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Sep. 10th, 2009 06:01 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Has everyone just taken like an LJ sabbatical or something? Almost no one seems to be posting anymore and even fewer comments.
I'm "in class" right now. At the library. I'm taking three classes at ETSU this semester, one of which is Educational Psychology, and that's an online class. I think they may have finally gotten all the bugs worked out and we're taking a break right now. So I thought I'd write a bit. It's funny, the "class" is a combination Youtube video and chat room. One girl just posted "I need to take my dog out. BRB." I never thought I'd see such a thing in a college class.
One of the classes I'm taking is a literature class that I had before (when I was but a young lass of 20) and made a D in. Now I'm not making excuses (or maybe I am), but I would like to explain how this really was not my fault. I had a completely unreasonable professor who would assign hundreds (literally, hundreds) of pages to be read each night, and then give us a quiz on the most obscure facts. The guy I've got now appears to be a lot more rational and I've thus far been able to manage everything well. I even sported my dorkitude by piping up to contribute to almost everything he asked, much to the chagrin of my younger (and less enthusiastic) compadres.
Now I'm back to Ed Psych. (I first typed "Ed Psycho" which would probably be a good name for a movie villain.) We're "discussing" Piaget's stages of development. I could do this stuff in my sleep, so hopefully this will bode well for a good grade.
Speaking of my sleep, I must share this insane dream I had about Barrack Obama the other night. I dreamt that we were in bed (ummm, yeah?) and were apparently enjoying the afterglow. I was laying there with my head on his chest and I said something about seeing him again. He replied "now baby, you know I can't leave Michelle and the girls. I don't know when I can see you again, and you're just gonna have to wean yourself off me." WEAN MYSELF OFF HIM? Afterwards, we got up and started playing pool and foosball with his buddies, because we were apparently shacking up in some sort of governmental fraternity house. I used to have sexy dreams about Bill Clinton all the time, but the only dreams I ever had about Dubya were ones in which he was completely inept. Oh, no...that was real life!! Hah!
Anyway, I'm back to Mr. Ed Psycho now. We're moving on to Vygotsky's theory of cognitive development. W00t.
I'm "in class" right now. At the library. I'm taking three classes at ETSU this semester, one of which is Educational Psychology, and that's an online class. I think they may have finally gotten all the bugs worked out and we're taking a break right now. So I thought I'd write a bit. It's funny, the "class" is a combination Youtube video and chat room. One girl just posted "I need to take my dog out. BRB." I never thought I'd see such a thing in a college class.
One of the classes I'm taking is a literature class that I had before (when I was but a young lass of 20) and made a D in. Now I'm not making excuses (or maybe I am), but I would like to explain how this really was not my fault. I had a completely unreasonable professor who would assign hundreds (literally, hundreds) of pages to be read each night, and then give us a quiz on the most obscure facts. The guy I've got now appears to be a lot more rational and I've thus far been able to manage everything well. I even sported my dorkitude by piping up to contribute to almost everything he asked, much to the chagrin of my younger (and less enthusiastic) compadres.
Now I'm back to Ed Psych. (I first typed "Ed Psycho" which would probably be a good name for a movie villain.) We're "discussing" Piaget's stages of development. I could do this stuff in my sleep, so hopefully this will bode well for a good grade.
Speaking of my sleep, I must share this insane dream I had about Barrack Obama the other night. I dreamt that we were in bed (ummm, yeah?) and were apparently enjoying the afterglow. I was laying there with my head on his chest and I said something about seeing him again. He replied "now baby, you know I can't leave Michelle and the girls. I don't know when I can see you again, and you're just gonna have to wean yourself off me." WEAN MYSELF OFF HIM? Afterwards, we got up and started playing pool and foosball with his buddies, because we were apparently shacking up in some sort of governmental fraternity house. I used to have sexy dreams about Bill Clinton all the time, but the only dreams I ever had about Dubya were ones in which he was completely inept. Oh, no...that was real life!! Hah!
Anyway, I'm back to Mr. Ed Psycho now. We're moving on to Vygotsky's theory of cognitive development. W00t.
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Date: 2009-09-10 10:28 pm (UTC)Hilarious dream, that! Clinton actually fondled my girlfriend between the legs and tried to get her to "come to lunch" with him but secret security were like "COUGH Sir, we have a tight schedule." Hilariouser. Oh, that scamp.
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Date: 2009-09-10 10:30 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-09-10 10:35 pm (UTC)I don't even remember the last time I logged onto MySpace and Facebook is only good for quickies. I just haven't been writing much here, nor has much of anyone else apparently. :-/ Ah well.
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Date: 2009-09-10 11:06 pm (UTC)The twist is that Wilbur's been dressing up as the horse all along to commit the murders.
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Date: 2009-09-16 05:38 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-09-10 11:48 pm (UTC)Of course, I haven't been writing much, either, but not because of facebook or twitter.
Also; Your dream = awesome.
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Date: 2009-09-16 05:39 pm (UTC)Ha..thanks. That was one of the funniest dreams I've had in a while! I need a goot Obama icon..
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Date: 2009-09-10 11:59 pm (UTC)Max...
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Date: 2009-09-16 05:39 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-09-11 12:07 am (UTC)However, I will be making posts a bit more often. I need to start providing "pithy commentary and insight" on architectural topics to increase my online presence as a means of getting more work... (that's a mouthful, but it is my goal ;-)
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Date: 2009-09-16 05:41 pm (UTC)I hope to be in town again soon, and will definitely be in next month for a wedding. Next month which will be here in just a couple of weeks...gaaahhh!!!
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Date: 2009-09-16 06:23 pm (UTC)Even if it IS next month, just make sure and save some time to visit with us next time you are down. :-)
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Date: 2009-09-11 01:12 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-09-16 05:41 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-09-11 01:33 am (UTC)Wouldn't that be more of a nightmare?
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Date: 2009-09-16 05:42 pm (UTC)I did have a nightmare about him once. It was new year's day, either 2006 or 2007. What a way to begin the new year!
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Date: 2009-09-11 03:21 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-09-16 05:43 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-09-11 04:44 am (UTC)I am trying to hook up my laptop on wireless. I have it on next to me now, two Computers, LOL. But, I am having troubles with the wireless adaptor thingy...
I hope it works this time.
The dream about Obama and Clinton...chuckles...
At least you didn't dream about John McCain...or Hilliary...
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Date: 2009-09-16 05:44 pm (UTC)No...no dreams about McCain, although I think I did once have a dream about Hillary. It was a long time ago.
How's the wireless going?
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Date: 2009-09-16 05:46 pm (UTC)What celebrities have you dreamed about?
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Date: 2009-09-11 07:48 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-09-16 05:47 pm (UTC)I've kinda checked out of politics. I pretty much expended all my energy on the Bush era.
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Date: 2009-09-11 10:09 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-09-16 05:48 pm (UTC)I can still hear him (in his normal speech-making voice) calling me "baby."
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Date: 2009-09-12 08:15 pm (UTC)Do tell more about your psycho class! :) Developmental Psych was one of my favorite classes.
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Date: 2009-09-16 05:50 pm (UTC)I've not gotten much out of it yet, sadly. They've had all sorts of technical difficulties and the professor often looks as though he is melting on-screen. My favorite psych class was Abnormal Psych. I was fascinated, learning about all the different illnesses and disorders and I even got to do a thesis on sleep disorders, citing myself!
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Date: 2009-09-16 06:38 pm (UTC)What prompted me to look for your journal is that I was in Home Depot yesterday and I had one of those experiences you've spoken about, where another customer mistakes you for an employee. I was standing at the paint counter when a woman walked up, dropped a bunch of paint chip cards down, showed me her fabric from the curtain on the door, described what she had going on in the adjacent areas, then asked if her choice was okay. I was dressed in grubby paint-stained jeans and a very ratty tee-shirt. No makeup, nothing to indicate I had any design sense at all. Weird.
I loved your dream.
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Date: 2009-09-16 07:06 pm (UTC)And yes, that sounds EXACTLY like something that would happen to me! What/who do these people think we are?