A Couple Updates...
Yeah, been a little since I updated my bloggy-loggy... Meh. Life known not the rules of Respectism.
Essays- I guess I should explain why my essays are not here yet. The conservationalism essay, Dams: The Solid Block, is in fact finished, but the thing is that it is already in paper and there is no file in either computer to transfer and/or use. So, that would mean that I need to copy it, but my momk is the only one who can do it effectively (she was once the fastest typist in all of Mexico, belive it or not). As for the upcoming Respectism essay, yes, it is indeed finilly getting done. I got to work on her again just yesterday and hope to have it complete by friday, if all goes well. *sigh* Bones-- just how do you do it? I am just a mortal with a numb brain, I guess.
But no, I have not stopped working on it. Also, I must make a PowerPoint presentation about Respectism and its de facto superiority to many other societal doctrines. Am I claiming too much? No. Find out more in the next essay.
Life- My dad is going to get an evaluation by a senior care specialist to find a suitable place for him to be sent to, at least for a while. It has become to bloody tormenting to me that even my code of ethics is only narrowly saving me from making a fatal swipe with my cane to the temple that could easily knock Dad unconcious for hours. Sometimes I just feel like hitting him or worse. I am a teenager, for crying out loud! And yet I must leve 24/7 with a demented father who is hoplessly crazy and authoritarian to the point of tyrrany. So, I am glad he will be sent away for a while. The master bedroom reeks, the sofa stained, the house in need of repair and our budget being cut very much because of the doctor visits he must have. At least we will get a break and a chance to clean this mess up.
But for real-- I keep the lone working gun, a small .25 snub barrel pistol, secretly stashed in my office drawer, in case things get too bad. *sigh* Even with my optimism, I have to wonder why sometimes.
My school is dropping with the family problems, too. I will be able to catch up on it when Dad is sent away, hopefully. But still, French class is killing me. Spanish class is as boring as BZP on a midnight and English has book reports coming up, like a fully-fledged pre-collegian report on the entire book of Silas Marner. *sigh*
Scouting- I am slowly receding from the Boy Scouts, and despite the fact that I will no longer be at events like the Vets Day Parade of the Scouting for Food Drive, the service projects of the OA, I will still be in my troop as a leader and as a high-adventure nutcase. :-D Really, I will sleep in a tent in 0 degrees, hike 50 miles of the Umpqua Trail, and canoe down the Rouge River but I will not go to the community service events. After all, I went to Scouting for the adventure, anyways.
Other- Chhhhhhhhhhhhhhheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeessssssssseeeeeeeeeeeeeeppppppppuuuuuuuuuuufffffffssssssssssssssss!
~EW~
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