OH! This makes me so sad.

I read a blog entry today (I forget where) all about Christmas songs that make you want to take a crowbar to your radio, drive off that overpass, light yourself on fire, etc. and it got me wondering which ones you all hate. Post ‘em here, post ‘em on your blogs, I don’t care. You can always link back to me, though. I like linky love.

Here’s mine.

Update! I think I’ll continue with this peeves thing here. Know what I really hate this time of year? It’s really an all-year-round kind of thing, but I experience it the most around the holidays.

I hate that mother effin’ hard plastic packaging. The dangerous kind. The kind that slices your fingers to bits as you desperately try to get at the goods within.

At least I got to use my pirate band-aids. I didn’t realize that they came with a super teeny ducky prize.

Subtitled: Wherein Barmy plugs away for her favorite online shopping place.

Ehehehe. No, I don’t need one. Although, I might make an exception for this one. Or this one. And maybe someone else will get one of these so I can randomly poke them in the chest.

I could totally use this. After I finish up with the medical transcription thing, I’ll have several months of my GI Bill left, so I’ll probably take some networking security (it’s only 6 courses long and looks really interesting). But that’s more useful than funny (to me, anyway) so here’s something that will get us back on the fun track.

And here’s just a bit of random gadgetPr0n, because we all know Barmy has a thing for glowing keyboards. But a keyboard that you can move the keys to fit your hands?

Oh, and sorry Kat, it already exists.

So we have Talk Like A Pirate Day, and now the world of the Internets demands that we do this. Today.

So if anyone calls me — hopefully not one of my professors, letting me know that class is canceled this evening because of the big-assed-honkin’ storm we’re supposed to get tonight — please just go along with it. Us housewives gotta keep ourselves entertained.

I promise I finished my homework first.

This letter is to inform you that you suck and I’ve replaced you with FrostWire.

I’m infinitely happier with the speed and wish I had done so sooner.

Hope you get your shit together.

Sincerely,
D. S. “Barmy” H.

***Change of Subject***

I also updated my version of WordPress to the new 2.7 release and am liking what they’ve done to the place.  There are still a few annoying issues when changing back and forth between the HTML and “Visual” WYSIWYG editors, but over all things are starting to look a little more user friendly.

Listening to: Bing Crosby
Drinking:  Hot chocolate
Current Activity:  Posting to my blog
What I should really be doing:  Homework

Consumed this evening after dinner:

Almost one entire bottle of white wine.
About half a box of Pepperidge Farms Entertaining cookies (yeah, I don’t feel like baking this year).

Oooh, and then I curled up with a nice episode of Doctor Who.

Me = wino housewife but when if feels this good, who the hell cares? I cooked my husband roast beef with grilled asparagus and mashed potatoes with gravy. Then I scrubbed the entire kitchen and put the little girl to bed, so I figured it was okay to indulge in a little Mommy Time.

I think I’ll go kick back in my swimming pool sweet sweet bathtub just to end this evening on an exceptionally high note.

I signed up for classes last quarter, and after taking two online courses I was determined to take traditional in-the-classroom-with-a-real-live-teacher classes despite the fact that they run about four hours each.  Taking online courses are a bitch for two reasons:  they assign you twice as much homework, and constant distractions on the home front make getting that homework finished twice as difficult.  Quite often I have to leave the house and find somewhere else to do my homework and this is usually some place like Panera Bread despite the snobbity “look at me, I’m all intellectual because I’m working in public” image (I was going to link a clip from Family Guy to illustrate this, but I can’t find the one I’m looking for — use your imagination).  For some reason I can’t work at the library.  No idea why.  Perhaps my brains demand hot soup, coffee, and a seat next to the fire to go with my peace and quiet.

I signed up for these courses with the belief that they were traditional, but the school decided to go green or something because they’ve done away with most, if not all, of these classes.  Imagine my surprise when I showed up at my first class and was told that it was now a “hybrid” course.  My second and third classes turned out the same.  Basically this means that I sit in a classroom for two hours listening to a lecture and then I go home, log in to my computer, and do my work.  They say they’re trying to phase out paper.  And yet… they require us to print off the assignments and bring them into class so we can review them, which makes me think that maybe they’re being facetious?  *this is me being cynical*  Obviously it’s a ploy to get more butts into seats and more cash monies from tuition and books.

Anyway, I told you all that so I could tell you this:

I did my quizzes online for my pharmacology class today and after I hit the “submit” button and the new ANGEL system spit my review/score at me, I noticed that some of the answers (wrong and right) listed in my progress report were not the answers I had selected.  And no, it wasn’t an ID-10-T error or some spontaneous packet loss between my brain housing group and my ten digital output devices because I took the second quiz and made damn sure that I checked my answers before I hit “submit”.  And wouldn’t you know it, the freaking answers came back different AGAIN!

So tonight I decided to take it up with the teacher.  I told her that something was not right with whatever their scoring system was because there was some inconsistency between the answers I provided and the answers the system claimed I provided.

But before I could finish explaining the problem to her, she kind of shrugged and said, “Sorry, I give six classes and you’re the first person to have an issue.”  and turned back to her computer.

D:

Um, like, I guess I’m just imagining things, eh?  Old Barmy really has gone a little barmy after all.  Really, I’m no compuguru, but I didn’t think I came across as drooling retard when it comes to modern technology.  After trying to politely explain to her that there really was a problem, she blew me off for a second time, and I was too much of a weenie to press her further.  Instead, I went back to my seat and spent the rest of the class stewing in a puddle of chagrin.  Go me.

This quarter hasn’t started off very well.

Anyone got a meme? I got nothin.

Carry on.

Well that sounds kind of negative.  I don’t feel bad, per se, I just don’t know what to write.

So, uh, here’s a quiz I took that turned out pretty accurate.