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January 2006 archives
The following are all the entries published for the month of January 2006. exams and awards and a birthday
Sunday 22 January, 2006 at 11:27AM (Nereus) :: permalink :: comments (7) Don't think I mentioned my exam results from the Fall semester. I ended up with four A's and one A-, so my GPA now sits at 3.934 after 50 credits, which is groovy (for NZ readers, GPA stands for grade point average - the maximum attainable is a 4.0). The A- was for the Federal Taxation exam which I knew would be relatively hard, and was certainly not helped by the fact the exam was delayed until early January because of the MTA strike action in late December - most likely would have scored an A if not for that delay and the holiday in the interim - I mean seriously, who the hell is going to study while on vacation?
Apparently I'll be included in the National Dean's List this year. I thought the Dean's List was just some internal thing for each college / university only, but apparently not - according to the letter they just sent me, I'm in the top ½ a percent of the students from over 2,500 colleges and universities across the United States. I guess that'll look good on the resumé. I was just checking out their website - interesting to note in the 2003 list, 72% of the recipients were female. I suspected as much. Speaks volumes doesn't it... and still the bulk of CEO's etc are male. It's my birthday today btw. Happy birthday me. Nothing special planned - we're supposed to go into the Plaza (a shopping center in Brooklyn) to return some stuff to Macys we ordered online (didn't fit right) and maybe watch a movie. I actually want to see The Chronicles of Narnia: The Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe movie - I enjoyed the C.S.Lewis series of books when I was little, so I'm hoping the movie is good too. Yeah, some might say it's a girly kids movie, but I don't give a toss. hehe. Cheers. las vegas vacation
Friday 13 January, 2006 at 10:37AM (Nereus) :: permalink :: comments (3) This is the story of our trip to Las Vegas during the Christmas break 2005. We flew direct to Vegas on Friday morning (23rd December) for a week-long vacation at the MGM Grand, which is right on 'the strip' in Vegas. The flight there took about 5½ hours, but since we crossed a time line in the process, we gained a few hours - the local time of arrival was only 2½ hours after we left . The flight afforded us amazing views of the canyons and desert as we approached Las Vegas..
Due to visitors with slower connection speeds having problems loading the original entry here because of the sheer size of it with all the images included on one page, I have moved and spread the story of our Las Vages vacation into a series of separate pages over on the photo section of the website, so please read about it there and if you wish to comment, you may do so there, or return here to comment if you wish. one-eyed cat
Monday 9 January, 2006 at 11:27PM (Nereus) :: permalink :: comments (4) Cy, short for Cyclopes, a kitten born with only one eye and no nose, is shown in this photo provided by its owner in Redmond, Oregon, on Wednesday, Dec. 28, 2005.
The kitten, a ragdoll breed, which died after living for one day, was one of two in the litter. Its sibling was born normal and healthy. It's kinda cute don't ya think? Source: Yahoo News. we're sick and tired of raising your young
Sunday 8 January, 2006 at 2:09PM (Nereus) :: permalink :: comments (1) This letter from Grey Claw, Wolf, at The Onion.
I was roaming the forest the other day, just marking my territory, when what do I come across? That's right, a human infant. Boy, was I pissed. I'm sure the poor little waif was orphaned in a plane crash or something, and, of course, I was supposed to take it into my pack and raise it like one of our own. Well, screw that: We've got enough humans to raise already. We wolves have our own offspring to rear, you know. It's not like we're just sitting around all day, waiting for another one of your little twerps to fall off a cruise ship. Do you think that after a hard day of hunting, I want to come back to the cave and look after some hairless, wormy thing that isn't even going to pass on my genetic information? Do I look like a fucking nanny? If it were just a plane-crash survivor every now and again, I could deal with it. But when you figure in the whitewater-rafting disasters, the mountain-climbing accidents, and the attacking bears that kill the parents but spare the children, those orphaned infants really start to add up. I'm working my paws to the bone as it is. And it wouldn't be nearly so bad if your babies weren't so helpless. Our pups are weaned and out of the den within nine weeks. A human child can't even walk until it reaches 15 months. Fifteen months! Talk about pathetic: By that age, our young are having kids of their own. I'm sorry if I sound bitter, but I have to speak up, or the situation will only get worse. I'm the alpha female of a pretty good-sized pack, and it's hard enough finding, eating and regurgitating food for my own pups, much less a bunch of human children. I do my best to make ends meet, but your young are so picky it's next to impossible. They'll eat the partially digested berries I bring them, but they refuse to swallow the chipmunk meat I vomit into their mouths. If I injure a squirrel and put it in front of one of your young, the baby just lies there and wails at the top of its lungs for hours. Christ! Then there's the problem of basic hygiene. Haven't you ever heard of licking yourself clean after you shit? How revolting. Our offspring instinctively know to wash themselves from the moment they're born. Then again, there are a lot of things our offspring instinctively know. I know what you're thinking - we shouldn't drag your infants back to the den in the first place, if all we're going to do is bitch about it, right? After all, we could just send them out to start their own pack when winter approaches. To tell you the truth, we have driven a few of the more annoying ones out, but we always feel so guilty when we find their half-eaten carcasses a few days later. After the fifth or sixth time, it's hard to act like you didn't know it would happen. Worst of all, in that rare instance when you do come to retrieve your missing kid, we don't get so much as a thank you. No, you just grab him and race back to "civilization" as fast as possible, so he can unlearn everything we taught him about marking his territory and stalking prey. No wonder wolves have been known occasionally to attack humans - you're a bunch of ungrateful bastards. So the next time you lose one of your damn kids in the woods, you can forget about us raising it, because it ain't happening. Let the fucking elk do it. happy new year
Sunday 1 January, 2006 at 4:42PM (Nereus) :: permalink :: comments (8) Happy New Years everyone! We've been on vacation Las Vegas for the last week - what a great trip - and we actually came out ahead as far as the gambling thing goes! Saw some amazing shows but have a lot to do right now as I start classes tomorrow (despite the rest of the country still being on holiday ..grr) so I will write a big post in a few days if everything goes to plan. Cheers. |
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Listen, humans, I am really starting to get tired of this crap. Get your shit together and learn to keep better track of your young, because we wolves are seriously sick of raising them.