Friday, August 5, 2005

Franz Ferdinand--Take Me Out

Well, I can't believe I made it back online this week, what with my track record lately and all. I've got a copyediting assignment that I'm working on, but I'll definitely make the rounds tonight. As you can see, I just got my hands on the Haru wo Daiteita 2005 Calendar images and am working up some wallpapers. I went with some weird pink as the text color, but I'm not sure that it really "works it" yet. Anyway, I adore Youka Nitta's style, and so I thought I'd share--hope you enjoy! Went to my granddad's b-day party on Sunday. He turned 80 while no one was looking. My cousin told the most horrible/funny account of her trip to the doctor. As bad as I think it is for a doctor to call her patient an uneducated fool, the shoe sometimes fits, however inappropriate the time for such revelations. [Some history about my cousin--feel free to scroll down past the bracketed portion: My cousin took community college classes over and over again until she finally passed enough of them to go on to a 4 year college. Most people take community college classes for financial reasons, or because they know that they will adjust well to them and that such classes will catch them up on any type of remedial knowledge they may not have received in high school. After community college, she attended a college that gave her the most credits for finally skidding by with very low scores, even after she took her community college classes multiple times (lax professors didn't want to deal with her again, my cousin freely admitted at the time). Then, she proceeded to do the same at a 4 year university. When she finally graduated--as an education major, mind you; this from a girl who sees no value in the written word and can barely string two standard English sentences together--she couldn't pass the test that would allow her to actually teach in the state of Tennessee. What does she do? She goes to another state which doesn't require such a test. Now, this girl, whom I love dearly but cannot credit with lots of brain power, is teaching you or your children. I implore you. Please, do not take your education as a joke. End of brief history.] She perceives the doctor to be condescending to her. Which said doctor probably was. My cousin is smart enough to recognize when people think she's stupid, but she doesn't try to prevent these occurrences by modifying her behavior or her language. She decides, after the doctor tells her that her account of her symptoms is "disorganized" and "impossible to follow," to cuss at the doctor, demand some sort of medication for her ailment, and leave on her high horse without a proper diagnosis. Do you know the reason why she related this story? Because she thinks she was misdiagnosed. Now, I'm no rocket scientist myself, but if I were to give a confused account to the doctor of my symptoms and then cuss at her when she sought clarification, and demand any ol' medication without clearing up the doctor's confusion, a misdiagnosis wouldn't surprise me. You? Well, enough about my family. I've got catching up to do with my friends here! I also see a long PM from nausicaa0 in the messages list, which I hope I shall have time to respond to in detail. I'll be coming around to your sites just as soon as I can grab some lunch and some coffee (yes, the addiction still runs strong). Unfortunately, typing this up has taken longer than I thought, and at 3PM, I'm famished! BTW: went to IHOP for breakfast. I <3 pancakes.

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