As I'm sure you've all noted in your Knickers Maloney Stalker Journals, I'm in the last semester of a Bachelor of Science in Nursing. This morning, I had one of my final pieces of assessment - a medical calculations exam - which was one of those lovely get-100%-or-get-out jobbies; you fail and have to repeat the…
... I was wondering how old everyone is? Because sometimes, I feel OLD, and I don't know if I know how to be 36. Am I middle aged? Am I young? I don't know, and it occupies my mind far more than I suspect it should.
Ah, Cracked, you unreliable source of funny you. Sometimes you're great, most times you're meh, and then there's times like this when I nod and blink slowly at the screen ...but then I get sad that I agree and try to pretend I don't and I'm cool and spicy and more energetic than a cat in a sunbeam. Then I link to it…
Life, like the moon, is a harsh mistress sometimes. Eldest spawn of pants and I were just wondering who was coming to Australia this year for the two comic cons, and got a little excited when we saw the list:
It was transformers who, while individually awesome, could connect together and make a greater than its parts, right?
How does no one notice how creepy Hannibal is? Why is everyone just "oh hey dude psychobabble burble burble" and not a one of their Creepometers going BEEPEDDY BEEP BEEP ALERT! ALERT!
Christmas watching at our house:
There's been some timely body image posts around these parts. Timely, because it's been on my mind more so than usual for the last couple days (if it's not on my mind, I'm either super busy or asleep) due to being out in the publics more than I normally am.
...one of mine is studying for Year Ten exams, and has come up with the most amazing study technique.
...and point them in my general direction. I have an exam this afternoon on pediatrics, and I mustly must get at least 75% or I will not graduate in July, souffles will collapse, empires will crumble etc etc.
This is something I've been wrestling with for the last day or so, prompted by the Angry Girl post and the Tone Policing one. On the one hand, I think I get it. Focusing on the way someone is speaking rather than the what deflects from their argument. It can be - it IS - a silencing tactic. Sometimes people don't have…
Milo, what is your problem brother? Usually, you are my favourite. I thought we were good. That we understood each other. I thought we had a deal. I would take you to Dog Beach, and you would make me happy by running around like an idiot in the waves, making friends and looking like the star of a dog food commercial.…
When my daughter was about 3 or 4, we lived in a normal suburban house, pretty much on Middleclass Street, Could-be-anywhere Town. The kids' bedrooms were down a fairly long hall from ours, and she slept in one of those little toddler beds, with her older sister across from her room at the end of the hall.
Look what was waiting for me this morning! I am going to go get a DC, put Miss Three down for a nap, and look at all the Things. Woot!