i sincerely love thanksgiving. I always go to my parent's house in kansas and my brothers all come over and we hide from my parents downstairs and watch youtube videos of stupid shit like powerthirst and some mexican guy shredding to pachelbel canon. then we sit down to eat like the family in Christmas Vacation. my mom is always red-faced and manic about finishing all the food in time, my Grandma is mean to your face in a really nice-sounding way while my grandfather nurses a crown royal on ice and avoids my grandmother, me and my brother Max quietly make fun of my dad for being a huge dork all the time, my brother Brian carries around an empty beer can that he spits chaw juice into, and my brother Fred always does something weird, because he is cousin Eddie.
happy thanksgiving.
my humps
are cancer-free! check it out. in case i haven't already told you, blubbered into your shoulder, called you at 4 in the morning, inappropriately gchatted you, shown up at your workplace uninvited to talk about myself, or over-nighted you my ultrasound results, I've recently had a not-really-but-kinda cancer scare. i won't go into gory details, but the moral of this story is LADIEZ. go to the doctor right now and demand they feel you up until you're sure there's nothing in there that shouldn't be. its never too early to get checked (update: apparently it can be?). tell your friends, go make an appmt, I'll wait.
good girl.
ps, i'd like to thank the US health care system for providing me all that awesome insurance while I was an independent contractor/unemployed that allowed me to catch this creepy lump of not-cancer before it had grown to the size of a gumball. Not.
good girl.
ps, i'd like to thank the US health care system for providing me all that awesome insurance while I was an independent contractor/unemployed that allowed me to catch this creepy lump of not-cancer before it had grown to the size of a gumball. Not.
young americans
Hi, so I have no idea how I did on my midterms but i know that I feel AWFUL. but slightly less awful than before or during the tests. thank god there is such EGREGIOUS GRADE INFLATION at this school that it is in fact impossible to get less than a B+. For example, if, hypothetically, on my first Microeconomics exam, I got, let's say, for illustrative purposes, a 57/100. THAT'S A B+. Someone call the world bank and give me a Nobel because I am an above average economist.
This week has seen the transition from failing Econ and Quant exams to ramping up for the Great Big Fat Budget Simulation for my Politics class. For this project, the whole class is assigned a role either in the Obama Administration, the Senate, the Press, plus OMB and CBO. We have 3 weeks to pass a budget lowering the federal deficit from nearly $1.5 trillion to $279B or the gov't shuts down. Guess who I get to play. Come on guess... Kathleen Sebelius! I am the muhfuckin US Secretary of Health and Human Services and all your health care reformz are belong to us. Go Jayhawks.
This friday, my administration is releasing our budget to the full Senate for them to hack to pieces before next Friday, the 20th, when we all get together and make floor speeches and debate late into the evening until we all vote on a budget and then break for pizza. just like in real Congress! except if dickheads like Joe Leiberman or Tom Coburn or Olympia Snowe cause problems and we don't come to a vote before pizza, we all come back together and start stabbing each other in the back and drinking out of flasks and gchatting strategy across the chamber and buying and selling votes like commodities futures. just like real Congress! i'm feeling so patriotic.
This week has seen the transition from failing Econ and Quant exams to ramping up for the Great Big Fat Budget Simulation for my Politics class. For this project, the whole class is assigned a role either in the Obama Administration, the Senate, the Press, plus OMB and CBO. We have 3 weeks to pass a budget lowering the federal deficit from nearly $1.5 trillion to $279B or the gov't shuts down. Guess who I get to play. Come on guess... Kathleen Sebelius! I am the muhfuckin US Secretary of Health and Human Services and all your health care reformz are belong to us. Go Jayhawks.
This friday, my administration is releasing our budget to the full Senate for them to hack to pieces before next Friday, the 20th, when we all get together and make floor speeches and debate late into the evening until we all vote on a budget and then break for pizza. just like in real Congress! except if dickheads like Joe Leiberman or Tom Coburn or Olympia Snowe cause problems and we don't come to a vote before pizza, we all come back together and start stabbing each other in the back and drinking out of flasks and gchatting strategy across the chamber and buying and selling votes like commodities futures. just like real Congress! i'm feeling so patriotic.
weakonomics
sorry i can't come to my blog right now, but abby is busy trying to crawl out of a dark pit of midterms and unhappiness. after this week's events, i will hopefully achieve a pareto-improvement in my level of barely-holding-onto-a-thin-facade-of-mental-stability. someone hold me back before i jump straight off this utility possibilities frontier. this week is one fat stretch of dead weight loss. omg econ humorz hahaha.
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