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Greetings Earthlings ~
On this day, I woke up to the usual beeping of my cellular telephone (aka, my alarm clock) and engaged in my usual behavior of pressing the snooze button many many too many times. For several weeks, I have been afflicted with the disease known as "can't get out of bed." This morning, I dragged myself out of bed at the exact time that I should have been leaving for work. Poo on me.
So, here's what's new with me. I am taking a titillating and absolutely riveting class called "The Public Budgeting Process" and seriously, it is much too exciting, interesting, and stimulating for me. PLEASE, dull it down just a bit, I beg you God!!! It may surprise you, what with how I am constantly going on and on about my enthusiasm for the budgeting process, that I am, in fact, not at all interested in the subject matter of this class. And to clarify, this class is NOT on the POLITICS of budgeting. That would be interesting. This class is on the PROCESS of budgeting. Speaking of pressing the snooze button...I found myself nodding off for a second there. Last night in class, my class friend and I were especially enthused with the material. We were examining some graphs, and I made a number of poignant insights such as, "Wow, 1945 was a big year" and my class friend observed that the graph reminded her of a mountain range, what with all of the ups and downs. I am actually hoping to get a lot of learning out of this class, in spite of what I have just now typed.
In other news, last Friday I participated in some night skiing with Josh and Elizabeth. We arrived at the nordic lodge just as the sun was setting and it was truly awe inspiring skiing along the "Nordic Highway" at night. One moment of funnynitude was when we began or descent along the downhill section, which was not lighted (and so, was totally pitch black dark), and Elizabeth had failed to get out of the tracks and was unable to slow herself down. I still remember how she was screaming as she sped past both Josh and I. On the one hand, I was concerned with her safety, but on the other hand, I found it rather humorous...does that make me a shitty person? On our way back, we all randomly decided to take "the other trail" back, which none of us have ever skied on before. Considering that we are all very very very novice skiers, this was something of a bold move for us. In order to get to this trail, we first had to go up a somewhat steep hill. As novices, we had no one available to instruct us on proper hill-climbing techniques, and it was quite the ridiculous situation. We struggled and struggled and fell a number of times as we inched our way up. Good thing that we were all in delightable spirits, otherwise it might have been a bit frustrating. This other trail, once we got there, ended up being a lovely rolling hills kind of thing, which proved to be exceptional fun. Everyone fell down many times and we were all squealing in delight. Another very funny moment happened right as we were approaching the nordic lodge from the rear. There was a short but steep downhill thing to go down. As I am an incredible novice, I was feeling as though I had no control over myself as I was going down this steep thing. I noted that there was a family approaching the intersection of the steep trail and I SCREAMED "WATCH OUT!" as though I was seriously about to come crashing into them. I was, however, not going at all fast and was, however, not anywhere near to the intersection and there was, in fact, plenty of time for the family to casually and calmly cross the intersection before I would be anywhere near to the bottom of the hill. So after screaming at the family, I noted the utter ridiculousness of my panic, and went into a laughing fit which compromised the stability of my skiing efforts and further undermined my ability to get to the bottom of the hill. I surmise that the family found me rather odd.
Another bit of news that I feel compelled to share, is that I've been quite excited about politics these days. Given the state of my country's politics these past eight years, I am absolutely EXSTATIC at the thought of having SOMEONE ELSE as my head of state. Anyone, even a MORMON REPUBLICAN, would be a better president. And though I just threw up a little in my mouth at having just typed those words, I am very happy that we have presidential term limits in this country. Yay. At present, there is word that a very awesome Democratic hopeful will be coming to little ol' red Idaho to rally some supporters. I could just PEE myself! In addition, I have every intention of skipping my thrilling budgeting class to participate in the Super Tuesday Democratic Caucus.