Just call us the Gonzos...Gonzo Hobbit Holers!! (erm...that's a slight reference to jerry jeff walker's "Gonzo compadres")...we love our mommies!
Hey howdy there! [sip]
Gonna be werkin' off and on this evening... but checking in anyway. [sip] some things you just don't wanna do sober.
But the good news is that I got the beertender here in the lobby to switch the TV over to FN. This should be fun...
Back from the class...it was intro stuff since it's just starting out, but I really think this will be good for me.
On the other hand...can I rant?
I walked into the class and sat down in the second row. I was the only girl, as I expected (girls just don't seem to take networking classes, more's the pity), and also the oldest - the rest of the class is all 19 or 20 year old boys, mostly of the sloppy gaming variety. Not that all gamers are like that...but you know the type.
Second I sit down, I hear this conversation start in back of me - first boy says something like "*mutter mutter* cute." Second says "What!? That woman that just walked in? DUDE, you need to get out more." First one hastily says "NO", he meant so-and-so. Now...I realize that to them, I'm an old hag already, and that I don't exactly dress "hot", also that all of this matters zilch, so I spent the rest of the class feeling annoyed, and most of all feeling annoyed that I was annoyed.
When am I gonna grow up and stop being a hyper-insecure mess of a human being? Geesh!
But the class itself is good. I'm going to enjoy that, in any case. *sigh*