Why do Hummer’s suck?

#1 – Size. Big …. but really only on the outside. Holy hard to climb
into but talk about NO leg room. I (at almost 5’1.5″) only pulled the
seat forward about 1/3 of the way. I could easily reach the pedals from
the fully back position.
#2 – Crap. Lots of it. More bells and whistles and glowy-lighty dialy things that ANYONE can possibly need.
#3 – 4-Wheel drive only. Talk about brutal gas milegae!
#4 – Turning radius from HELL. I had to make a freakin’ three-point
turn, no U-turns in this bad boy. (I’d been U-turning all day in little
Sierras and Silverados)
#5 – For all that the inside is short, seeing over the hood is nigh onto impossible, no matter how forward you are sitting.

I drove a Hummer today – brand-new 2005 model.

It sucked.

There goes a dream down the tubes.

Thanks everyone for your kind words about my stupid mother-fucking advisor.

Sadly, I need his recommendation. It would like mighty suspicious if I had recommendations from 2 of my thesis committee but NOT from my main advisor man.

Luckily, both of my other thesis committee members not only liked me, but also found me to be motivated and very desire-filled to complete my master’s degree and will be writing very NICE letters of recommendation.

I also need to write a fucking kick-ass statement of purpose….I should really get motivated on that….

I asked my advisor for a letter of recommendation for my PhD programs that I’m applying for. This was his response:

“I am willing to write a letter of recommendation that contains my
judgements of both your strengths and weaknesses as a potential PhD
student. As I said to you when we briefly discussed this in the fall,
I am surprised that you are applying to do a PhD. This is not because
you lack the intellectual ability or lab skills (you have both to a
high level)  but because you seem to lack the motivation and desire
to work at the high level necessary to complete a first-rate PhD
thesis project. But this is just my perception, and I am willing to
grant I may be wrong and it is quite possible that you may find a
more suitable and inspirational fit elsewhere in terms of both
project and supervisor.

Please let me know if you still wish me to write letters and if so by
what date. I ask that you give me about 2 weeks warning.”

*fumes*

Ummm…

Weekend good. Got flowers *red roses* and homemade cheesecake *mmmmm…cheesecake*. All was very very good.

Damn.

Good is scary.

Leaving for Columbus in the morning to pick up master’s degree and shop.

Yay for Trader Joe’s and the North Market.

*growl*

annoyance.

I’m getting ready to request transcripts for graduate schools.

Bowling Green, my undregraduate institution, is lovely and FREE for all transcripts.

Ohio State charges $7 each and if I want it in a signed, sealed envelope (the way both universities I’m currently applying to request) it is an extra $3.

Buggers.

*yawn*

slept 10 hours straight last night…best sleep ever.

boy sleep seems to equal good sleep.

This thing is bloody awesome.

This is my house — from USGS.

A little blurry, but you can clearly see my horse-shoe shaped driveway, the random puff that is our giant willow tree, and the acres and acres of farm that surround me.

I’m so amused.

In other news…

you shouldn’t carry 8 shoeboxes at 2am while walking down an aisle and not paying attention to where you’re going…at least you shouldn’t if you’re me. I found a step ladder with my leg…and fell down and dropped alllll the shoes. I have a giant swollen spot on my left leg about the size of a paperback novel that sticks out a good inch or more. It’s not yet bruised, but I can FEEL the blood rushing there to the broken vessels. It’s going to be a doozy…it was bad enough that I had to gimp around at work…

*le sigh*

Whenever I feel cool…such things always happen to bring me down a notch or four.