My school didn't HAVE majors. AHAHAHAHA!
I can just sort of make stuff up based on my areas of concentration. If we'd had majors, it would have been something like Slavic Studies, Minor in CogSci. The perils of a classic, integrated liberal arts program! (Okay, honestly, I did as much Latin American studies as I did CogSci, but that was at the beginning of my career, and CogSci was at the end, and I did WAY better in the latter than the former. But my college career tended to go "doing well, doing well, nervous breakdown and flight from reality, doing well, doing well, nervous breakdown and escape into a bottle, doing well, doing well" and CogSci was in a "doing well" period of my life.)
So the big questions is why? Why are meetings boring and ineffective?
Because nobody brought the asshooks?
For the first time in three weeks, I'm caught up on the board. And Bitches is discussing asshooks.
There's a lesson there. I'm not sure what it is.
Because nobody brought the asshooks?
You've never been to a Diablo Sound meeting.
I always feel really vanilla.
Yeah, Teppy used to say that too...
I've decided: Asshooks are where you hang asshats. Obviously.
I not only have no idea what a sling is for, I'm really, really sorry I ever read my husband's whitefont, and now I have to go bleach my head to erase the last two words from my memory. For, like, ever. Those are two words I NEVER EVER EVER want to see in so much as accidental proximity to each other, let alone together with intent and purpose.