Monday, April 29, 2019

Weekend Review {04/29}


I worked all day on Friday AND I rode Bagheera in.  Don't worry, it was as strange as it sounds.  I stopped by Best Buy on my way home regarding my loose T key that keeps popping off making me have very violent tendencies towards my beautiful laptop.  Apparently, it can take UP TO THREE WEEKS to send in a computer for repairs with the warranty.  This makes me (IMO) reasonably angry.  I mean, it could take a week.. but I don't have that much time and I can't risk it.  Soooo I'm fucked until I get return from Europe with my T key randomly coming off.  SO MUCH RAGE.  I would have taken my computer in sooner, but school.. so I needed my laptop.  Also, the T key was bearable until the last week when it won't stay on at all anymore.

Sooo, I brought my broken computer home with the last resort being to glue the fucking key to the keyboard, although when I asked if this would void the warranty, the Geek Squad girl helping me mentally reviewed the warranty policy and wasn't sure then said, "If it does void the warranty that's on me."  I'm not sure if my face expressed my thoughts, but it was something along the lines of WTF and disbelief since my thought was, "So you're going to pay for my new computer or the repairs when the warranty doesn't cover this issue???"

Soooo this is my current solution to the problem.


Teh German and I went out for dinner at Myles and Jun Yakitori since we hadn't been there in a while.  Our service really sucked for the first half of our meal and our food took FOREVERRR to arrive.  But I mean.. I did drink half a pitcher of sangria, so by the end I cared less.

When we got home, Teh German turned on the Hurricanes vs Islanders game and I fell asleep during the 3rd period because I was drunk and relaxed.  We actually went to bed instead of watching the OT period because I was done.  While I was in the bathroom, I checked the score of the OT period and we'd won!  WOOOTT!  Teh German chuckled when he heard my reaction from the bathroom.

We were in bed by 10:30 since Saturday was a long day.


Saturday morning we slept in a little, but also got up at a reasonable time (0830).  I went downstairs and fed the dogs and started my computer tasks.  Teh German texted me asking if we were going to breakfast and I couldn't make a decision, so he did.  We decided to ride the bikes to Ihop for breakfast because I really wanted Ihop pancakes before I left.  And trust me... they were everything I wanted them to be.  I ended up deserting Teh German at Ihop after someone wanted to talk his ear off about the Bobber bike, which I have zero interest in.  Also, I needed to get home so I could shower and study for a few minutes and make sure I had all the test/hw solutions printed out so I could use them during the exam.

I knew the professor of my Networks class was an asshole, but it was a royal slap in the face after he'd agreed with us all semester what shit it was that our exam was on a Saturday at 1 that he didn't even show up and someone else proctored our exam.  I assume that he knew he had a conflict, but rather than telling us, he just played it off.  Rude.  Others were pissed that they couldn't ask questions during the exam, but let's just be honest.. he wouldn't have answered questions anyway.

What was a "10" question exam took me over 3 hours.  Because each question had at least 3-5 sub-questions and about 75% of the questions involved micro math AND each calculation would be used in another equation, so if one number was incorrect, the entire problem was, ultimately, incorrect.  #RAGE.  No shit, the calculations for the extra credit question took me no less than 40 minutes to find the equations for in the chapter slides then calculate.  The asshole Marine (who I've made peace with) ensured that I knew there was an extra credit page on the test after the test was passed out.  I told him that I appreciated his pointing it out to me, even if he was being a smartass.  The fact that he even bothered was appreciated.

After the exam, I headed to the grocery store to buy snacks for the gathering we were having later in the evening.  $75 later (don't judge me, I was hungry), I headed home with munchies.  After unloading the groceries, I didn't have anything to do.  Sooo, Meri and I relaxed on the couch before company arrived while Teh German did Teh German things. 

My heart explodes.

 Around 7, peeps started arriving.  After consuming pizza, it was socializing time.  Around 8, it was smores time.  It was a perfect night for a campfire.  After Teh German started the fire, I kept it going.  I didn't blaze off anyone's eyebrows, but I felt like Teh Dad would have approved of my skillz.

As I walked up the stairs at 1245, I said, "I'm going to bed," to the guests who were still at the house and they took that as their cue to leave.  Teh German was right behind me.  I was pretty fucking stabby at 0317 when Teh German's entire body twitches woke me from my slumber.  Despite moderately gentle kicks and shoves, he continued to switch and I knew that I had to go to the guest room.  The problem with that is the guest room bed didn't have any sheets on it, which meant that I would have to make the fucking bed at 3:30 in the fucking morning and few things make me more stabby than that.  After gathering sheets and my phone and water and pillow and blankie, I slammed the bedroom door when I left (yes, childish I know, do not give a fuck).  I heard Teh German rouse and let out a stupor-ed, hurh? and that was it.  I was so angry I couldn't go back to sleep after making the bed and closing the blinds and curtains and getting myself situated so I played some solitaire until sleep was finally upon me again.


I heard Teh German get up with the dogs, and I was not a little bit sorry that he had to get up to let them out.  He had asked me before the last guests left if we got to sleep in the next morning and I had actually planned to take care of the dogs since he's going to be dealing with them for the next 3 weeks solo.. buuuuuttttttt his drunken twitches meant he got the big fuck you and he got to deal with the dogs. 

My thinking is always that he should never drink so much that he twitches in his sleep if he knows that it keeps me awake.  Like, marital sacrifice type of shit, right there.  Honestly, if the situation was reversed, I would limit my intake.  The other thing is that when he drinks too much, he's an asshole, which makes me be a bitch, which I hate having to be.  And then, he remembers NOTHING.  Which only fuels my rage because then it's like I'm mad and living it over and over and he's not living it at all.  I know part of this is irrational, but a larger part is NOT irrational.

I did manage to go back to sleep and I finally got up around 11, as the queen of passive aggressiva who avoided all eye contact because glares were inevitable.  I did the laundry, not caring if I woke up Teh German up.  I didn't slam any doors, but I didn't go out of my way to be quiet... to mean I was as quiet as I normally am, which is pretty quiet.  After getting the laundry put away, I "started packing".. specifically, I got out a suitcase to put my clothes in.. and then I determined that it was too early to start packing.  I still need my shit for this week and packing too early is annoying because if you need something from the bag you have to reposition everything and then the refolding.. and it's just best if I wait until the night before.  I've already got a list of items I don't want to forget that aren't clothes.. so I'm not super worried.  And let's be honest, I can't put my toothbrush in the suitcase until the day I leave.. so I'll be packing the day I leave, period.

Teh German didn't seem in a hurry to get out of bed after I told him we weren't going to brunch (I wasn't feeling it and we had plenty of food in the fridge to eat) and that we were going to Teh NY Chef's house for dinner at 5:30.

Ramen for lunch!
This also shows me finally getting to use the chopsticks I ordered for us andddd the seaweed I found at Target which was DELICIOUSSSSS and I ate almost the entire pack with no guilt since it's like 50 calories for all of that.

After lunch, I headed to the office to pound out Italy details.  I want to finish this task so it's not hanging over my head anymore, but decisions are hard.  Teh German had gotten up and started his day and came into the office at one point to ask if some free fencing would be fine for a raised flower bed for the back yard.  I said yes, he fetched it and started working on it.  Later, I was determining Rome activities when Teh Dad called to chat. 

During our chat, I finally had a revelation that I wanted to spend more time in Rome.  There's so much I want to do in Rome and only having 3 nights was not enough.  Also, I'd already purchased plane tickets from Stuttgart to Venice and from Rome to Baltimore.. soooo I decided to cut Florence from our itinerary.  There wasn't much in Florence that I'd been excited about and I'd only planned for a day trip to the countryside to include the Leaning Tower of Pisa.  Not going to Florence means 2.5 more days in Rome.

After getting off the phone with Teh Dad, I went out to tell Teh German of my decision, which he was fine with and he was building away.  He didn't get much done since we needed to be at Teh NY Chef's house by 5:30 and I refused to be late.

I was too excited over delicious noms to take a photo, but dinner was stuffed shells and meatballs and chicken and zucchini and spaghetti squash and peppers and sausage and garlic bread and salad.  It was all super delicious.  THEN...  THEN... Teh NY Chef out did herself by making cream puffs from scratch. 

Wanna know a weakness I have?  Cream puffs.  I ate 4 before I left because I'm a fat ass and do not curr when it comes to cream puffs.  I brought 3 home.  I may have had one for breakfast this morning.

By 7, everyone was headed home and Teh PT Wife went with me to drop Willow off at the dealership for her doctor's appointment on Monday.  When I got home, I grabbed the computer to do Italy things and watch Vikings with Teh German.

By 10, we were in bed.


Are you ready?
Sit down.
Praise Allah.

Many people asked me on Saturday night if I'm excited about going to Germany and I had to admit that I hadn't really allowed myself to be excited.  I couldn't.  I knew that getting excited about Germany would mean that I would shift my primary focus from school to Germany and I still had too many weeks of school and too many assignments to allow myself to do that.  I think that's another facet of why this semester has been so painful.

Also, by Saturday night, I had just started to realize that the semester was over and I hadn't even started mentally switching gears yet.  My objectives were: School, gathering, sleeps.  Also, the sooner and more I let myself get excited about Germany, the more the anxiety will distract me from things like work and solid preparations.  When I get excited, I tend to forget more things, which doesn't make for good packing decisions, especially when I'm packing for over a month away and for multiple seasons.

Sunday, I didn't really know what to do with myself at first, but then Italy preparations took hold.  On Sunday evening after dinner, I felt weird because I didn't have any school things that needed/could be done.  Like, I could literally do whatever I wanted without feeling like I was going to have to make up for any non-school activity at a later time.

3 days until I leave for Germany.
7 days until language class starts.  (holy fuck, that's a WEEK!)
26 days until my Germany race.
26 days until Teh German arrives in Germany.
37 days until Italy.
49 days until I return to work in a full capacity (until my July class starts).
67 days until Chem 2 starts.
368 days until GRADUATION.

Friday, April 26, 2019

Five on Friday #192

EINS - Random Shit

-After the hurricane in 2018 where Charleston was supposed to get slammed, but my phone said that it wasn't even going to rain, I started to believe whatever weather service Google uses over every other service.  Google weather services (to mean, whatever service Google syndicates) was the only accurate prediction the entire time, despite our disbelief.  Teh PT Husband also has a Pixel phone and when our phones said it would rain, it did.  When it said it wouldn't rain, it didn't. 

All that to say that I rode Bagheera into work today since I'm about to not have the opportunity for a month and a half and I haven't been able to ride this semester because cold, then the motorcycle parking area off campus was torn up, so I didn't have anywhere to park, and also the pollen storm for the entire month of March ensure that I kept my outside time to a minimum.

-I have a neck rash... again.  In the exact same storm of circumstances that happened last time I got the rash (a week after getting my hairs did + insane amounts of stress), I can't determine what is causing the rash.  I feel that it's stress.. but who knows.  And by rash, I'm confident I mean shingles.  These bumps linger for over a week and itch like crazy but it hurts to scratch them.  I would think that if it was caused by my hair color, my entire scalp would be covered in the rash, but it's only the back of my neck and upper back.

-WE BEAT THE CAPS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

If this GoT burn doesn't bring you joy, IDK what will.

I try to keep myself in check on Facebook because I don't want the Caps fans friends to feel like I'm rubbing it in their face, but here it's game.fucking.on.
WE WON!  WE FUCKING WON!  We won against the Stanley Cup Champs!  AND WE FUCKING DESERVED IT.  We worked our asses off for that win and it didn't even feel like the Caps wanted to win.  The feeling was not the same as when we watched the 2018 playoffs when they wanted it.  Nonetheless, anytime Lovechkin (Ovechkin) was in front of the goal, I was quivering in my boots.

-More in hockey related things...
I bought myself a Canes jersey when the playoffs started, then I "vaguebooked" about purchasing a surprise for Teh German last week... just in case.  Well, the surprise was a Caps jersey for him.  Because I did 2 separate orders, ordering his as an after thought since a 20% off code for was an enabler, I addressed his package to him.  Then I pulled some Teh German shit, tracking the shit out of the packages all freakin' week long.  Initially, my jersey was set to arrive April 29 and Teh German's was supposed to arrive April 27.  They ended up both arriving on April 23, which was awesome because it meant we had them in time for game 7.  BUTTTT, since I had put his name on his package and he saw the return address said, he opened that bitch before I even got home.  I did at least get several heart eye emojis when he sent me the photo of his new jersey.  He was legit surprised, so it was fine. 

Anyways, the gif above is extra applicable because I couldn't decide on a player to put on my jersey, so I went with Stormy the mascot.  I considered Caroline, the female mascot, but no one really knows who she is, so I went with Stormy.

-This week I finally determined what my enough was in regards to school effort.  I half assed a coding assignment and accepted the 72 on it and BSed through the required assessment report.  I didn't answer some of the questions on some of my Networks homework because I didn't understand what was happening.  I looked the answer up, but didn't understand what I was seeing, so rather than BS it, I just didn't do it. 

-Final exam schedule looked/s like this:
Weds @ 1300: German
Thurs @ 1300: Data Algorithms
Thurs @ 1715: Digital Systems Engineering
Sat @ 1300: Networks
(there is no exam for my cyber security class)

What this means was that game 7 was really inconvenient since I really needed to study since my Thursday exams were for my 2 most difficult classes.  I sacrificed sleep to stay awake and study, after I sacrificed my time on Wednesday evening to watch hockey (through TWO overtimes, which was super inconvenient, of course).

Besides hockey and school, this week has been rather uneventful.

-I almost lost my shit more than once over Cadets haggling teachers for extra credit points or curves on grades, or anything to that effect.  Look here you little fuckers, do your fucking work when it's assigned.  Do it well.  Then you don't need to haggle for points and curves at the end of the semester.  Also, it's very unprofessional, IMO, especially of students who "embody" honor and military bearing and professionalism.

-I switched from Verizon to Google Fi this week.  It was a pain in the dick to set up because of operator error.  When I was putting in my info, I typoed the zipcode and when I went to delete it, I accidentally hit submit.  After requesting a callback no less than 5 times from Fi support, I finally found a fucking number and called them.  It didn't work.  I finally opened a chat and the rep cancelled the port and we re-initiated it and got everything set up properly and it took 15 minute to work properly.  After an hour of struggle.  So we'll see how this works for Germany.  Apparently calls are $0.20 PER MINUTE unless I'm on wifi.. so I guess I won't be doing a lot of that.  This would have been the same had I stayed on Verizon, so I'm going to compare the service for a few months and see if I want to stick with Google Fi (since I'm on wifi 90% of my life) or go back to Verizon.

ZWEI - Money Shit

-Flights from Stuttgart to Venice.  It was faster and about the same price as taking the train.
-Commonhouse shirts to be reppin'
-Woot shirt w/ Daria #NOTSORRY
-New conch earring
-The most disgusting alcoholic beverage during the Stingrays game.
-Meri's grooming w/ a solid tip because after I called they pulled her in right away.
-Saturday "snack" at Boxcar Betty's with Teh PT Wife, pre-shopping
-Tommy Hilfiger polos and Apple Jacks for Teh German Runner
-Coldstone with Teh PT Wife, because we were right there.  PS. The blueberry muffin ice cream is on.fucking.point
-Dog food to sent to MD for the beasts vacation
-A book for Nephew J.  It's got elementary english words and it says them outloud!  I can't remember who suggested it, but I love them.
-Lotion for Mama J
-Motorcycle kickstand pad so I can park on the grass/gravel.
-Hairs did.

DREI - From My Phone Shit

It was ring try on day this week.
It's officially mine in October.
So glad I went with the mini.
That said, the rep was a fucking douche and I wish there was a review place for the company because I'd happily complain about the guy who tossed my ring at me and tossed it on the table and generally was rude to me.


91°FUCKING degrees.
I'm already over summer.

Hockey > Studying for final exams.

Teh German very kindly pulled all the dead springs from my succulent.
The next day, I came downstairs to this.
These things might not be related.. but I imagine they probably are.
He has not said anything to me about the missing plant and I have not said anything to him about the missing dead springs disappearing and the coincidence that this happened to be......

My face Thursday after completing my 2nd exam of the day.

I'm coming at you with all my hoodies!

VIER - From the Internet Shit

She is learning to be content,
right here,
where she is.

FÜNF - Things that made me happy this week

  1. Literally, the end is near.  So near, I downloaded an app and put a countdown to graduation on my phone.  371 days, 12 hours.
  2. Embodying the stressless life.  I mean, the neck rash say that is a lie, but I didn't lose my shit or go crazy or have a meltdown due to the stress, so I'm calling it a wash.
  3. Allowing myself to NOT do my best on my last assignments.
  4.  CAROLINA HURRICANES advancing to round 2 of the playsoffs!!! WOOOOOOOOO!!!!
  5. Being at work all day on Friday.  Not splitting my time and having to be all over Charleston is so relaxing.
  6. Being invited to work meetings for documentation things.  Crazy, right?
  7. Riding Bagheera into work.  Fuck the prediction of rain.
  8. Our gathering this weekend.  Unless Teh German has a meltdown beforehand.  Then less so.
  10. Blue hair, don't curr.  This is a cop out, but for real, my crazy hair bring me joy.  Even if it might be giving me a neck rash.

Happy Friday, Gentle Readers.

Monday, April 22, 2019

Weekend Review {04/22}


I ended up being at work for half my freakin' life on Friday, waiting on the groomer to call to tell me come pick up Meri.  When I called at 2:50, they hadn't even started on her yet and she had been dropped off at 1030.  Thankfully, after I called, they pulled her in next and about 30 minutes later, I got a call that I could head that way.  

I was grateful because there were "bad" storms rolling through the area and I kinda didn't want to deal with traffic plus that shit.  But, I was lucky in that it was Good Friday, so a lot of people were off work, thus reducing the load on the roads, ANDDD since the storms were projected to be soooo bad, many people had gone home to beat the storm, to include closed businesses, etc.  Finally, the storm wasn't really all that bad.  It was very windy and there was a tornado warning, but I don't think Charleston got hit by anything other than a thunderstorm and less than hurricane winds...

After beer lunch, I went by the piercing place that just opened up down the street from Company and had my conch changed out.  Happiness.

Thanks Subaru for this fucking shit.
My favorite thing... grrr.
Please note, after you accept the warning, it comes back within 5 minutes.
This is exceptionally obnoxious during hurricane season.

Noooo moooo fuzz!
It's the biggest ears part of the year!

After picking up Meri, we headed home and made it home in record time considering the weather and "rush hour" traffic.  I had purchased Stingrays tickets for Teh German and I for Friday night and we agreed to go to Park Pizza for dinner before the game.  Teh German had been working on mounting the cameras all day and he was pretty pissed off by the time I got home since he had anticipated it being a simple project.  Nonetheless, we headed out by 5:30 for dinner.  Thankfully, I called ahead with our order since it was a 45 minute wait.  While we waited, we went to Accent on Wine since I know they carry the Stiegl Radler, which is one of two American served beer that I tolerate.

My favorite way to eat a Big Mac.

We scalded our mouths with straight from the oven pizza to be able to make it to the game in time, but we were successful.  We got to our seats as the players were just getting called onto the ice.

In an expected disappointment, we lost.  This eliminated us from the playoffs.  So now, I need the Hurricanes to come through for me.  After the game, we headed home and it was bedtime.


At 0600 I woke up and I was AWAKE.  Unable to go back to sleep, despite valiant attempts, I gave up and got up and fed the beasts and started working on final homework assignments.

This is her "please don't make me move, Mama" face.
That's what happens when this hussy lays in my spot on the couch.
Fortunately for her, I was just giving her some lovin's before going back to the office.

This handsome goof.
I was trying to get some pics of him sitting in his new collar, but he's just so awkward.

I didn't get far on homework because I got stuck on a question and need to ask about it, and I also completely forgot about a report I need to write until later Saturday night and it wasn't happening then.

Me to Teh German: Look at Monkey-Doodle being adorable.
Teh German: NO LEGS!

At noon, I got my hairs did... finally.  No purple this time, only blue.  I'm digging it.

I 100% called out my hair dresser on the fact that I would prefer not having blue/brown ears/forehead for Easter dinner and she wiped me down.  Apparently, too late though since her coloring outside of the lines had already set.  Siiigh.
I was told it wasn't as bad as I think it is, but I KNOW it's there, so it's driving me crazy.  And when you're washing your hair less to extend the color, that means this weird hairline will prevail.  Siiiiiiiiiiiiiiiigh.

After finishing at the salon, Teh PT Wife and I went out shopping for things.  Unfortunately, the 3 things I needed to accomplish were NOT.  Ugh.  1 item I forgot to even write on my list (heavy cream for Easter mac and cheese), so that was on me.  There was no less than 15 people in line at Victoria's Secret, where I needed to do a return and use $40 in coupons and I didn't have time for that.  And we didn't go by any stores that carried the lotion that Mama G had requested.

When we returned home, it was hockey time.  We lost.  But we're at home tonight, so fingers crossed for the home advantage.. but I mean.. the final game will be in DC.. soooooooooo still need a win.

After hockey, it was sleepy time.


Sunday, Meri started harassing around 0730 and I told Teh German they were his kids today, then I rolled over and magically fell back asleep after he departed with the beasts.  I woke up around 0900/0930 and decided to be motivated.  I actually wanted to go on a run, but I didn't want to wash my hair, soooo I opted to talk Teh German into a dog walk instead.  After walking the dogs, we headed to the Walmarts for my forgotten cream, items needed for dinner this week, and some things for Teh German's house projects.  I also ended up deciding on a luggage situation.

I can bring two 50 lb bags with me on my flight to Germany, but I know that I will not want to lug all that luggage around Italy, so I bought a cheap bag that I will leave in Germany.  This bag can be used by the fam to bring stuff back and forth, when necessary.

After getting all the groceries put away, I started Teh PT Kid's requested mac and cheese.

Meri took advantage of Teh German "airing out" the fish tank (aka, the back door being open) by coming and going as she pleased.  I caught her sunning herself and, of course, managed to get the most awkward photo. 

Despite my hunch that we'd be late because Teh German, we were right on time to dinner.  I swear I think Teh German has a time turner sometimes. 

Easter dinner was at Teh NY Chef's house so we enjoyed dinner with our SC Family.  There were cackles when great-grandma almost fell asleep on Teh German's shoulder and then, subsequently, when she laid down in his seat when he got up for a beer and promptly started snoring, LOUDLY.

While we were there, I was messaging with one of Teh German's childhood friends (nickname forthcoming) about doing a 8.5 km (~>5 mi) run while I'm there.  He had asked Teh German if I'd be interested and Teh German knew I would be since I'd already talked about doing a run in Germany.  After I checked that every finisher receives a medal, I agreed to do the race with him.  It's gonna be fun because it's a fun course and because we follow each other's running adventures on FB, it will be fun to do a run together.

We headed home around 6 to feed the beasts then we headed to Teh PT House for corn hole and hanging out with Teh Neighbor Besties.  Teh PT Wife banned homework time so I conceded and showed everyone how horrible I am at corn hole (which I am, but I did end up getting 3-5 bags in the hole over 3? games, which was bizarre for everyone). 

By 8:30, we all had the yawns and it was time to go home.  Before bed, I read through the Rome open tabs that were waiting on my laptop.  I'm trying to narrow down the plan of action for Rome and it's overwhelming.  Like, I want to do ALL THE THINGS.. except that's not realistic, so I have to make choices and that's hard for me when I want to do ALL the things.  Like, getting up with the sun to take pictures of places without people and seeing Rome from the top of the Coliseum and going to the Vatican and doing a cooking class and riding Vespas around the city.  Because of our flight times, I was easily able to scratch "see Pope" off the list since he does audiences on Wednesdays and we'll already be at the airport.

Decisions, decisions.
But I put it off for another day to go to bed at a reasonable time.


A fantastic weekend.  This week is exams so it was nice to have a chill weekend.  I also might be a little in denial about exams.. or maybe less denial, but more of a "come what may" mentality.  I've been checked out since the beginning of the month when that stupid cyber security homework ran me into the ground and made me despise everything more than normal.  After that, I've not been the same determined Megan regarding my assignments.

I have 2 Networks assignments, 1 partner project in Digital Sys Engineering, and 1 report to BS for Data Algs all due on Tuesday.  Jesus, take the wheel.

1 more week of Spring 2019.  🙌🙌🙌
10 days until I leave for Germany.
14 days until language class starts.
33 days until my Germany race.
33 days until Teh German arrives in Germany.
44 days until Italy.
56 days until I return to work in a full capacity (until my July class starts).
74 days until Chem 2 starts.
376 days until GRADUATION.