Stinko de Mayo

This month started off particularly sucky: bad..BAD...tooth infection aggrivated by the delay of my painkiller perscription (never use ExpressScripts unless you have no other option; they cancel orders without informing you). Finally got both under control, but the time waiting was ag-gon-ny.

Bubba's awfully frisky so far this month. I'm sure the Mrs. is convinced he has ADD or something, but honestly: you're 3 and a half, have no playmates in the apartment building and only see your cousins once a week (if that) and get out to the park maybe a few days a week. Wouldn't you be a bit jumpy? Just saying.

Older neice's birthday party tomorrow, as her real birthday is on Mothers Day (heh. can't wait to make fun of that when/if she's a mother).

School's winding down. Finals and 1 reaction paper for Abby Normal Psych. and 1 quiz and 2 papers left for Urban Communications/Dynamics? (or whatever the hell it's called). Looks like both classes will garner me 'A' grades, which ought to at least bring me back to where I was before Statistics in terms of GPA, and also put me back on the Honors list. Yay.

Bursar's office is calling/writing again about TAPS, but I don't get that anyway: I get APTS, which is Aid for Part Time Study. Idiots. Only one more class at LaGuardia, and then it's off to Hunter. Thank God.

Didn't think 'Spider-Man 3' was good enough to warrant all the hype. 'Grindhouse' was too long, and honestly I only saw it for the 'Planet Terror' half and the phony previews. Nick Cage as Fu Manchu was a hoot.

Must try to do something nice for the Mrs. this Summer. Maybe take to Mystic, CT. She loves it there. We'll see. Would have to leave Bubba with aunt & cousins, but I can live with that for one or two nights. We need a break.

More later. Oh yeah, I've caught another civil case again, but these guys seem to want to negotiate from the get-go. To be continued...