a schmuck

but it's tuesday which means max has to go to the reading tutor.

reading tutor = 45 min "nap" and if you need to know why nap is in quotations, text me.

if you text me after 6pm i'll be receiving it on my new blackberry and for that, I AM STOKED.

Thursday, February 12, 2009

just so you know

every time I finish one of these math problems about the quadratic formula, completing the square, blah blah blah, a little part of my soul is being taken away.

Honestly, when am I ever going to need to know how to do these sorts of equations? Maybe when I am balancing my checkbook? Nope that is just simple addition and subtraction. Maybe when I am wanting to buy a new pair of jeans that were marked down 15%? Nope, that's multiplication and subtraction. Maybe when I... oh wait, I don't have any more example because THERE IS NO NEED FOR THIS TYPE OF MATH IN SOCIETY! And good crap, it is crazy difficult and I am sick of it. I don't need it. I'm an English major for goodness sakes.

Haha, Austin just passed me in the library and he made the little Skadoosh motion. That kind of put the kibbash on my rant about this math assignment.

Sunday, February 1, 2009

Whoo hoo Steelers!

Yeah! They totally owned the Superbowl! So what if Harrison had a dirty play, Kurt Warner could throw for crap tonight. Larry Fitzgerald though, man he was amazing! I know he's a Card, but you've got to give credit to this guy. He really did play a great game. Pam and I went over to Aynsley's house for his Superbowl party. It was pretty cool, a little awkward when Pam and I realized we were the only two girls invited, therefore the only ones coming, but you know, I am so used to being with all boys because of Trevor it wasn't really a big deal to me.
Since I don't really know anything about the Cardinals, I chose to root for the Steelers. I was the only one at the party cheering Roethlisberger on. That got a little interesting- I'm not a good trash talker, so I didn't really engage in that, but I did freak out when they scored that final touchdown! I was super excited.
The one thing that really pissed me off though were the fat jokes about Roethlisberger. Um, hello? Pam and I are fat too. I know they weren't directing them at us, but I couldn't help but wonder if that's what they say about us when we're gone. I did however, refrain from saying anything. That shows personal growth right? It's mostly because I would have dropped a few f-bombs and I didn't think that was very appropriate to do in a room full of church friends.