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So Western Governors University is great so far. I started on October 1st and I am really enjoying it. I have always had a difficult time with traditional school, but this is more like independent study, so it works very well for me. There are deadlines, but not like in traditional schools. I have been taking online community college classes for the past few years and I always get bogged down by the weekly assignments. With WGU, you have a set date in which to finish a class, but besides that you work at your own pace - you can even complete the class before the deadline.

I have a goal to study 25 hours a week - but, if I don't accomplish that, then at least 20. Last week I studied for 29 hours. This week has been a bit tougher (late days at work, changes in my school plan, parties I almost flaked out on, kittens, baseball playoffs, facebook videos, 30 Rock premieres, etc.) and I have only studied for 11 hours. This means that I will need to study for at least 9 hours tomorrow. Yea! I actually have been enjoying studying. At work, I think about needing to study when I get home and I usually realize that I am looking forward to it. When I have taken my other classes, I would lie on the bed while studying and usually end up falling asleep. Now I don't want to take naps, so I make myself a glass of ice-cold Pepsi (ah, that sweet caffeinated goodness) when I get home and drink it while I study so that I will stay awake.

That will end my school babilations for this evening.

All this write about Pepsi has made me want some, but I only have the caffeinated type and it's after 1 AM, so I don't think that it would be a good idea to have any.

And now, for your viewing pleasure:

It made Captain Geo laugh, so my work is done.

Weldon made a smelldon.

Gray hairs keep popping-up on my head
And just like the hair on the top of my large-sized head
Nothing is still brown
(picture it to the tune of Raindrops Keep Falling On My Head - and you have to sing "popping-up" really fast)

And now maybe for some photos . . .

An old friend:

What I wish I looked like . . . cartoon and all:

Yes, even the mitten hands.

Dexter when he has blinky eyes:

Weldon placing himself into my line of sight because it's dinner time and, as you can see, we never feed him . . . that's sarcastic . . . we feed him a lot . . . probably too much: