are difficult to clean out.

after 7 years, I felt(and saw) that it was high time to clean out my keboard. Wait, what? Why not just buy a new keyboard?

Because this one came with my original computer, and it is a really good keyboard, and it has history with me. So instead of being a consumerist jerkface, I took it apart and cleaned it.

And wow, did it need cleaning. Of course, it took roughly 3 attempts at putting it together again to get all the keys working, but now they do.

mmm….good times.

that graph is the graph of my website. to see it being created, go to this site

to enter your own blog in, go here.

It has directions there as well to see how your own blog/site may look graphed out. It’s pretty keen. It gives different representations of the coding that goes into the website. I like it.

who thought I’d never accomplish anything because I went to BSU for my undergrad, while you went to uppity up schools:

I acheived a master’s degree in English after my undergrad:
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and while getting that, these are the grades I carried at Pacifica a PhD TRACK PROGRAM!:
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So, it goes to show that you were wrong. I have accomplished something, regardless of your opinions of both my academic capabilities and my choice of schools.

IN YOUR FACE!!!!!!!!!

Now, regular readers of this blog who didn’t know me in high school, I don’t hold grudges much. But this particular grudge came into being because of some people(valedictorian competitors(yeah, I hung with the nerds in high school(knowledge bowl, debate, math league, a one act play or two, orchestra, speech)) and their attitude just rubbed the wrong way, especially senior year) and I can’t deal very well with snooty people, esp. when it is based on something so silly as college choice, and esp. when that choice is motivated both for economic and grade reasons(I sluffed off something fierce junior and senior year, but still managed a 3.67)…but they thought they were right.

This just goes to show that all of my high school friends who thought that I couldn’t get anywhere because of my choices that THEY WERE WRONG…and as usual, I was (and am) RIGHT.

Ok, I’m done now. This is probably the last time you’ll hear about this until you’ve all gotta call me Dr. Froyd- 2 years or so, w00t!

the invitations have started. one of my good friends from eurospring(and who went to Ireland with me) is getting hitched, and his is the first invitation.

I hate going to these things alone.