Blatherings of an Extroverted Bookworm

The Paradox of Choice

This gentleman discusses and hits on points that have occurred to me over the years. I hope to pick up his book sometime soon.

Had a slight fever last night and woke up with a throat that felt like someone scraped the living hell out of it. So, no going to work for me so that I don't pass this on to the babies. I'm 100% sure I caught this from one of the kids last Thursday. Fuck. I've been there since September and this is the 3rd time I am certain I caught a bug from the little ankle-biters. Went to the doctor and got a note stating that I should be ok to go back to work on Thursday. And like I figured, the only thing he could prescribe me was amoxicillan because chances are good I'll be ovulating within the next 2 weeks and if luck is with us, things will work. Eh, I'll just suffer through this, it's not so bad (fever/sore throat/congestion) compared to how I was sick as a fucking dog the night before Thanksgiving into that Saturday. That experience was borderline horrific. Still, feeling like shit greatly reduced my patience and it seemed like the Asshole Brigade was out in full force--there were 3 people today who came within a hair's breadth of getting cussed out by me left & right. Inconsiderate motherfuckers abound, I tell ya. #1 was the chick at the community college's registrar's office who was singularly unhelpful AND had a snippy attitude with me over a mistake that the COLLEGE made on my midterm transcript, and I was trying to find out how to get it looked into. #2 was some bitch at the store who tried to cut in front of me at the line to the register. #3 was the bitch who was sitting next to me on the bus; she asked for pardon so she could get up for her stop and tried to push her way into the aisle before I even had a chance to get up and take my parcel off the floor. She had the nerve to look bewildered when I asked her to please let me get up before trying to climb right over me. I am sure in my feverish state this seems like a bigger deal than it really is, but considering how I am feeling I won't be honest if I don't say: FUCK YOU, BITCHES. Ah, there, I feel much better now ;).

I Was a Teenage Feminist

renegade_geek posted about this a while back, I finally watched it last night. I found it to be worth watching so I'm now spreading the word.

I am working on my final project for class tomorrow. Next week all we're doing is picking up the final project and our grade for the class. I can't fucking wait! Two class meetings that will probably consist of about 15-20 minutes each, tops, to be followed by 5 free Saturdays before next semester. Feels positively luxurious! Next semester we'll be in class from 9am-2pm, a whole hour longer than we had to deal with this semester (it's technically going to be 2 classes, 1 from 9-12:25 and the other from1-1:45. gah) The very thought gives me headache. Ah, well, you gotta do whatcha gotta do.

Last week we went to Macy's and ordered a new recliner. It arrived today and we LOVE it! This is what we got, only our model has slightly smaller dimensions and doesn't have the rocking function. We have it in the same color displayed in the photo. We put it in our living room in the spot where the rocking chair was. The rocking chair belonged to fings' grandfather in the years before he passed away and while we think it's a nice chair, it's not terribly comfortable for sitting in for long periods of time (mostly uncomfortable for me, though Fings wouldn't sit it in all that much, either). Hell, I can't remember the last time I sat in it for more than 5 minutes. And as small as our living room, it just got to the point where it made no damn sense to have a chair in it that we don't like to sit in. So we have a lovely chair good for sitting, napping, and being cozy with a book ^_^. Now we have to figure out what to do with the rocking chair.

My apologies to LJ land: I've been sucking ass at reading and commenting on journals for a while and I'm sorry :(. Also, there's a bunch of stuff I wanted to post about last month, and I didn't. I'm kicking myself now. Bleah. Must be a better LJer, I'm keeping this damn blog for reasons!

Going to hit the sofa to watch some season 2 of Avatar: The Last Airbender, eat ice cream, and have my loving husband rub my poor aching feet :).

Heroes producer admits they've goofed. Good, maybe fings and I will go back to watching the series at some point. We'll see...

The toys on the 2007 WATCH list and the companies that make them are:

1. Go Diego Go Animal Rescue boat, by Fisher Price. Contains lead paint.
2. Sticky Stones, GeoCentral. Magnetized stones that, if swallowed, could "stick together across the intestines, causing serious infections and death."
3. Jack Sparrow's Spinning Dagger, Zizzle. Viewed as eye hazard.
4. Dora The Explorer Lamp, Funhouse. Potential for electric shocks and burns.
5. Lil "Giddy Up" Horse — Sassy Pet Saks, Douglas. Contains fibers and small parts that could be a choking hazard.
6. Spider Man 3 New Goblin Sword, Hasbro. Rigid plastic could cause injuries.
7. Hip Hoppa, by Spin Master Ltd. and Vivid Imaginations, Ltd. A combination footboard and bouncing ball that children jump on has the potential for head and other injuries.
8. B'Loonies Party Park, Ja-Ru, Inc. Children blow balloon-like toy out of substance squeezed from tube. Has potential for chemical ingestion.
9. My Little Baby Born, Entertainment, Inc.; Zapf Creations AG. Baby doll comes attached to tiny pacifier that could be swallowed.
10. Rubber Band Shooter, Simple Toys LLC. Shoots rubber bands and presents eye hazard.