Two classes done so far, and I'm pondering a nice blog entry for later tonight...
Got homework halfway done for one class and none of it is even due until next Wednesday, didn't have homework in the other class.
I think someone may have screwed up my schedule and slapped me in the wrong Lab class for my degree program, or they may have switched the class time on me. We'll see in about an hour.
I'll be going home this weekend to pick up my tack and bring it for Monday.
I love my college. While standing in the hall waiting for the previous class to be done with the room that my business class is held in, I overheard this conversation:
"What do you do?"
"I'm a team roper, a heeler."
"What? I'm a team roper and I've never seen you at practice..."
"Huh? No, I don't rodeo for the *school* I do it on my own..."
Follow this by the Rodeo *team* member looking down his nose at the other guy and saying, "Oh, so you're just an amateur."
It was so hard not to just bust out laughing. Partly because at nearly any other college it would be basketball or football or some such. Partly because the little snot that was being so self-righteous didn't see one of the other rodeo team members behind him rolling their eyes.