I just don't care anymore

It occurred to me the other day that the restroom in our office is not soundproofed very well. And by "not very well," I mean, "not at all." And the room that I work in with two other people shares one very long wall with said restroom. Much like the scene in "The Naked Gun" where Leslie Nielsen goes to the john while his lapel microphone is live and piped into the auditorium where he just gave a speech, we get to hear the tinklings of every one of our coworkers. Once I realized this, I took to sitting down, which is not all that masculine, just so the two women I work with wouldn't have to hear me going six times a day (I try to drink all eight 8 oz glasses of water recommended while at the office).

But today, I realized that it is not really all that embarassing. In fact, if anyone is actually sitting there listening to others take a leak, the problem lies within the listener, not the one being listened to. So from now on, no more squatting for me. I will stand like a man and be proud of my urination. And while I am at it, I will sing, too. Today's song selection: "Kryptonite" by 3 Doors Down.

"If I go crazy, then will you still call me Superman..."

A Moment Like This:

Just a minute ago I felt like I was in that comic from "The Far Side." I just tried to get out of the bathroom at work by pulling on the door handle that I was supposed to push. Duh!

I'm Free!!!! For a month, anyway.

So I finished my term paper yesterday. Got it e-mailed out to my professor with about 30 seconds to spare before the battery in my HP Pavilion zv5000 laptop died. I have had so much trouble with the power pack since I got the thing. It never stayed plugged into the back of the computer very well, now the thing won't work at all.

So I had to go on HP's website on my computer at work to order a new AC adapter for the laptop. Of course, my warranty expired 2 moths ago, so I had to fork out $106 for the d**n thing. You know they engineer those things to just barely outlast the warranty.

So, for the next 4-6 days I have to use my wife's desktop Piece of Crap to do all my computing... at least school is over until the end of August. Maybe I will get outside and enjoy the Florida sun, instead. Yeah right. Oh, there is a barbecue/luau in a couple of weeks for the students of our sister school in Germany who are over here studying for a month. That should be fun.

Gotta run, the B is awake.

Set Your Phasers to "Stun"

Apparantly the US military is working on developing a directed energy weapon that can be used at a much longer range than a Taser, with none of the nasty side-effects like heart attacks and death that the Taser has been known to cause. Its temporary, and you only feel the effects while it is actually shooting you... no bitter aftertaste. Oh, and it makes your skin feel like its on fire. Nice, huh? Me Likee!

WHAT THE HELL?????

I am beginning to hate the whole full-time job/full-time school thing...

It's not that I'm a slacker, because I'm not. Nor is it because I don't like what I am studying, because apart from Managerial Statistics, it has all been fascinating. I think the biggest problem is that the amount of work required for the program takes up waaaaay too much time.

I understand that an MBA requires a great deal of work, but I don't think my wife does. We argue about it on a daily basis. She feels like I am not spending enough time with her and the baby, when in reality, I tend to postpone homework more often than I should just to do what she wants to do. Whatever. ALl I know is, if she wouldn't argue with me so often, I would get done with it a lot faster, and then be able to spend time with her. But she knows what buttons to push to get me worked up in about 3 seconds, then it takes at least a half hour to calm down to the point where I can resume working.