Hope y'all had a nice T-giving. Glad to say I am feeling better. I am now off the OTCs and also have my appetite back. I can also get up before noon. That is real progress! By Monday I ought to be back to "normal", whatever the hell that is...

...speaking of which, for those of you who don't know, I am outing myself as a Prisoner geek. If you haven't ever seen it, it's worth much more than the cost of renting it (assuming you can get your hands on a rental copy from someplace like Blockbuster; you'll have better luck on-line I am sure). May as well buy it though, you'll want to watch the series more than once. Here is some good commentary on it. Redeems the entire medium of television, if you ask me.

Sick... cough, cough... it's been growing in me like I am a human Petri dish... now it is ready for sale. It's a head thing, thankfully coming only with its own cough and swimmy/congested head. But that's that. Oh yeah, no energy. I was able to get into work last week but the week-end seems to have been the final trick. So, I am at home here today. It has given me a chance to look at the semi-official Rochester Wiki, so I can look at all the neat stuff I don't feel up to doing!

Admissions boards face 'grade inflation'

You know, I couldn't get into an ordinary undergrad program at a decent private school today. Most people from my generation who I still know couldn't, either. Or is it that the grades really are getting uber-inflated? But 30 or 40 valedictorians from one school? As I understand it, you're only supposed to mint one, two maybe if there is a tie for wonderfulness... but 30 or 40?

I would be utterly lost, I am sure, if I were in today's high school/pre-college climate. I am quite sure it would drive me insane. >)

Speaking of insanity, the last Sat-AM class for my EMT course was today (had fun, too-- got to play with nifty things like "the jaws of life" and so on). I can see the light at the end of the tunnel. Soon I will be taking the practical exam, then the written. It will be nice to put this course to bed and get my week-nights back.

OK, this is from the pound-of-flesh department... ever pay off a credit card either by cash or balance transfer and then the next cycle get a bill for the difference in interest, even if it's utterly negligible? I mean, really, what the hell is $1.50 to the bloody Bank of America??!

I voted today. This is what I did... I went to my polling place, signed in, closed the curtain in the booth, repeatedly beat my forehead against the voting levers until they pulled me out of it (and it wasn't easy-- those election officers are all at least 70 years old and not as strong as they used to be. It took eight of them just to get me out of the machine. By then though, the police had shown up.) It was pretty messy, blood and pieces of my scalp all over the place. Anyway, the cops placed me into "mental health custody" and an ambulance came and took me to the hospital. The D.A. is considering filing charges pending a psychological evaluation. Let's keep fingers crossed that they think I'm crazy and just cut me loose.

Gotta run now... I hear footsteps and if they catch me here at the nursing station's computer, who knows what they'll do. Bye!