Morning

Had some terrifying dreams that woke me up at three in the morning. Dreamed that Marx, of all people, had turned into a stoner, one with completely untrustworthy friends, which is so not him. It was probably symbolic of something else, but drat if I can figure out what.

I'd just hit my snooze button to get a little more sleep in, when I heard some scuffling inside my room. Turned out that the cat was on my altar. He'd stolen the feather from the altar and chewed it up (again!!) yesterday, and got washed for that -- I retrieved him from under my chair, hissed in his face (he did not like that) and washed him.

That woke me up; I came to school. I got there ten minutes before six. Darkside got there ten minutes after six. I taunted him; he taunted me for coming to school so early.

I have a database test today. DDL is Data Definition Language; DML is data manipulation language.

Darkside knows about that little issue with my shields; he tries to not exploit it often unless he's making a point. I told him that if I actually minded it, he wouldn't be able to exploit it. And I asked how he was doing, given that the grouch level lately has been higher than normal. Evidently he needs more sleep.

Queried as to why he was bothered so much. Evidently he's not bothered that much; it's just that he's been tracking my emotions over a period of time with the whole thing, and he's seen what it's done to me, and that's evidently some non-good things.

Thinking about it, my reason for staying in any sort of relationship now? Ekaterin's reason. I need hugs. I get grumpy and evil without hugs. The cat doesn't hug back. Votania does hug back, but... yeah. Hugging Darkside is asking to get elbowed away and nose-pinched. Neighbor does hug better... but somehow that doesn't last very long.

ralmathon suggested a long-term goal last night, saying that it would take quite a while to accomplish...

Just don't know how he's going to turn out once he's grown up. Don't want to tie myself down right now.

What the hell?

Eh? http://tonjasteele.keenspace.com is evidently in Websense's "Tasteless" category. I object!

I wouldn't be objecting if I weren't checking comics at school.

Hisss...

I just *loooove* calling my bank long-distance.

Hey!

Guess what week it is?

That's right, the Lunatic's due to have been cross for the past few days, and to be somewhat disgruntled for the next few. Bitchy witchy. Bleh.

Oh Yeah And.

Guess who forgot to pack along the painkillers?

Honestly, it shouldn't be so bad this week, or next month, because it wasn't so bad last month. That's one other thing I do like about being on the pill.

Hello book-thumping birdbrains

Say that a society has a user manual that delineates how children should be raised, how laws should be laid down, how adults should interact, and has a good chart of personality types.

If someone was raised using a set of techniques not covered in your user manual, why do you expect them to accept the laws and customs in your user manual as the logical correct thing? For that matter, perhaps your user manual, your infalliable user manual, doesn't have a good way to deal with these people.

Live, learn, and adapt.


Your USAdian customs are foreign to me, and I was raised within the borders.

Colliding Subsets

Of my friends where ((feminist AND science fiction fan) == true), avoid Doc Smith's Lensman series. Kim, remember what you said about the one particular Heinlein where the first little bits contained the attitude, "Put down that gun before you hurt yourself with it, Honey"? Second Stage Lensman is a jillion times worse than that.