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Tuesday or the Day of the Test

Erin woke me up this morning and told me not to sleep too long. Asked me what time I needed to be awake to study for the test we both had to take, and then proceeded to call me at around 10 or 10:30 when she thought I really needed to be thinking about being awake to remind me that I had to study for a test. Eventually, I woke up and showered and shaved and then sat down to my computer and the pages Erin left for me on the coffee table that we purchased for $5.00 before we got married.

I started to read.

I realized something. Of everything I’ve ever studied in any level of academia and for any test, this was the most useless bit of information I’ve ever been tested on.

Sure, sure. You who know me know that I love tidbits of useless information; and to that I say, “Thank you.” However, in this case, it wasn’t just useless information, it was clutter. It wasn’t the kind of thing you’d use in, oh, say, a book somewhere; rather, it was the kind of information that you think about on a day that is sunny and cold and wonder to yourself, “Why is that there?”

Useless. Clutter. Crap.

And we are being tested on it.

So, I sit there and turn on the TV and start to read through the material only to realize that the TV is far more interesting to me than the material I am reading. And I am watching what is on the TV, which is normally just noise and not reading the material, which, in turn, means I am not studying. So, the TV had to go off and the papers had to take precedence and I found myself reading things I don’t, necessarily, want to be reading. It, the reading, was sad.

Then Erin came home.

And I had a buddy to read with, study.

And it still sucked because she was tired and just trying to make it through the day, and I wanted the pain to be over with.

We discussed when to take the test and whether or not I would go to the doctor today; and if not going, how do we cancel the appointment with the least amount of effort. Since I was a bit more coherent and my uvula did not (literally) fill up the back of my mouth, we decided to cancel the appointment in lieu of giving me enough time to take the test. This consisted of going to the webpage for the health center, looking up the appointment, and then clicking on the cancel link which asked if I was sure, and then cancelled the appointment. Seamless. Nice.

Then we went back to studying.

Have I told you how useless this information is? Good.

The point, though, is that I was being tested on it and I did need to take the test. I did need to know a sufficient amount of information to pass the test. And then I needed to leave it all behind me, hoping that we are not doing a comprehensive final. I don’t think there will be a comprehensive final; though, admittedly, the practice tests are super fair and the professors literally give you something to take that will, if studied properly, prepare you for the actual exam. So, my assumption is, based off of current evidence, that if they were to give a comprehensive final exam that we would be given a practice exam that would properly prepare us for the final.

Outside of all that, I did get a customer, this evening, who found out that I lived in Utah and told me, based off of no other evidence other than physical location, that I needed to go to http://www.needgod.com. I went. Was not too impressed. I got about a 50% on the questionnaire and then didn’t follow the link to see if God would save me or not. Got to be honest, after reading an interview by the leader of some evangelical group in the United States on the candidates and his answers in relation to Mitt Romney and his description of the LDS church as the fourth Abrahamic church (Judaism is first, Christianity (I think) is second, Islam is third, and Mormonism is fourth) as well as his advice (I agree with him here) that Mitt needs to give a speech about being a candidate who happens to be Mormon, much like Kennedy’s speech about being a candidate who is also Catholic, and the things he had to say about the LDS faith… well, I don’t know that I care one wit for his politics (highly conservative) or the threat of this group to start a third party if Giuliani gets the Republican nomination.

First, I think we are too early to predict whether or not he is going to get it.

Second, I don’t care who runs, I don’t think we have a decent candidate nor do I feel that the issues these candidates are running reflect, at all, what I think this country should be heading it.

Third, Hillary is a joke and (I believe) doesn’t have a prayer in getting the nomination. Yes, I can see a woman president in the next few presidential bids, but I don’t think it is this woman. She is bad for the country. Bad for our image. Bad for politics. And bad in general.

Fourth, I think the political fervor that has taken place has turned a lot of people off, and these evangelicals don’t have the appeal as they are extremely conservative and though this is necessary for the country to keep an even keel (people with political opinions in extremes) this only allows for a centralized opinion to exist.

Anyway, I find it interesting that I can’t just be a person answering a phone or that someone, out there, would just assume that I need God in my life or that I am not living my life in a way that allows me to do what I feel is right. The guy kept telling me that it wasn’t meant as anything, but, in my estimation, the nature of the website was pretty blatant in its message.

That’s about it. Today ended up being a recovery/studying day. I didn’t get any writing done; though, after coming across the six major fairy tale types, I do need to go back, a little, and rework some things (in my head) so I can move forward again.

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