Tuesday turbulence
There's nothing quite like stop and mostly stop traffic first thing in the morning to color your outlook for the day. Fortunately, Houston has a fairly decent classical music station - KRTS - so it was only my hands - from clutching the steering wheel - and my toes - from riding the clutch, the brake, and the gas pedal - that cramped and not my whole body.
I've already finished a lab that had 45 minutes allocated to it. It took me about 10 minutes. And I've just taken my first swallow of coffee. I don't know when I'll update this post next, but I will pretty it up when I get home tonight.
Updated: 9:59 a.m. OK, so I updated a little sooner than I thought and prettied it up before I got home. The class is taking it's mid-morning break so I'm blogging.
Updated: 3:11 p.m. Help me! I'm trapped! I've been kidnapped by wannabe VB.net programmers and I'm being held prisoner in a frigid classroom in an uncomfortable chair. Save me, Obi Wan! You're my only hope!
Updated: 7:16 p.m. I'm home! Hurrah!
Alright, so I've been home for about an hour. I've been catching up on email and bloglines and Shadowmarch and . . . and . . . all that stuff.
I decided to take a walk on the wild side this afternoon and I took 610 to 288 to get home instead of the Tollway to 288. Naturally, since there's been major street work going on and things were not as I remembered them from my last trip up about a year ago, I wound up going the wrong way because I got stuck in the wrong lane. I wound up on 59 but I got off, circled round, and got on 610 as I'd planned. Despite a couple of patches of stop and stop some more traffic, it actually took less time to get home, about 1/2 hour less. I was just a shattered hulk of a woman when I arrived at my door instead of a chain smoking psychopathic alcoholic on a road rage spree.
I actually enjoyed today's class. VB.net is making a bit more sense and the instructor actually got some class discussion going and there was laughing at funny things. Did I mention there are only seven students in the class and I'm the oldest and the only female and the only one with 'official' programming skills? I'm u-neek.
I've already finished a lab that had 45 minutes allocated to it. It took me about 10 minutes. And I've just taken my first swallow of coffee. I don't know when I'll update this post next, but I will pretty it up when I get home tonight.
Updated: 9:59 a.m. OK, so I updated a little sooner than I thought and prettied it up before I got home. The class is taking it's mid-morning break so I'm blogging.
Updated: 3:11 p.m. Help me! I'm trapped! I've been kidnapped by wannabe VB.net programmers and I'm being held prisoner in a frigid classroom in an uncomfortable chair. Save me, Obi Wan! You're my only hope!
Updated: 7:16 p.m. I'm home! Hurrah!
Alright, so I've been home for about an hour. I've been catching up on email and bloglines and Shadowmarch and . . . and . . . all that stuff.
I decided to take a walk on the wild side this afternoon and I took 610 to 288 to get home instead of the Tollway to 288. Naturally, since there's been major street work going on and things were not as I remembered them from my last trip up about a year ago, I wound up going the wrong way because I got stuck in the wrong lane. I wound up on 59 but I got off, circled round, and got on 610 as I'd planned. Despite a couple of patches of stop and stop some more traffic, it actually took less time to get home, about 1/2 hour less. I was just a shattered hulk of a woman when I arrived at my door instead of a chain smoking psychopathic alcoholic on a road rage spree.
I actually enjoyed today's class. VB.net is making a bit more sense and the instructor actually got some class discussion going and there was laughing at funny things. Did I mention there are only seven students in the class and I'm the oldest and the only female and the only one with 'official' programming skills? I'm u-neek.
1 Comments:
I have always thought you were u-neek but try to enjoy the class and ignore the drive up and back.
also stop pretending you are with me and gettiing lost - or you could wind up in Louisiana.
Post a Comment
<< Home