***so this probably won't really be very interesting to anyone, but I still wanted to post it just in the general "journal" sorta way people do, ignore it unless you've got extra time on your hands or think I'm a much better storyteller than I'm guessing I am.***

So last night I was just getting into the shower. I'd adjusted the water temp. and I pulled the stopper up on the faucet to turn on the shower stream and......the little plastic washer thing that blocks up the water and makes it go up into the showerhead fell out. It seems it's worn out and nearly torn in half. So I turned off the water, laid down on my back and got my head under there to have a look. I think I can fix it if I have a new washer thing, it's just a matter of finding the right one, getting some needle-nose pliers, streatching the washer wide enough with the pliers to get it over the big plastic thing and all the other junk that's on the inside of the faucet, and then scrapping it off with some sort of hook or something, and into place around the bottom of the stopper. Sure I could just call the maintenance man, but that would be like admitting I couldn't do it on my own. Plus no telling when he'd show up, probably when I'm not home. I'd be worried about the cats getting out if he left the door open, and I know they'd get into the bathroom and mess stuff up after he left. Plus in general I think it'll be fun, and it's something I should be able to do. I replaced my sink fixture a year or so ago, and I've fixed countless toilets over the years, so a little plumbing isn't beyond me. Now I just need to run over to the local hardware store and see if I can buy a replacement washer.

So classes are going okay I suppose. I had a completely dreadful night class on Thursdays "Industrial Psychology", I had to take it because we have to have a certain number of hours from each of the several sections, and it was either this or some horrible reseach methods class or something, and anyway I like night classes in general. This guy went on for two hours about the history of industrial psy., which probably isn't that riveting to begin with, but in his emotionless monotone it was even worse, anyway at the end of two hours he says "I know I gave you guys a quick history but...." and I'm thinking "NO you really didn't!".

Anyway my other night class on Wednesday night, advanced child psyc, is with a much more interesting prof. It's funny I also took regular child psyc. and adolescent, those two with a different prof, and I only took them because she was really cool and fun, and now I'm only taking this because this prof. is really cool and fun (I had him for abnormal,,,actually adv. child psyc. is another class I pretty much had to take, or take something awful, but this one I kinda wanted to take and think I'll enjoy). By and large I'd have to say that psychology and sociology professors are usually pretty cool people, but occasionally you get a dull "normal" one, and it just sucks the fun right out.

Anyway I also have a sociology class, I think it's an advanced study of society or something, it seems pretty good. The prof. sounds like the classic old Southern gentleman, but I think he's also got a pretty good sense of humour, so it probably won't be too bad.

I'm also taking an introductory level English class, because I took like 12 hours of these Honours lecture/seminar things while I was in the honours college, which I thought I was going to use to exempt me from my remaining english requirements (I tested out of 9 hours). But apparently they're going to fullfill my history requirement, and some other requirement. Anyway I'm actually kinda glad, I like English and it'll be a chance to brush up on Bristish Lit. (which is the subject I selected). Besides it seems like it'll be pretty easy. This prof. is really neat, he seems EXACTLY like a prof. out of Harry Potter, and speaks with an exaggerated, diction and carries himself with an over-done pompous deportment. I'm pretty sure it's all for theatrical effect, and even if it isn't it's quite fun and fascinating anyway.

I'm also taking an Anthropology class. I was so excited when I found out I needed another humanity that wasn't socio or psyc. I'd been wanting to take some Anthropology classes all along but didn't think I had the room on my schedule. Anyway this is a nifty class, and my prof. is this youngish, not at all bad-looking, Indian woman. I often find Indian women attractive, there's something exotic about them, and I dig the accent. Anyway she's really fun too (I loved the way she said "derogatory" today), the really neat thing is that when you answer a question correctly she throws little snickers bars to you, and it's a big auditorium classroom, so it's fun when she's aiming at someone like way in the back. And yes I did get a snickers ...probably largely because I kinda like speaking up in large classes, whereas it seems many people are reluctant, so even though there were a couple hundred people I (and the other handfull who answered), had less competition. Anyway she was talking about how people naturally embellish stories when they tell them, so for the sake of this story I'm going to add that whenever she threw us a candy bar, she'd hop up on the desk and dance provocatively, progressively removing an article of clothing each time.

My Latin class is of course what worries me the most. I'm rather lazy about stuff that demands a good bit of time, and as such I got bored and dropped the 2nd Latin 3 times before I finally finished it (I was never even doing that badly, I just got tired and apathetic about it), and I've dropped the 3rd one once before too (I WAS doing badly then). It's funny the only two classes I've ever dropped are Latin and Biology, but I dropped them each A BUNCH before finally finishing biology and getting to this (final) point in Latin. Anyway I successfully completed the 2nd Latin last summer. And in this class there was this cute guy named Nick, who I thought was possibly gay I couldn't really tell for sure, I just kinda got a vibe (then again I suck at that sorta thing so he's probably a raging "Casanova" ). Anyway he was obviously very shy and quite so I didn't notice him right away until our seats were pretty routine so I didn't get a chance to talk to him. Well anyway I'm taking the 3rd one this semester with the same prof. and who should walk in on the first day of class but Nick! So of course he goes and sits in the back, but this time I'm thinking "well next time we have class I'll try to come in a little late (or almost late), see where he's sitting and make a point to strike up a coversation with him to see if I can tell one way or the other." So today was the second day of class, but I'm disappointed to say he wasn't there. So I don't know if he dropped it, or if he was just skipping. Only time will tell I guess. Anyway I feel kinda hopeful about getting through the class this time, I did pretty well with this prof. last time and we're on pretty good terms.

Anyway on a side note I got a call from an old friend/coworker who quit about 6 months ago. He wanted to see if I wanted to go have sushi with him and his girlfriend and then maybe hit the casinos.....which of course I DO want to do, so that'll be fun! I can practically taste the edemame and hear the clank of the machines already!

Well I've got about two hours before we leave so I'm going to run to the hardware store and see if I can get the washer, then I'm maybe going to go for a quick run. Take care and have a great day everyone!

Kevin