Life Notes
It's the little things, like:
I am taking the GRE tomorrow. I guess I am not going to study. I recall 3-4-5 triangles, sohcahtoa, need to look up circumference vs area of a circle (one is 2pir and the other is pirsquared and I can never remember which is which.) Have figured out where it is, printed out directions, written down the number to send my score to. Still need to talk to mr. flea about the plan, since Saturday is usually errand day.
Trying to get Casper into swim lessons for the summer, and maybe me and Dillo, too - but the incompetent city parks website doesn't have a summer schedule up yet, and when I called the pool the even more incompetent person said that they were full for now, and I said I don't want now, I want summer, and she said to call back the first week of May. And now I have to remember to do that. It's $50 for I think 6 weeks, which is reasonable, I guess. Maybe it would be a good idea to try and get one of Casper's friends to do it with her.
mr. flea mentioned this week, for the first time, that he's giving a paper in Tampa the week of May 15, and the conference runs Tues-Sun. He said, "Can't your mother or your sister come down to help out?" Well, I suppose (if you plan to still be unemployed and on a road trip that week, do let me know, sister), but some people do tend to plan things in advance, you know?
I am desperate to do the Quicken - it is long overdue and who knows how much money we have. Also, I have to attach W-2s and re-file our state taxes, since stupid Turbotax wouldn't let us e-file and gave us wrong directions for print filing.
Like that. I could add to the list. Why is everything so complicated?
I am taking the GRE tomorrow. I guess I am not going to study. I recall 3-4-5 triangles, sohcahtoa, need to look up circumference vs area of a circle (one is 2pir and the other is pirsquared and I can never remember which is which.) Have figured out where it is, printed out directions, written down the number to send my score to. Still need to talk to mr. flea about the plan, since Saturday is usually errand day.
Trying to get Casper into swim lessons for the summer, and maybe me and Dillo, too - but the incompetent city parks website doesn't have a summer schedule up yet, and when I called the pool the even more incompetent person said that they were full for now, and I said I don't want now, I want summer, and she said to call back the first week of May. And now I have to remember to do that. It's $50 for I think 6 weeks, which is reasonable, I guess. Maybe it would be a good idea to try and get one of Casper's friends to do it with her.
mr. flea mentioned this week, for the first time, that he's giving a paper in Tampa the week of May 15, and the conference runs Tues-Sun. He said, "Can't your mother or your sister come down to help out?" Well, I suppose (if you plan to still be unemployed and on a road trip that week, do let me know, sister), but some people do tend to plan things in advance, you know?
I am desperate to do the Quicken - it is long overdue and who knows how much money we have. Also, I have to attach W-2s and re-file our state taxes, since stupid Turbotax wouldn't let us e-file and gave us wrong directions for print filing.
Like that. I could add to the list. Why is everything so complicated?
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I hope that the scheduling/accounting/tax issues work themselves out!
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I didn't prep at all for the multiple choice, and I aced it. I did horribly on the writing, for a number of reasons that won't affect you (ADD-tweaks and rush hour traffic resulting in nearly being late for the test and such) and, I suspect, one reason that might (my humanities-born tendency to complexify the question into a lot of "maybe, but..." rather than just answering the thing.)
Note that the school in question still took me.
Also, if the seestor finds a job in the next few weeks, let us know if you need help with anything while Mr. Flea is away.
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Otherwise, i am not one to give advice on GRE or similar standardized tests--I'm one of those freaks who does very well on them. I wrote a whole essay on whether believing in psychics and aliens was valid, and namechecked Nancy Regan having a psychic....and said it wasn't any less valid than believing in God. It was ridiculous, but fun.