a bunch of randomness

"Surveys show that the #1 fear of Americans is public speaking. #2 is death. Death is #2. That means that at a funeral, the average American would rather be in the casket than doing the eulogy." Seriously, how freaky is that!?

Anyway...so I'm sitting here at work after day 3 back to school. Let me just say - I love my job. I didn't realize how much I love my job (now that it has changed of course) until I started back to school. My job requires little to no brain activity and lets me sit at a computer all day long. I enter shot records...thousands and thousands of shot records...into the district database. That's it...well, except for the occasional (and much welcomed) enrollment form. Seriously, I love my job. Don't get me wrong, I loved the Registrar's Office...but that job was really stressful and the pay so did NOT make up for it. Seriously - $5.25 an hour? After being there TWO years?! No thank you! I made that much babysitting when I was like 11! I'm making twice the money and working half the hours...tell me this job doesn't rock my world!

So, school...yeah...it sucks pretty much. I am in a lot of lower level classes because that's what happens when you change your major from Elementary Education to Business Management your senior year! So, I feel really old in all of my classes...but I think most of them are going to be pretty stinkin easy (knock on wood). I have a very wide array of teachers...One is a cute little old lady that teaches Economics and finds the stupidest of things hilarious. She's precious...I'm going to like her a lot if I can get past her creepy old lady hands (some of her fingers stick straight out and never bend) and her drawn on eyebrows (that are about 6 shades of red darker than her gray/red hair). Anyway, she's cute...Now...my Math teacher on the other hand...oh my gosh! He is an OCD, nervous Armenian that has a serious accent. When I say nervous, I mean NERVOUS. He is like your stereotypical immigrant. Says "ok" a lot (especially in places it's not needed), reiterates everything he says about 25541634361 times....oh and don't even get me started on his eyebrows...they seriously remind me of Strong Bad's drawn on eyebrows...anyway..he's umm an odd one. I really think his class will be easy - i mean, he DOES drive the point home over and over again. I'm NOT going to like the fact that he definitely keeps us every second of class. Seriously - who does a lesson and assigns homework the first day of class?

Oh and then there's a problem - my TTH 1:30 teacher (accounting i think?) doesn't have an attendance policy. SOOOOO not a good thing to tell me! I know - everyone is thinking "oh hell she'll never go to class now" but I am really going to try my hardest to make myself go! So far, so good. I know, you're thinking "it's only the third day of class" but, by the third or fourth day of class last Fall, I had probably missed at least 3 classes!

Moving onwardly(such a Strong Bad word) away from the topic of school....I think I'd better do some work!

...2 hours of shot records later...

Wow, I need a break! Like I said, entering these shots requires little to no brain activity, but occasionally you have to take a break so as not to go completely cross eyed!

hmmm what to talk about...OH YEAH! I was reading an article about stars and what they name their kids. Some of them were really cute. Like Demi Moore and Bruce Willis - their daughters' names are Scout, Rumer, and Tallulah. Then, there's Gwyneth Paltrow: Oh, it's all so teddibly British -- naming your cherub-cheeked daughter Apple (the Brits also love names like Plum, Strawberry and Cherry; haven't heard of any Cantaloupes yet). Then Gwynnie and her husband, Coldplay's Chris Martin, named little Apple's baby brother, Moses, thus accustoming him to feeling like a senior citizen at a very young age. I don't know that I would personally choose any of those names for a child, but they are cute nonetheless....

Some of them, however, were just plain awful...for instance:


Penn Jillette, the talking half of Penn & Teller, named his son Zolten, but it's not what you think. Zolten is the maiden name of Jillette's wife, Emily, "and most importantly," Jillette has said, "it's the name of Dracula's dog." Zolten's baby sister is named Moxie Crimefighter -- another budding superhero in our midst....

the name of Dracula's dog? SERIOUSLY!? Who even knew that Dracula had a dog, let alone its name!? Now check these weirdos out:

Rocker Bob Geldof and wife Paula Yates have three daughters named, in order, Fifi Trixibelle, Peaches Honeyblossom (there's that U.K. thing with the fruit again) and Pixie. Then, Paula Yates hooks up with INXS' Michael Hutchence and they have a daughter, whom they name Heavenly Hiraani Tiger Lily.

Oh, and let's not forget Julia Roberts and Danny Moder: How adorable that America's sweetheart gave birth ... to two members of the Lewis & Clark Expedition. Um, I love old-fashioned names, but Phinnaeus and Hazel might be more at home on, say, "The Oregon Trail." Don't get me wrong...I think Phinn would be a cute cute name for a boy...but seriously, Phinnaeus?? Hazel?? Oh Julia...I do adore you, but your kids' names are just...so not fitting!

There were several other crazy kids names...like Diva, Moon Unit (yes, I said Moon Unit), and Dweezil. I'm thinking some of these parents must have been smoking some serious crack when they came up with these names. Then again, my cousin's stepsister (i know, my family tree is more like a flow chart) named her son Ziggy Pernan....No idea where she came up with that one...and she was completely sober...

I should probably quit talking about this subject. If I ever have kids someone will probably laugh at the names I have picked out....Which I am not revealing because I don't want anyone stealing them. However, if you really know me, you have probably heard the names a time or two or ten...

Isn't it funny how we get protective of potential baby names? One day my little cousin said that if he has a boy he's naming it what I have wanted to name a little boy for at least 10 years! Luckily, Tyler is 4 years younger than me and I am hoping to have a boy to name long before he does (and if not, hopefully his wife will protest!). Besides, I told Papa first that I was going to use the name and he couldn't have been more excited! so there!

I know, it's childish...but I know the women out there know exactly where I'm coming from!

OK, I guess I had better get back to work for now. One of our secretaries, Susan, has been telling me lately that I'm a spoiled brat. So, to confirm her accusations, I'm having my Mom bring me lunch! hahaha