D is for… and a couple other things
D is for degree. That is funny. You probably don’t see it as funny. It is a derogatory phrase. Not meant to be serious. You have to understand that the grade received (not for me) is a D and degree was because the individual receiving the grade fell in love and decided that love and marriage were more important than grades and a career. D is for degree.
D is also for:
Dumbass
Distended belly and swollen ankles
Dislocated resources
And a lot of other things. Trust me, it’s actually very funny and has taken on an entirely different life than what it started out as. Sure, the comments, and I keep making them as they come to me, are still funny and still represent something to the audience they are being made to; but the outcome is that when you think about something long enough it really does start to form into something else and the outcome is… well… different.
With that said, life seems to be moving forward in a nice pace. Going to Arizona for Christmas and Massachusetts’s for New Years. All that means is that I have this week to complete what I need to do for Gary and then my part is done and I start a whole new job with Gary in his new department at the end of January beginning of February.
Anyway, things are good. Thought I should let people know.
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