The other night I was drunk and walked past an electric car charging point, it had blue LEDs all over it. I was so excited that I texted all my friends to tell them.
Gas started getting expensive over the summer because the economy for it had become a bubble. The demand was high, and people kept thinking that the demand was going to keep going. So oil prices kept going up and up and up, because investors would buy oil and sell it later at a higher price, assuming that the demand for it would be greater. Then comes autumn, and the crash of the financial market, and the economy started drying up. People started driving less. Demand went down. The bubble popped.
And demand kept sinking and sinking. The prices crashed. OPEC tried to reduce output to reduce supply and increase demand, but they did little to scare investors the other way. OPEC had trouble getting all the participating countries to agree to massive oil cuts, and the rest of the world just gave them a great big "fuck you, no one cares about you problems". OPEC only controls 40% of the world's oil supply, so they can't completely dominate the oil economy.
And now gas is cheap. The economy has dried up, and people don't drive as much, because they're saving money. Stores sell less product, because people aren't spending, and as a result manufacturers hire fewer truck drivers to transport goods.
I currently have almost no understanding of what I'm supposed to be learning in my electronics class, and no idea how I'm going to make it through the next year and a half of school. But I don't know how I would be able to make the transition to taking regular classes all year if I were to try to go to my town's regular high school instead of switching between electronics and academics every few weeks. Nor do I know how I'm going to manage college if I'm having so much trouble just in high school.
Edit: Hmm, after getting some sleep, I'm really not as worried about my situation as I had been. Looking at some of the homework, I actually get the base soncepts of the chapter, and probably be able to get the rest of it if I can get some extra help.
I got my computer-use agreement suspended by my school district yesterday. For the rest of the school year, any School District computer is off-limits to me Not saying I didn't deserve it, since I spent 75% of my time in the lab screwing around on the internet anyway. What really pisses me off is that A) I'm a marked man now, everything I do will be tracked for the rest of my stay on this district, and The administrators probably only freaked out when I tried getting onto Lifehacker. That's a bit fruit-loopy, since I only tried getting on it once, and it's blocked anyway...
Bollocks to this damned chemistry test I had to take the other day! The instructor is a little kooky, which is sorta fun/annoying during lecture. Even though his notes are sloppy, I figured he wouldn't go all out on the test and just sort of ease us in...
HELL NO. He goes all crazy-dip-shit on the test with cockamamie questions and confusing bullshit! Dammit, that test was a completely worthless! He didn't teach us the concepts well enough and took the kooky-factor way too seriously! 80% of the test was inane word problems talking about beer mixed with grape Kool-aid. ARRGUH. HATE ON THAT DAMN TEST!!!1
My computer broke. Which is wonderful, because it's required for me to work. Now I'll need to take it to Best Buy or something to get it looked at, only for them to tell me that I need to reformat it. I'm just a bit pissed right now.
I took off of work on Friday so I could go home for the weekend and see my family. Then I got sick, so I postponed the trip for a couple weeks... but since I only work two days a week I don't know if they'll be willing to give me another Friday off...
I'm pissed off. I'm doing a paper and i know that i have a book with valuable information about it, the thing is, it's in one of two cardboard boxes filled with books, but i don't know which! if i am to open them and look for it it i have to endure the dust and the annoyance of having to take each book out one by one and then putting them back in and those boxes are about to break. I hate it so much. What to do!
I'm writing a program for my CSC class, and it has to match my teachers output exactly. Including the number of steps taken to solve the problem. Except my version actually solves the problem in less steps than my teachers. Now I have to find a way to make my program less efficient so I can turn it in.
My mother is making veiled threats to call CPS and/or lawyers in an attempt to take my children away from me. I'm resisting the urge to go kill her. This requires staying up all damn night, and I have a full day tomorrow.
Your mother is trying to get them taken away?! Why?
Because she's crazy? Her birthday party was the other night. My oldest was acting like a drama queen three-year-old, and my husband swatted her. We do this occasionally. Keeps em in line. We do NOT leave bruises, and often it doesn't even hurt, so much as gets their attention.
Mom claimed that one of her guests was an undercover cop (false, though he IS a cop) who had just come off a case where a father had killed his daughter (uncertain, but likely false) and this cop approached her, concerned that James was too rough (false: He said, quote, "Wow, that's rough" to the room in general.)
There was no clarification of his statement. For all I know, he meant Wow, it's rough when you have to deal with a drama queen three-year-old.
She then talked with me over the phone, offering to help me raise, or take over raising, my kids, because she wouldn't stand by and let someone (my husband) abuse her grandkids. She mentioned CPS and lawyers, then tried to backpedal, Oh, I'm not trying to threaten or offend you, of course.
My stepdad reiterated the offer yesterday.
I've been slightly panicked, asking everyone if they think there's any merit to this. If there IS, I want to address it right the fuck now and fix it. So far, though, I'm not getting any confirmation.
Therefore, my default position, these past couple days, is homicidal.
She called today and offered to babysit for V. Day. My husband said, well, maybe she's willing to back off. I said, call me paranoid, but what guarantee do we have that she'd give them BACK??
Anyway, my apologies for ranting. I figure that's what this thread is for, though.
Huh. I hate when people overreact like that. One time, back in the fourth grade, I went down to the nurse's office because my neck hurt. When I got down there, she noticed a small scratch on it and asked what that was from. Being a dumb little kid, I said "my mom did that". (Earlier that morning she grabbed me on the way out the door because I'd forgotten my lunch, and her nail happened to scratch me a little bit)
The nurse went all crazy and called the child services and we had to go through months of questionings and interviews and crap, and at no point was I, or my mother, told what was actually going on. My parents and older brother figured it out, but they kept me in the dark so I wouldn't feel worried or guilty about it.
As it turns out, I had swollen glands because I was coming down with the flu, but the nurse missed that part.
But yeah, I don't think there's anything wrong with the fact that you swatted your kid. We'd sometimes get spankings when we were bad, and I'm fine with that.
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Gas started getting expensive over the summer because the economy for it had become a bubble. The demand was high, and people kept thinking that the demand was going to keep going. So oil prices kept going up and up and up, because investors would buy oil and sell it later at a higher price, assuming that the demand for it would be greater. Then comes autumn, and the crash of the financial market, and the economy started drying up. People started driving less. Demand went down. The bubble popped.
And demand kept sinking and sinking. The prices crashed. OPEC tried to reduce output to reduce supply and increase demand, but they did little to scare investors the other way. OPEC had trouble getting all the participating countries to agree to massive oil cuts, and the rest of the world just gave them a great big "fuck you, no one cares about you problems". OPEC only controls 40% of the world's oil supply, so they can't completely dominate the oil economy.
And now gas is cheap. The economy has dried up, and people don't drive as much, because they're saving money. Stores sell less product, because people aren't spending, and as a result manufacturers hire fewer truck drivers to transport goods.
So, gas is cheap. Yay...?
Edit: Hmm, after getting some sleep, I'm really not as worried about my situation as I had been. Looking at some of the homework, I actually get the base soncepts of the chapter, and probably be able to get the rest of it if I can get some extra help.
HELL NO. He goes all crazy-dip-shit on the test with cockamamie questions and confusing bullshit! Dammit, that test was a completely worthless! He didn't teach us the concepts well enough and took the kooky-factor way too seriously! 80% of the test was inane word problems talking about beer mixed with grape Kool-aid. ARRGUH. HATE ON THAT DAMN TEST!!!1
"What's Wrong? Nothing."
"Guess what I really mean."
Just some of my least favourites.
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You guys don't even KNOW.
Because she's crazy? Her birthday party was the other night. My oldest was acting like a drama queen three-year-old, and my husband swatted her. We do this occasionally. Keeps em in line. We do NOT leave bruises, and often it doesn't even hurt, so much as gets their attention.
Mom claimed that one of her guests was an undercover cop (false, though he IS a cop) who had just come off a case where a father had killed his daughter (uncertain, but likely false) and this cop approached her, concerned that James was too rough (false: He said, quote, "Wow, that's rough" to the room in general.)
There was no clarification of his statement. For all I know, he meant Wow, it's rough when you have to deal with a drama queen three-year-old.
She then talked with me over the phone, offering to help me raise, or take over raising, my kids, because she wouldn't stand by and let someone (my husband) abuse her grandkids. She mentioned CPS and lawyers, then tried to backpedal, Oh, I'm not trying to threaten or offend you, of course.
My stepdad reiterated the offer yesterday.
I've been slightly panicked, asking everyone if they think there's any merit to this. If there IS, I want to address it right the fuck now and fix it. So far, though, I'm not getting any confirmation.
Therefore, my default position, these past couple days, is homicidal.
She called today and offered to babysit for V. Day. My husband said, well, maybe she's willing to back off. I said, call me paranoid, but what guarantee do we have that she'd give them BACK??
Anyway, my apologies for ranting. I figure that's what this thread is for, though.
The nurse went all crazy and called the child services and we had to go through months of questionings and interviews and crap, and at no point was I, or my mother, told what was actually going on. My parents and older brother figured it out, but they kept me in the dark so I wouldn't feel worried or guilty about it.
As it turns out, I had swollen glands because I was coming down with the flu, but the nurse missed that part.
But yeah, I don't think there's anything wrong with the fact that you swatted your kid. We'd sometimes get spankings when we were bad, and I'm fine with that.