We got trouble with a capital T!

So I know that I'm part of the generation who can easily operate computers, but the last 30 minutes I have spent manipulating this particular Macintosh to do what I want has created for me a headache. Gee, thanks, Malloy Hall 108. I'm beginning to understand how my favorite boss feels when she even looks at a computer. Generally she and computers don't get along.

I'm trying to decide if cramming is an art form or a sign of mere laziness. Probably more of the latter, but nevertheless, I gave it my best shot today as I tested. I am proud of my effort because this particular class is of no interest to me and is only a requirement because the Communication Studies dept. is so small that it must include theatre, journalism, public relations and advertising. (The last of which, until recently, was included in the public relations emphasis, even though they are two different areas). Today's effort definitely deserves a pat on the back as there were no suddenly losses in crammed memory. I remember it long enough to regurgitate it on the test. That is what will bring in the good grades.

I have informed my parents of my blog, and encouraged them to check it out. I don't know if they have, but here's my shout out to them! Hi Mom! Hi Dad! (to be read as if on tv for 15 seconds of fame) You can leave a post if you want to, just click on leave a comment. I love you guys! We should teach Skeeter to blog. That would be fun! He would really enjoy it!