Mysteries of being Human
1. Why do we sneeze?
2. Where do 'the chills' come from?
3. Since when do little microorganisms think they can invade the well oiled machine that is my body?!?
3a. How do microorganisms make me sneeze?
3b. Where is the internal Lysol?
and one last one: Do microorganisms get 'the chills'?
Tuesday, February 17, 2004
The first test of the Semester
They are a given you know, those first tests. They happen every semester, and they always suck. Not because you don't know the material, because in general you do. It's because you haven't figured out the teacher's testing style yet. I have the practice tests, so I have a general idea. But until I take the test, I will be still sorta in unknown territory. Good thing I get to take it tomorrow morning, right?!?
Tonight I'm not going to work out because I'm feeling a bit ill, and I have this test to actually spend some time studying for. I'll probably go to bed early as well. I don't know though, I hardly ever get into bed before 11, no matter HOW hard I try. It's kinda odd.
Well, enough on that. I think I'm done talking about the test I have tomorrow. It's O-chem, and I'm fairly confident. That's saying enough, I think!
They are a given you know, those first tests. They happen every semester, and they always suck. Not because you don't know the material, because in general you do. It's because you haven't figured out the teacher's testing style yet. I have the practice tests, so I have a general idea. But until I take the test, I will be still sorta in unknown territory. Good thing I get to take it tomorrow morning, right?!?
Tonight I'm not going to work out because I'm feeling a bit ill, and I have this test to actually spend some time studying for. I'll probably go to bed early as well. I don't know though, I hardly ever get into bed before 11, no matter HOW hard I try. It's kinda odd.
Well, enough on that. I think I'm done talking about the test I have tomorrow. It's O-chem, and I'm fairly confident. That's saying enough, I think!
Monday, February 16, 2004
Going a Viking
NO, I do NOT mean the Minnesota Vikings. I would never turn Viking?!? What were you thinking! I mean, I went raiding, that type of a viking. And, next time, I'm gonna bring better raiding tools. Yep. I did my raid of clearance valentines chocolate and plants, and there was not much to be found! I went to target AND to cub foods. No such luck. So, we bought a bag of regular Dove Dark Chocolates, as a consolation prize, and promosed to return with a vengence just after Easter to raid the Easter chocolate. IT was already out on the shelves!!! EEK There are Two whole months before it will even be put into little baskets for the children. The poor chocolate. Maybe I should go eat some now. Or at least buy some Peeps.
NO, I do NOT mean the Minnesota Vikings. I would never turn Viking?!? What were you thinking! I mean, I went raiding, that type of a viking. And, next time, I'm gonna bring better raiding tools. Yep. I did my raid of clearance valentines chocolate and plants, and there was not much to be found! I went to target AND to cub foods. No such luck. So, we bought a bag of regular Dove Dark Chocolates, as a consolation prize, and promosed to return with a vengence just after Easter to raid the Easter chocolate. IT was already out on the shelves!!! EEK There are Two whole months before it will even be put into little baskets for the children. The poor chocolate. Maybe I should go eat some now. Or at least buy some Peeps.
Friday, February 13, 2004
Again with the strange dreams
I wonder if it's something I ate. Or maybe it's because I make a concentrated effort to remember my dreams every day, that I just am getting better at it. Anyway last night's dream was a bit shorter than the last two. It consisted of being in the back of a party place, the place being the town hall we rent for large gatherings. The back room doesn't actually exist, but it was there just the same. The back room reminded me of Sams Club-floor to ceiling food. I was trying to climb up and meet a girl from gradeschool on the top by the chips. It reminds me a bit of that doritos commerical with the climber going for the chips. There was just a lot of talking to people from grade school and trying to find this or that food, to make this or that dish, like we were preparing for a party. I think I was hungry.
I woke up feeling vaguely like there was some other detail, something important, that I had just forgotten. But then, I woke up and my arm was asleep from the elbow down, like it has been for the last while. So maybe I just was wondering if my arm was, in fact, still attached.
I wonder if it's something I ate. Or maybe it's because I make a concentrated effort to remember my dreams every day, that I just am getting better at it. Anyway last night's dream was a bit shorter than the last two. It consisted of being in the back of a party place, the place being the town hall we rent for large gatherings. The back room doesn't actually exist, but it was there just the same. The back room reminded me of Sams Club-floor to ceiling food. I was trying to climb up and meet a girl from gradeschool on the top by the chips. It reminds me a bit of that doritos commerical with the climber going for the chips. There was just a lot of talking to people from grade school and trying to find this or that food, to make this or that dish, like we were preparing for a party. I think I was hungry.
I woke up feeling vaguely like there was some other detail, something important, that I had just forgotten. But then, I woke up and my arm was asleep from the elbow down, like it has been for the last while. So maybe I just was wondering if my arm was, in fact, still attached.
Thursday, February 12, 2004
A Chocolate Valentine for...ME!
I've decided the best thing about Valentine's Day, is really a couple days after...when all the chocolates go on sale. Clearance chocolate. Who could ask for anything more? I think I'll go on a chocolate raid on sunday, or maybe even monday. Chocolate keeps for a very long time in the freezer. Yup, I love chocolate.
Maybe I'll even rescue a few plants from the clearance bins. Unless plants aren't on sale. I don't know, do you buy your sweetheart a plant? They don't die right away like flowers do, but I think flowers are supposed to be more romantic. Funny, something that dies in a week is more romantic than something that lives for a few years, or longer if you remember to give it light and water. Must be Romeo and Juliet Syndrome.
I've decided the best thing about Valentine's Day, is really a couple days after...when all the chocolates go on sale. Clearance chocolate. Who could ask for anything more? I think I'll go on a chocolate raid on sunday, or maybe even monday. Chocolate keeps for a very long time in the freezer. Yup, I love chocolate.
Maybe I'll even rescue a few plants from the clearance bins. Unless plants aren't on sale. I don't know, do you buy your sweetheart a plant? They don't die right away like flowers do, but I think flowers are supposed to be more romantic. Funny, something that dies in a week is more romantic than something that lives for a few years, or longer if you remember to give it light and water. Must be Romeo and Juliet Syndrome.
A basketball will take over the world
Or at least, she will try. Yes, it was a she. A face, though with features not that discernable, a feminine face protruding from the side of a basketball. The baskeball/globe flew. It had powers. There were planes in the sky, above the tall buildings I stood between. The basketball, which had now turned white, all white, even the face, flew above me. It called the planes down upon the buildings the way some mystic mage might call down the lightenings. The planes, mostly of military persuasion, would just stop working, and then come crashing down upon the buildings. There are people running now, for their lives and for their sanity. They are tying to get away from the planes falling from the sky like some mechanical destructive rain. I had the power to stop them though. I stood on a hill, looking over one tall building and up into the sky. I could use my mind to keep the planes from hitting anything close by. They would fall, but they wouldn't fall into my tall buildings. I looked around at my city. It reminded me a bit of one of the cities used in Rogue Squadron -the origional for PC. Maybe from level 4, the rememberence is fleeting and I can't place it now. I looked back up into the sky, and bent my will on the planes. The white basketballed face is glowering at me, no longer laughing. Had I mentioned it was laughing at me before, at my futility to stop it? It laughed no longer. I had the trick of it now, and I was stronger.
The planes have stopped falling from the sky, so now we're going to go skiing. Why not? I like to ski. I'm at the ski hill with my brother, and my cousins, and some friends. We are sitting in the snow at the top of the hill. I can still persuade things to happen, Planes aren't falling, but snow is. The sun is out too. Funny how things happen that way. The runs are groomed well, my skis are gone though, I'm skiing on my feet. I'm going down a really steep run too, and the snow is gone. It's like I've past the snowline. I know I don't have to worry about the almost vertical drop down boulders and over a little stream. I'll make it down to my cousin's minivan alive. I land, and everyone is happy. I've shown my power subtlely. We are driving to a new ski hill now. Just my brother and my cousin and I. There is a driver, he/she is not important but only our way to the new place. We get there, and the runs are impossibly steep, the terrain is impossibly difficult, it's like a mountain-a real mountain- just appeared in the middle of the midwest. Odd? Nope, the answer is we are no longer in the midwest, just somewhere like it. The ski hill is an experimental hill, where they try out new runs and new grooming equipment and styles. We get out of the van and go up the ski lift. We sit at the top, admiring the view, the city in the distance, the very blue sky with no planes falling. Somewhere out there, the white faced basketball is hiding. She has been defeated. I'm going back to the lodge, where I can meet people for dinner. I think we're having peanut butter and jelly sandwiches.
Or at least, she will try. Yes, it was a she. A face, though with features not that discernable, a feminine face protruding from the side of a basketball. The baskeball/globe flew. It had powers. There were planes in the sky, above the tall buildings I stood between. The basketball, which had now turned white, all white, even the face, flew above me. It called the planes down upon the buildings the way some mystic mage might call down the lightenings. The planes, mostly of military persuasion, would just stop working, and then come crashing down upon the buildings. There are people running now, for their lives and for their sanity. They are tying to get away from the planes falling from the sky like some mechanical destructive rain. I had the power to stop them though. I stood on a hill, looking over one tall building and up into the sky. I could use my mind to keep the planes from hitting anything close by. They would fall, but they wouldn't fall into my tall buildings. I looked around at my city. It reminded me a bit of one of the cities used in Rogue Squadron -the origional for PC. Maybe from level 4, the rememberence is fleeting and I can't place it now. I looked back up into the sky, and bent my will on the planes. The white basketballed face is glowering at me, no longer laughing. Had I mentioned it was laughing at me before, at my futility to stop it? It laughed no longer. I had the trick of it now, and I was stronger.
The planes have stopped falling from the sky, so now we're going to go skiing. Why not? I like to ski. I'm at the ski hill with my brother, and my cousins, and some friends. We are sitting in the snow at the top of the hill. I can still persuade things to happen, Planes aren't falling, but snow is. The sun is out too. Funny how things happen that way. The runs are groomed well, my skis are gone though, I'm skiing on my feet. I'm going down a really steep run too, and the snow is gone. It's like I've past the snowline. I know I don't have to worry about the almost vertical drop down boulders and over a little stream. I'll make it down to my cousin's minivan alive. I land, and everyone is happy. I've shown my power subtlely. We are driving to a new ski hill now. Just my brother and my cousin and I. There is a driver, he/she is not important but only our way to the new place. We get there, and the runs are impossibly steep, the terrain is impossibly difficult, it's like a mountain-a real mountain- just appeared in the middle of the midwest. Odd? Nope, the answer is we are no longer in the midwest, just somewhere like it. The ski hill is an experimental hill, where they try out new runs and new grooming equipment and styles. We get out of the van and go up the ski lift. We sit at the top, admiring the view, the city in the distance, the very blue sky with no planes falling. Somewhere out there, the white faced basketball is hiding. She has been defeated. I'm going back to the lodge, where I can meet people for dinner. I think we're having peanut butter and jelly sandwiches.
Monday, February 09, 2004
Dreams Are Silly Things
So, I go to bed last night, and my eyes hurt. I have a cloth over them, you know one that is cold to take out the swelling. The power goes out, then back on. I sit up, take the cloth off my eyes, and reset my clock. Too bad I set the alarm clock as the time. But, I don't use it as an alarm anyway. That's what my cell phone is for. I didn't realize this during the night however. So. I wake up and look at said clock,and it says 6:00. Not so much, that was abotu and hour and a half off. I remember thinking I didn't have all that much sleep time left. I was wrong. Strange night, huh. The dreams were even stranger.....
Setting one, kitchen...vaguely my apartment, but with a seperate dining room. I'm in the dining room at the table, eating something. Talking to people. I notice my grittle (do I own one???) is still on. I go to see what is up. I see chicken being cooked. Brett Favre (what is he doing here?!?) is there, with a cute apron on, cooking chicken and other things on the grittle in the kitchen. The chicken is herb covered, or something. He finishes cooking, turns off the grittle, and sets two chicken breasts beside the grittle for me. "I'm done here, you can eat those" He says. "Don't you want any?" I reply. No answer, he walks out the door, which wasn't there before, and leaves.
New setting, I'm at home in green bay, talking to Katie. Asking for directions to her place in Eau Claire. (She lives in EC now...no she doesn't. Ok, so maybe she just has a Cottage there...COTTAGE!?!) So, She gives me some directions, I think about them, but don't write them down. I'm back in Minneapolis, and I'll meet her in EC.
So I'm in Minneapolis, and Brett Favre is back (why is he still here?) It's my house, I know this (and I'm not thinking this is a dream...yet), yet it has two beds in the bedroom, like you would find in a hotel. He's sitting on one, actually, kinda laying on his stomach. I'm sitting on the other. We are facing eachother. He has a portfolio in his hand. You know, the kind you can flip open that has the pad of paper inside. He has it open. There is a bunch of stuff written on the paper, but not line per line. There are doodles, words underlined, a sentence diagonally. He's talking to me. Hesitant about something. He stops and starts, occasionally writing something down left handed (why is he writing left handed, I've seen him throw a ball right handed. I think something is wrong. ((I'm beginning to think I'm dreaming)) Still, I can tell he has issues, so I let him talk.) I listen to what he says, offer him advice. He looks young, like the pictures of when he first came to the packers, like he's a rookie, like we went to school together. (I don't remember what he said, but we talked for a while, and then the scene suddenly switches...I remember the taste of the chicken he made me, it was really good.)
I'm driving, and talking to Katie on the phone. I'm getting directions to her place in EC again, because apparently I don't remember what I didn't write down. She tells me to turn on this street, go one block go left. Go right down another street ((I can't remember the names right now, but she was giving me specific street names)). I turn down the street she tells me too, and keep driving. I ask her when I am going to meet her. She pauses, and then says " I haven't left Green Bay yet." I stop to think about that (but keep driving, I'm using my headset). So, you won't be here for at least four hours?" I reply. "Yup" she says. I change my mind on where I want to go. "Tell me how to get to the library and the mall." I respond. She tells me. I have faith in my memory this time (after all, I'm not going to be interupted by Mr. Favre) so I hang up and drive. I have my window down (do I have a convertable? My car isn't the saturn, it's some sporty thing, and it's a manual) I drive past Lake Michigan, practically on the beach on this street. It's cold, I don't know why my window is down, but I leave it down. I can smell the water. (Why is Lake Michigan in EC now?) I drove to the library, and turned off the car.
I am in front of the library, a white building, with old fashioned siding. Looks kinda like an old fashioned church put to a different use. I imagine inside will be floor to ceiling books on the old fashioned style bookshelves. Problem...the library is closed. I put something (what is it?) into one of those storage lockers with the little removable keys you see at places like a ski lodge. I took the key, and went to the mall.
I'm in the mall. I go to Victoria's secret, and look at things that I saw on a website. I find things I like. Satin robes and the like, and try them on. I get the opinion of people. I make a purchase. Brett Favre is back. (why does he keep showing up?) We go back outside. I get in my car, he pulls away in his little green coupe with a sunroof. It's kermit green. That is the color we decide on.
I call Katie, and get the directions to her place again. I meet her there. I hear my alarm...(why is there an alarm, where am I supposed to be now) I fade into wakefullness.
So there you have it, all the bits of my dream. It mkaes no sense to me, just a bunch of randomness. But, the chicken was good. I woke up thinking mostely of the chicken, and could still taste it. Yum. (I had chicken for dinner, but it just wasn't the same)
So, I go to bed last night, and my eyes hurt. I have a cloth over them, you know one that is cold to take out the swelling. The power goes out, then back on. I sit up, take the cloth off my eyes, and reset my clock. Too bad I set the alarm clock as the time. But, I don't use it as an alarm anyway. That's what my cell phone is for. I didn't realize this during the night however. So. I wake up and look at said clock,and it says 6:00. Not so much, that was abotu and hour and a half off. I remember thinking I didn't have all that much sleep time left. I was wrong. Strange night, huh. The dreams were even stranger.....
Setting one, kitchen...vaguely my apartment, but with a seperate dining room. I'm in the dining room at the table, eating something. Talking to people. I notice my grittle (do I own one???) is still on. I go to see what is up. I see chicken being cooked. Brett Favre (what is he doing here?!?) is there, with a cute apron on, cooking chicken and other things on the grittle in the kitchen. The chicken is herb covered, or something. He finishes cooking, turns off the grittle, and sets two chicken breasts beside the grittle for me. "I'm done here, you can eat those" He says. "Don't you want any?" I reply. No answer, he walks out the door, which wasn't there before, and leaves.
New setting, I'm at home in green bay, talking to Katie. Asking for directions to her place in Eau Claire. (She lives in EC now...no she doesn't. Ok, so maybe she just has a Cottage there...COTTAGE!?!) So, She gives me some directions, I think about them, but don't write them down. I'm back in Minneapolis, and I'll meet her in EC.
So I'm in Minneapolis, and Brett Favre is back (why is he still here?) It's my house, I know this (and I'm not thinking this is a dream...yet), yet it has two beds in the bedroom, like you would find in a hotel. He's sitting on one, actually, kinda laying on his stomach. I'm sitting on the other. We are facing eachother. He has a portfolio in his hand. You know, the kind you can flip open that has the pad of paper inside. He has it open. There is a bunch of stuff written on the paper, but not line per line. There are doodles, words underlined, a sentence diagonally. He's talking to me. Hesitant about something. He stops and starts, occasionally writing something down left handed (why is he writing left handed, I've seen him throw a ball right handed. I think something is wrong. ((I'm beginning to think I'm dreaming)) Still, I can tell he has issues, so I let him talk.) I listen to what he says, offer him advice. He looks young, like the pictures of when he first came to the packers, like he's a rookie, like we went to school together. (I don't remember what he said, but we talked for a while, and then the scene suddenly switches...I remember the taste of the chicken he made me, it was really good.)
I'm driving, and talking to Katie on the phone. I'm getting directions to her place in EC again, because apparently I don't remember what I didn't write down. She tells me to turn on this street, go one block go left. Go right down another street ((I can't remember the names right now, but she was giving me specific street names)). I turn down the street she tells me too, and keep driving. I ask her when I am going to meet her. She pauses, and then says " I haven't left Green Bay yet." I stop to think about that (but keep driving, I'm using my headset). So, you won't be here for at least four hours?" I reply. "Yup" she says. I change my mind on where I want to go. "Tell me how to get to the library and the mall." I respond. She tells me. I have faith in my memory this time (after all, I'm not going to be interupted by Mr. Favre) so I hang up and drive. I have my window down (do I have a convertable? My car isn't the saturn, it's some sporty thing, and it's a manual) I drive past Lake Michigan, practically on the beach on this street. It's cold, I don't know why my window is down, but I leave it down. I can smell the water. (Why is Lake Michigan in EC now?) I drove to the library, and turned off the car.
I am in front of the library, a white building, with old fashioned siding. Looks kinda like an old fashioned church put to a different use. I imagine inside will be floor to ceiling books on the old fashioned style bookshelves. Problem...the library is closed. I put something (what is it?) into one of those storage lockers with the little removable keys you see at places like a ski lodge. I took the key, and went to the mall.
I'm in the mall. I go to Victoria's secret, and look at things that I saw on a website. I find things I like. Satin robes and the like, and try them on. I get the opinion of people. I make a purchase. Brett Favre is back. (why does he keep showing up?) We go back outside. I get in my car, he pulls away in his little green coupe with a sunroof. It's kermit green. That is the color we decide on.
I call Katie, and get the directions to her place again. I meet her there. I hear my alarm...(why is there an alarm, where am I supposed to be now) I fade into wakefullness.
So there you have it, all the bits of my dream. It mkaes no sense to me, just a bunch of randomness. But, the chicken was good. I woke up thinking mostely of the chicken, and could still taste it. Yum. (I had chicken for dinner, but it just wasn't the same)
Tuesday, February 03, 2004
Ouch...um...ouch.
I did it again today! No, I didn't fall down rollerblading, or ice skating, or slide down a wall climbing. Today, I ran. Yup. I ran/walked over 3.5 miles. First I warmed up on the eliptical runner for 1.5 + miles. Then I walked .25 miles, then ran 1.5 then walked .25 for a total of 2 miles on the treadmill. This is the second week in a row of Tuesday Cario, and of going 3.5 miles. I also bench press, and do sit-ups.
So, I'm not sore today, but you can bet tomorrow will bring a whole different tale. Last week I climbed Wed. night and then went dancing at GZ on Thursday to ease the pain. I'm climbing tomorrow, but I think I'll have to throw in more cardio on Thursday to keep it up.
If I keep it up, I might even allow myself in public in a bikini. That would be something new and different :P
I did it again today! No, I didn't fall down rollerblading, or ice skating, or slide down a wall climbing. Today, I ran. Yup. I ran/walked over 3.5 miles. First I warmed up on the eliptical runner for 1.5 + miles. Then I walked .25 miles, then ran 1.5 then walked .25 for a total of 2 miles on the treadmill. This is the second week in a row of Tuesday Cario, and of going 3.5 miles. I also bench press, and do sit-ups.
So, I'm not sore today, but you can bet tomorrow will bring a whole different tale. Last week I climbed Wed. night and then went dancing at GZ on Thursday to ease the pain. I'm climbing tomorrow, but I think I'll have to throw in more cardio on Thursday to keep it up.
If I keep it up, I might even allow myself in public in a bikini. That would be something new and different :P
Wednesday, January 28, 2004
*eh, hem*
To: Old Man Winter
From: Twin Cities Residents
Re: The bloody cold weather
Excuse me, but could you take five? Really! below zero (F) temperatures to 6-8 inches of snow back to Below Zero Temps, do not make for a happy cycle. The residents in these fair cities would like some weather closer to freezing to enjoy the winter wonderland. Sledding, Skiing, Ice skating, we can't enjoy these sports without nice weather.
So how about laying off the sub-zero temps for a few days, and letting the sun shine through? It would be much nicer than the -20C to -30C temps (without windchill) you've planned for the next week!
To: Old Man Winter
From: Twin Cities Residents
Re: The bloody cold weather
Excuse me, but could you take five? Really! below zero (F) temperatures to 6-8 inches of snow back to Below Zero Temps, do not make for a happy cycle. The residents in these fair cities would like some weather closer to freezing to enjoy the winter wonderland. Sledding, Skiing, Ice skating, we can't enjoy these sports without nice weather.
So how about laying off the sub-zero temps for a few days, and letting the sun shine through? It would be much nicer than the -20C to -30C temps (without windchill) you've planned for the next week!
Monday, January 26, 2004
Hm, I haven't gotten far enough in the series to meet this one...
But apparently if I were a villian, I'd be like her(gotta love procrastination)~
What Inuyasha Villain Are You?
But apparently if I were a villian, I'd be like her(gotta love procrastination)~
What Inuyasha Villain Are You?
Maybe I should find something else to do at work...
Like all the work I have. Still, one has to take breaks if one is going to stay sane...
Odd, this is one of the few quizes at quizilla where I pretty much stay one charecter. Maybe cause its all based on one answer?
Your Kagome! you like to hang out with your friends
and are always the first person to volunteer to
show a new student around, you are kind and
giving and enjoy having a occasional sleep-over
with the girls!
What Inuyasha Character are you?
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Like all the work I have. Still, one has to take breaks if one is going to stay sane...
Odd, this is one of the few quizes at quizilla where I pretty much stay one charecter. Maybe cause its all based on one answer?
Your Kagome! you like to hang out with your friends
and are always the first person to volunteer to
show a new student around, you are kind and
giving and enjoy having a occasional sleep-over
with the girls!
What Inuyasha Character are you?
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Sunday, January 25, 2004
Wow, here we go again...
You know, it's only one week into the beginning of this semester of 'fun' classes, and I'm already at it again. That 'P' word...Procrastination! ARG! I'm really good at keeping up in my Rhet class, but it's really hard to bring myself to read my O-chem book...and do the problems. I've already planned an industrius afternoon of cleaning just to keep myself from having to actually having to LOOK at it. I mean--ich. I want to learn the stuff, and it IS interesting. It's just that...the book is so DRY ( of course, it would be hard to read a wet book) and boring (unlike my Rhet book, which is actually pretty interesting, even if she's playing the typical "rhet or english person"-repeat-myself-umpteenth-times-to-hammer-my-point-home games. The book is about how society, culture, and the "times we live in" influence the sciences, specifically the language of science.
Some might role their eyes at that, but the book does rasie some interesting points. It's called Nature's Body: Gender in the Making of Modern Science We get to watch films in this class too, and then discuss. Much more fun that being packed like sardines into a COMPLETELY full lecture hall with sometihing like 238 other O-chem students three days a week.
Well, I think I'm off to go get a bloody mary or two. Another good way to procrastinate.
You know, it's only one week into the beginning of this semester of 'fun' classes, and I'm already at it again. That 'P' word...Procrastination! ARG! I'm really good at keeping up in my Rhet class, but it's really hard to bring myself to read my O-chem book...and do the problems. I've already planned an industrius afternoon of cleaning just to keep myself from having to actually having to LOOK at it. I mean--ich. I want to learn the stuff, and it IS interesting. It's just that...the book is so DRY ( of course, it would be hard to read a wet book) and boring (unlike my Rhet book, which is actually pretty interesting, even if she's playing the typical "rhet or english person"-repeat-myself-umpteenth-times-to-hammer-my-point-home games. The book is about how society, culture, and the "times we live in" influence the sciences, specifically the language of science.
Some might role their eyes at that, but the book does rasie some interesting points. It's called Nature's Body: Gender in the Making of Modern Science We get to watch films in this class too, and then discuss. Much more fun that being packed like sardines into a COMPLETELY full lecture hall with sometihing like 238 other O-chem students three days a week.
Well, I think I'm off to go get a bloody mary or two. Another good way to procrastinate.
Thursday, January 15, 2004
You are Kermit the Frog.
You are reliable, responsible and caring. And you
have a habit of waving your arms about
maniacally.
FAVORITE EXPRESSIONS:
"Hi ho!" "Yaaay!" and
"Sheesh!"
FAVORITE MOVIE:
"How Green Was My Mother"
LAST BOOK READ:
"Surfin' the Webfoot: A Frog's Guide to the
Internet"
HOBBIES:
Sitting in the swamp playing banjo.
QUOTE:
"Hmm, my banjo is wet."
What Muppet are you?
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School...again...
This weekend is kind of a paradox. I'm going home to see Katie, who has returned from London and all the other places she has been, and i'm going home to have a Graduation Party. yet...I'm still in school. This confuses me. I have finished my undergrad and am taking classes between that and my Grad degree. I don't feel like I really finished though, since my 'break' between them will be this summer, and that's normal for any school break. I still have to put in my application for my masters. One of my fellow undergrad-mates is also getting his Masters in the same program...but he's getting a masters of science and I'm getting a Masters of Public Health. I often wonder if I shouldn't get the masters of science instead...I still don't know. I'm sure I can start, and then switch. Bleah!
**side note** Dorene at work makes excellent caramel. I have had two, and I should stop now. Probably I will eat another**
The party this weekend, Saturday, will be great fun. It's mostly relatives, though Katie and Chris may stop in for a bit. I just feel weird being the centre of attention. I mean--I know I did well, I know I deserve it, but...I feel almost like I should wait til I accomplish the Masters first. Oh well, I'm gonna have fun.
**other side note** I have been smelling burned toast, and melted butter for a while. Maybe some one made popcorn or burned bread, but I don't think it's popcorn...the smell (for some reason) is making me hungry...**
Well, I am still considering changing my weblog about, getting rid of my other one, but I have to find the time first.
Update on New Year's Resolutions
1. Still flossing daily, or almost daily. Only miss one day a week-if that.
2. I'm still surviving til next year.
This weekend is kind of a paradox. I'm going home to see Katie, who has returned from London and all the other places she has been, and i'm going home to have a Graduation Party. yet...I'm still in school. This confuses me. I have finished my undergrad and am taking classes between that and my Grad degree. I don't feel like I really finished though, since my 'break' between them will be this summer, and that's normal for any school break. I still have to put in my application for my masters. One of my fellow undergrad-mates is also getting his Masters in the same program...but he's getting a masters of science and I'm getting a Masters of Public Health. I often wonder if I shouldn't get the masters of science instead...I still don't know. I'm sure I can start, and then switch. Bleah!
**side note** Dorene at work makes excellent caramel. I have had two, and I should stop now. Probably I will eat another**
The party this weekend, Saturday, will be great fun. It's mostly relatives, though Katie and Chris may stop in for a bit. I just feel weird being the centre of attention. I mean--I know I did well, I know I deserve it, but...I feel almost like I should wait til I accomplish the Masters first. Oh well, I'm gonna have fun.
**other side note** I have been smelling burned toast, and melted butter for a while. Maybe some one made popcorn or burned bread, but I don't think it's popcorn...the smell (for some reason) is making me hungry...**
Well, I am still considering changing my weblog about, getting rid of my other one, but I have to find the time first.
Update on New Year's Resolutions
1. Still flossing daily, or almost daily. Only miss one day a week-if that.
2. I'm still surviving til next year.
Wednesday, January 07, 2004
Another new hobby???
Hm, I think I may go here for my new workouts. It's near home and I get to punch and kick things!
Hm, I think I may go here for my new workouts. It's near home and I get to punch and kick things!
Monday, January 05, 2004
Go Home, Mikey!
Yay for the Packers! They did it again. Not only winning again, but also sending their old head coach, Mike Holmgren-now of the Seahawks- packing! The game managed to be typically hair raising and nerve-wracking, going into overtime, but it was worth it. Now, on to Philidelphia to take on the Eagles. I think we have a think for Birds this Playoffs. Hm, perhaps I should follow Jenny's example and kick one...
Yay for the Packers! They did it again. Not only winning again, but also sending their old head coach, Mike Holmgren-now of the Seahawks- packing! The game managed to be typically hair raising and nerve-wracking, going into overtime, but it was worth it. Now, on to Philidelphia to take on the Eagles. I think we have a think for Birds this Playoffs. Hm, perhaps I should follow Jenny's example and kick one...
Wednesday, December 31, 2003
5...4...3....2....1...
Happy New Year!!!!
I don't know what I'm doing for the celebratory countdown yet...I mean, it's me! I procrastinate. Maybe I better make a new years resolution about that. Hm, nope, I'm gonna be realisitc.
New years resolutions: Everybody makes them. Maybe not every year, but at some point everyone stops, has the moment of clear thought and stillness that may mark an epiphany, and says "Next year, I'm gonna..." Once I thought I'd make a resolution to make no more resolutions, as I tend to not follow them, and then feel bad. But, realizing that was rather an oxymoron...I stopped that idea. This year, I'm gonna be realisitc. I'm not going to "lose 20 pounds this year", or even 10. I'm not going to resolve to "eat less sweets" I like them too much. Other favorites include keeping in touch with family and friends more, or smiling more, or telling so-and-so that you love them, or remembering to pay attention to the small things in life. Nope, none of these for me either. I know they are all good goals, but I'm not turning them into a resolution that I can break. Though I will try harder to keep in touch with people, I'd rather just do it, not resolve to do it. "Do, or do not. There is no try." I really do love that quote. I'm not going to try to be less judgemental. Hell, we all know I'm stubborn, obstinant, and set in my ways. I'm a college graduate for goodness sake. I'll just do what I learned was a "good idea" in school...keep my opinions to myself.
So what? You ask. What are you going to resolve to do as this fine year turns from 2003 to 2004? (By the way, how the hell did 23.25 or so years of my life go by this quickly?) My resolutions for 2004:
1. Floss. Yes, floss. It's something I'm supposed to be doing anyhow, and I don't want to lose my pretty pearly whites. And, this last week, I've flossed 3 out of 4 days, if you count Sunday. So, I've already started to turn it into a habit; continuing shouldn't be all that hard. Some habits are good for you...really.
2. Survive the year. Good resolution, don't you think? It's not all that crazy really. Oh, I don't mean...live through the year, though I plan on doing that. I mean, do a semester of classes for work, work hard, get ready and start my Masters. It's a different world. I don't want to be someone I don't recognize one year from now.
I could keep going but I seem to have developed a nasty cold thing. I actually have a fever! I haven't had one of those in forever. Earlier today it was 100.6. My normal body temp is about 98.2 or 98.4 so, I'm all burning. I have the chills and aches and a nasty cough. I think some bug made a New Year's Resolution to attack me. So, who knows if I'll be up at midnight counting down the numbers with everyone and blowing noise makers. I certainly won't be kissing anyone. I think the cold realized today was a great day to infect me--so many possible vectors to infect others. I may be able to make it til 11 and watch the times square ball drop. Makes me think of the last couple of New Years' celebrations. Me and Katie, watching movies one year and missing ours so staying up til one to celebrate with mountain time. Me and Katie drinking an entire liter or more of champane by ourselves. Play Project Gotham Racing and eating S'mores out of the fire. It was becoming a tradition. Sadly, Katie has already celebrated somewhere on the Continent. I raised my water glass to you in a toast at 5PM Katie, hope you and Jenny had a great time doing whatever--ringing in the new year.
Now, I'm gonna go find dinner and feel miserable. See--now had I made a resolution like "I'm gonna be a happier person in 2004" I'd already be breaking it. Yup, Flossing and Surviving til 2005. I think I can manage those!
Happy New Year!!!!
I don't know what I'm doing for the celebratory countdown yet...I mean, it's me! I procrastinate. Maybe I better make a new years resolution about that. Hm, nope, I'm gonna be realisitc.
New years resolutions: Everybody makes them. Maybe not every year, but at some point everyone stops, has the moment of clear thought and stillness that may mark an epiphany, and says "Next year, I'm gonna..." Once I thought I'd make a resolution to make no more resolutions, as I tend to not follow them, and then feel bad. But, realizing that was rather an oxymoron...I stopped that idea. This year, I'm gonna be realisitc. I'm not going to "lose 20 pounds this year", or even 10. I'm not going to resolve to "eat less sweets" I like them too much. Other favorites include keeping in touch with family and friends more, or smiling more, or telling so-and-so that you love them, or remembering to pay attention to the small things in life. Nope, none of these for me either. I know they are all good goals, but I'm not turning them into a resolution that I can break. Though I will try harder to keep in touch with people, I'd rather just do it, not resolve to do it. "Do, or do not. There is no try." I really do love that quote. I'm not going to try to be less judgemental. Hell, we all know I'm stubborn, obstinant, and set in my ways. I'm a college graduate for goodness sake. I'll just do what I learned was a "good idea" in school...keep my opinions to myself.
So what? You ask. What are you going to resolve to do as this fine year turns from 2003 to 2004? (By the way, how the hell did 23.25 or so years of my life go by this quickly?) My resolutions for 2004:
1. Floss. Yes, floss. It's something I'm supposed to be doing anyhow, and I don't want to lose my pretty pearly whites. And, this last week, I've flossed 3 out of 4 days, if you count Sunday. So, I've already started to turn it into a habit; continuing shouldn't be all that hard. Some habits are good for you...really.
2. Survive the year. Good resolution, don't you think? It's not all that crazy really. Oh, I don't mean...live through the year, though I plan on doing that. I mean, do a semester of classes for work, work hard, get ready and start my Masters. It's a different world. I don't want to be someone I don't recognize one year from now.
I could keep going but I seem to have developed a nasty cold thing. I actually have a fever! I haven't had one of those in forever. Earlier today it was 100.6. My normal body temp is about 98.2 or 98.4 so, I'm all burning. I have the chills and aches and a nasty cough. I think some bug made a New Year's Resolution to attack me. So, who knows if I'll be up at midnight counting down the numbers with everyone and blowing noise makers. I certainly won't be kissing anyone. I think the cold realized today was a great day to infect me--so many possible vectors to infect others. I may be able to make it til 11 and watch the times square ball drop. Makes me think of the last couple of New Years' celebrations. Me and Katie, watching movies one year and missing ours so staying up til one to celebrate with mountain time. Me and Katie drinking an entire liter or more of champane by ourselves. Play Project Gotham Racing and eating S'mores out of the fire. It was becoming a tradition. Sadly, Katie has already celebrated somewhere on the Continent. I raised my water glass to you in a toast at 5PM Katie, hope you and Jenny had a great time doing whatever--ringing in the new year.
Now, I'm gonna go find dinner and feel miserable. See--now had I made a resolution like "I'm gonna be a happier person in 2004" I'd already be breaking it. Yup, Flossing and Surviving til 2005. I think I can manage those!
Tuesday, December 30, 2003
Another day...
Another Dollar! Blah, I work to fast. I have finished most of what I thought would take me all week. Good thing I have found a few more projects. I wonder how much stuff I'm gonna get done now that I'm working full time for the next 2.5 weeks, and then 25 hrs a week after that?!?
On another note, I learned that I am indeed registered to take classes the way I need to. Now I think I should go about figuring out how to drop my minor, since I'm not actually getting one anymore. I'm not sure if you have to tell them you are not doing something. :P After all, I don't want it to affect my diploma! So, off I go to the email page to find out who to email and tell them I am no longer seeking a Minor in Spanish Studies. Would be fun if I had time. Hm, I COULD register for 15 credits of upper division spanish for next semester...--yeah right!
Another Dollar! Blah, I work to fast. I have finished most of what I thought would take me all week. Good thing I have found a few more projects. I wonder how much stuff I'm gonna get done now that I'm working full time for the next 2.5 weeks, and then 25 hrs a week after that?!?
On another note, I learned that I am indeed registered to take classes the way I need to. Now I think I should go about figuring out how to drop my minor, since I'm not actually getting one anymore. I'm not sure if you have to tell them you are not doing something. :P After all, I don't want it to affect my diploma! So, off I go to the email page to find out who to email and tell them I am no longer seeking a Minor in Spanish Studies. Would be fun if I had time. Hm, I COULD register for 15 credits of upper division spanish for next semester...--yeah right!
Lists and more Lists
Today has been a day of lists. I have made one for work...which i keep adding too, I made one for home, which I have crossed some things off on. I made one for internet stuff too, here it is:
1. Update blogs
a. Back-date entries for Whimsical Doodles for vacation
b. Find out about Meandering Evengale (Katie I left you a note on the posts screen that isn't published)
2. Brainstorm new website
3. Application to grad school online
I wonder why I have #3 last? Probably cause I need to procrastinate on something over break. Anyway, I will be updating this page later today with all my adventures from finals and going home for the holidays. I just thought I would put something here for people to read in the interim.
Today has been a day of lists. I have made one for work...which i keep adding too, I made one for home, which I have crossed some things off on. I made one for internet stuff too, here it is:
1. Update blogs
a. Back-date entries for Whimsical Doodles for vacation
b. Find out about Meandering Evengale (Katie I left you a note on the posts screen that isn't published)
2. Brainstorm new website
3. Application to grad school online
I wonder why I have #3 last? Probably cause I need to procrastinate on something over break. Anyway, I will be updating this page later today with all my adventures from finals and going home for the holidays. I just thought I would put something here for people to read in the interim.
Sunday, December 28, 2003
Go Packers!
Happy New Years and Merry Christmas to the Packers, who received a unexpected gift from the Arizona Cardinals. Yes, the Cardinals beat the Vikings in the last play of the last seconds of their game to make the Packers the North Division Champs. The packers take on Seatle, and old coach Mike Holmgren, on Sunday at 1. Too bad Mr. Holmgren's team has an terrible habit of 1. not being able to beat the Packers, and 2. Not being able to win on the road. Games at Lambeau, anyone want to predict the outcome?
Happy New Years and Merry Christmas to the Packers, who received a unexpected gift from the Arizona Cardinals. Yes, the Cardinals beat the Vikings in the last play of the last seconds of their game to make the Packers the North Division Champs. The packers take on Seatle, and old coach Mike Holmgren, on Sunday at 1. Too bad Mr. Holmgren's team has an terrible habit of 1. not being able to beat the Packers, and 2. Not being able to win on the road. Games at Lambeau, anyone want to predict the outcome?
