London Bound

I am back at school for tonight because tomorrow at 12:00 the Great London Adventure begins. We leave school at noon to go to Atlanta and then we fly to London. Yay. My Christmas present this year was a digital camera. A Canon PowerShot A530. I like it lots. Karen got me a 1 GB card so I can take lots of pictures. I've posed some on my flickr already. If I find an internet cafe in London I may post some while I'm there, but no promises.

Edit: So I have to tell you about my little adventure that I just had. I call it WWMD: What Would MacGyver Do?
So I got back to my dorm room and I had to unlock my door. I've never done that before, I never even used my key because Ashley locked my door when I left. So I turn the key to the right and I feel a lot of resistance so I turn my key to the left and the door opens. I am happy and I prop the door open with my backpack while I drag my stuff it. Then I sit at my computer for a couple hours researching London, watching Doctor Who and whatnot. I also finish sewing my sweater together. Then I get the bright idea to go look at my new sweater in the mirror. There is only one full-length mirror on our hall and it's in the bathroom. So that's where I went, allowing the door to slam shut behind me. After admiring my handiwork in the mirror I return to my room only to discover that it is locked. Now it is still Christmas break and there is hardly anyone around. I've got nothing on me, no key, no card, no shoes. After trying every thin flexible thing that I could lay my hands on I begin to walk the halls in vain hope of finding someone with a key. I did manage to find EJ who is an RA and going to London with me. She was spending quality time with her boyfriend. But it turns out that the RAs only have keys that will unlock the doors on their hall, so no help there. I call numerous telephone numbers with no luck. One of the girls that I had found on my walk down the halls had locked herself out and she had gotten Night Watch to let her in. So I called that number and didn't get an answer. This is after midnight by the way. So I proceed to call Night Watch every half hour. In the meantime I was trying every thing that I could think of to get in my room. I went around and looked at the other doors to see how they worked and I found a bit or wire to work with. I was trying to get the wire to hook over the thing so that I could pull it. Then I got the idea to get some yarn in the door, weight it so that it would drop down to underneath the door, and then pull it up and pull from both sides of the thing. It was a brilliant plan, maybe I'll draw a diagram later. So I ripped out the seam in my pretty sweater and implemented my plan. It took a lot of work and I lost my needle to the other side of the door, but I finally got the yarn where I wanted it to be. Alas the yarn was not strong enough, not to mention the fact that I was wrong about which way the thing faced, the card that I borrowed from Tyler should have worked darn it. Defeated I went down to call Night Watch one more time before settling down to sleep in the lounge. Miracle of miracles I finally got someone. The nice lady came to my rescue and unlocked my door for me. After she left I got my key out and started fiddling with the lock to see what was up. Apparently you have to turn the key all the way to the left and then turn it straight up again before the door will be unlocked. It is a bad system. If you turn the key too far to the right the door locks again, if you don't turn it far enough to the right the door won't unlock. It is probably the dumbest lock ever and I wouldn't be surprised if a lot of other people got locked out of their rooms too.

I'm home

So I learned last week that you loose a lot of sleep over weddings, even when they are not yours. I think that when I get married I'm going to need to set a limit to the number of parties people are allowed to throw for me. I slept most of the way back on sat and I was still tired when I got home.
So to inform everyone I am here for about a week until the 27th when I'm leaving again FOR ENGLAND!!! I'm going to England for eleven days. I'm going to Stonehenge, and Bath, and London, and Dover, and Canterbury. I am excited. Eric is coming too. I'm going to be so exhausted when I get back to school because I probably won't sleep at all when I'm there. We're going to see castles, and cathedrals, and plays, and when I'm not doing all that I'll be getting lost in London or watching BBC. It will be so fun. I can't wait.
If anyone wants to do something this week, you should call me. Otherwise I'll probably just stay at home and sleep, knit and play with Archie.

Surprise, I'm alive

I know that you all thought that I was dead, but I'm not, yet. This next week may kill me. I have a test in History of Life tomorrow, a speech in Comm Friday. Then next week I have take home test for Fine Arts, paper for Comm, History of Life final, Comm final, Group Presentation sans group, Intro to Lit final, and Spanish Final. Yeah I'm most excited about that presentation in Fine Arts. There are three people per group, one dropped out of school, one decided his grade was good enough already and that left me all alone to do a presentation on Stonehenge. I like Stonehenge now, but I expect I won't in a week.
To de-stress I've been spending a lot of time on YouTube with this guy:

who I found because of this guy:

Doctor Who is my hero. I like him lots.











I will be sad when I have to go home back to my dial-up internet. I will miss YouTube. I tried watching Doctor Who when I was at home for Thanksgiving and it took about a half hour to get five minutes. I nearly died. When I go to London at Christmas I will wear scarves and look for police boxes and Doctor Who on DVD. Maybe I'll even buy a Dalek action figure.




Mom is right. I should never do drugs.

I'm Nerdy in the Extreme and Whiter than Sour Cream

So...I haven't posted here in a while... I've been busy. The Henning Museum opened this weekend. You should all come and see it. I did lots of hard work in it. I found out today that a bunch of people came to visit Eric and Dan this weekend BUT NOT ONE OF THEM CAME TO SEE ME!!! I'm sensing a pattern. It's pretty much really, really depressing. People say they love me...but, I don't know. Anyway I spent all day sat in the museum which is probably why I didn't see any of the visitors (even though I told Eric to bring his parents by). We had lots of crazy fun waiting for people to come by. We had a grand total of I think 87 people on sat. Pretty good. People really seemed to like what we did.
So after the museum opened I thought that I was going to get my life back, but apparently not. I signed up for classes on wed and had a talk with Dr. Hartz. She says that I need to start applying for graduate schools now. Which means I need to (a) pick a graduate school, (b) pick a major/decide what I'm going to spend the rest of my life researching, and (c) take the GREs. I'm not really sure which one of these to freak out about more, but I'm pretty sure freaking out is in order. Besides all this I need to start looking for a summer internship. It would be nice if I could find one in Missouri, but i guess it's nice to know that I can go to Maryland if nothing else. I really don't want to go to Maryland though. And I would need a car. So I thought that I had taken refuge at my tiny little Christian school, but life is catching up to me.
In other news I apparently singlehandedly made the word 'snog' the hall word, and Ashley has made 'White and Nerdy' the hall music video. My hall is so cool.

I can see my house from here

So it is now 4:28 am. But it's okay 'cause I didn't get up till 2:00 p.m. today. My roommate isn't here and so I was doing schoolwork. Then I decided to look up how close Oxford was to England because I wanted to see if I might be able to visit the Bird and Baby while I'm there at Christmas (I'm pretty sure I can. Yay!). Then I discovered something really, really cool. The satellite feature on Google maps. I'd always seen it but never used it. That was very, very silly of me. So after touring all of England and Scotland I realized that I might be able to find my house on this thing. And I did. Then I found church, and Jill's house, and Eric's house, and grandma's house, and the library, and SCCC, and Dairy Queen, and all kinds of other things. It was amazing. It is also rather difficult to figure out what things are when you are used to seeing them from the side and not from above, but it is super fun. I've decided I'm going to get Elisabeth, Jillian, and Ashley in here to show them around town. I'm hoping that they are all coming home with me for Fall Break. I know Jillian is. Elisabeth still has to get final permission from her Dad, and Ashley might need to stay and catch up on school. But I think that they will all end up coming. We will probably end up coming on sat the 14th. I'm very excited. This will be fun. Anyway, you should all try to play with google maps now because it is very fun. I like it a lot.

Yay for the internet

Llama Song

Why Do We Do It to Ourselves

National Science Foundation: Science Hard

Home Again, Home Again Jiggity Jog

So here I am back on good ol' Bryan Hill. I'm laying in my new bed right now trying to decide if I should shower and go get my picture taken, or not. I woke up with a headache. I think I have a laughter hangover. Jillian, Elisabeth and I were up till 1:30 last night having a welcome back party. Let the good times roll.
I now live in what is affectionately been dubbed "The Palace" aka North Hall, the brand new dorm on campus. It's very different and very far away from everything else on campus. But I think I like it. I live on NE 4th aka The Garden. My old roomie Ashley is the R.A. We have movable furniture here. So there are good and bad things about movable furniture that I found out yesterday. It is very hard to arrange, especially when your room is smaller than everyone else's and you cannot find your roommate. But our room is dang cool now. My bed is high though and I need to get a step stool. I really wanted a little milking stool but the Dayton Wal-mart doesn't have them. I don't know why not, there are cows all over the place. I'll post pictures when my room is fully assembled and I can either (a) get Ashley to take pictures with her new digital camera, or (b) pry her new digital camera out of her cold dead hands. It was really hard to unpack because I had a nice system going in Long and now I'm surrounded by drawers and storage everywhere. It is bewildering. But I think I found an arrangement that I like.
So when I showed up Sunday night I didn't know who my roommate was, or if I even had one. I found out that I do have one. Her name is Summer and she plays soccer. She is a sophomore and transferred to here from another school. I think she may be frightened of me because she doesn't talk to me unless she has to. But when she does talk to me at length I like her. So this will be an interesting experience.
I think I will go see if Ashley is awake and if she has aspirin.

Star Wars Monkey

So for all of you out there who are wondering "How does her mind work?" I give you this example. Okay, make the thought bubble appear...Oh, what have we got here? Oh! It's a monkey!!! Yeah, pretty much how I operate. Seriously. One time when I was falling asleep (I fall asleep by making up stories and pretty much letting my imagination run rampant) and all I saw was space and then this cow came floating through, really slowly, and then when it was in about the middle of my view it turned and let out one big long MMMMOOOOOO. Then it turned away and continued with its floating. Then I laughed. People wonder how I handle the long hours at the Pfizer company store. There's hours of mindless entertainment just waiting for a chance to be set free in this little brain of mine.
Here are a few more of my favorite flash cartoons:
There She Is Another sickeningly cute Korean flash, but not nearly as bad as the eggs,
8 Bit D&D This pretty much just cracks me up and makes me want to play D&D,
One Ring to Rule Them All There are sequels to this and they are funny.
Hahaha I am such a nerd.

News from the Fishtank

So I researched dwarf puffer fish and learned many interesting things. First and foremost of which is that Dwarf Puffer Fish and Long-tailed Zebra Danios are probably the worst combination ever. Brilliant. Apparently the adorable teeny tiny 1.5" puffers are notorious nippers and will nip other, even much larger fish, to death. My Danios are prime targets for this treatment because they are long-finned. There is a chance however that my puffer may not exhibit this behavior which is what I am hoping for. But this is all beside the point until I can be assured that he A. will live and B. will not spread disease to my other fish which means about three weeks in the quarantine tank.
I also found out that these guys are really picky about the food they eat and will sometimes eat only live food. Well that is a behavior that my puffer exhibits which may be the reason he was starving to death in the first place. So I have had to procure live food for him which means hatching brine shrimp. This is not the easiest operation and makes my room look like the abode of a mad scientist. But I managed to do it and miracle of miracles my fishie ate. It was really fun. Baby brine shrimp are teensy tiny; little itty bitty specs. So its fun to watch the fishies try to catch them. Hard to see the little buggers are. So everything was good and Puffer was looking much happier and heathier and his tummy even unstuck from his spine. Then all the brine shrimp died (I followed the directions and turned the air off, unfortunately I needed to turn it back on and I did not realise this. FYI the life expectancy of a jar of baby brine shrimp with out air is about three hours). So I began the process to hatch the brine shrimp again (the process takes about 1 hour BTW). Puffer slept all night, and then he slept all day. When the new shrimp hatched I tried to feed them to him, but he didn't want any. I didn't know what was wrong. Then the shrimp all died again (I still hadn't learned about the whole air thing. What? Living creatures need to breath? I am a biology major and had a whole semester of Zoology?). So anyway, at about 6:30 I declared a fishie emergency and called in an expert. Unfortunately Elisabeth was at VBS (Darn kids). So I watched Master of Champions and So You Think You Can Dance and waited. So Elisabeth called me back and I explained to her the whole situation (she revealed to me the whole air thing) and we came up with the most likely problem. Constipation. My fish is constipated. I don't know if a fish can die of constipation, but I really hope not. So I am hatching yet another batch of brine shimp (drat them) and we will hope for better things tomorrow. On the upside Puffer looks a little better now and is moving around to find the best spot to sleep and Elisabeth says that baby brine shrimp are incredibly nutritious so Puffer should have gotten some good stuff out of his meal. The outlook is pretty good. I have to go salt some eggs now.

Good day

I saved a little dwarf puffer fish today. I went to Petsmart and saw him there. He's so tiny, about an inch long, and he was in a tank with a bunch of larger semi-aggressive fish. His tummy is all shrunken and he came right up to the glass and said, "Save me!" So you see why I had to. Even though I never buy fishies when they have other dead fishies in their tanks I made an exception. He's in my one-gallon upstairs right now. I really hope that he lives. He's just too pretty to die. (Whoa, random Firefly quote out of nowhere).
So even though since I was really little my favorite section of the library has been the fairy tale section in the non-fiction, I had never thought to look for the reciprocal section in the adult non-fiction. What a fool I was. It occurred to me today when I was at the library and I immediately looked it up. It was amazing. It was like the day I found the juvenile section all over again. Amazingly enough I managed to limit myself to only two books: English folk tales and Dragons. Have I mentioned how much I love the library?
So after that I went to Wal-mart and picked up my pictures. There were some really good ones too. I am in the process of uploading them to my new Flickr right now.
And then I went to Kohl's and bought a fun new shirt for $4.20. It has cool sleeves.
I am in the process of teaching myself html now. I got impatient for my nerd to come. Hopefully this blog will presently undergo a stunning change for the better. If nothing else I have learned all about colors with the help of this. Super fun and educational too.

I have no mind. I'm the village idiot.

So I watched West Side Story the other night for the first time. I then proceeded to watch it another three, now going on four, times. To be fair though I needed amusement whilst cleaning my room in preparation for painting it. But I do like the movie and it has taught me some things that I shall now list for your ammusement.
1. Snapping makes you cool.
2. I need to dance more.
3. I need to get a cool jacket/wear my cool jacket.
4. Buckling your belt on the side of your pants instead of the front makes you cool.
5. I have neither grace nor poise.
6. If I am ever found in an awkward position with the murderer of my sibling by the lover of my sibling, I should sing a song.
7. I need to train my friends to be cool enough to sing a song like Officer Krupke on the spur of the moment. 'Cause that makes you cool too.
8. When I am old I want to be called Doc. 'Cause old people named Doc are cool.
9. I need a cool nickname like A-rab, Ice, Anybodys, Snowboy, Riff etc. etc.
10. When you're a Jet, you're a Jet all the way from your first cigarrette to your last dying day.

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You are An Expendable Character (Redshirt)

An Expendable Character (Redshirt) 85% Beverly Crusher 80% Deanna Troi 75% Uhura 65% Chekov 60% Geordi LaForge 55% Mr. Scott 55% Worf 50% James T. Kirk (Captain) 45% Jean-Luc Picard 45% Mr. Sulu 45% Leonard McCoy (Bones) 45% Data 43% Spock 42% Will Riker 30%

Since your accomplishments are seldom noticed, and you are rarely thought of, you are expendable. That doesn't mean your job isn't important but if you were in Star Trek you would be killed off in the first episode you appeared in.

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It's a Strawberry Day

Today I had Special K with strawberries in it for breakfast. I’m wearing a new item of clothing that has strawberries on it. I had fresh strawberries on my ice cream for desert and right now I’m eating strawberry flavored yogurty-covered fruity dots. I should have had a strawberry-flavored icee too, but I got blue raspberry instead and it spilled all over me. Because I wasn’t supposed to have it. You have to pay attention when it is a strawberry day or you get in trouble.
Today I found 3 black jelly beans in the gumball machine. Score. They were a little chewy, but still good. As a reward I dusted the gumball machine and counted out his money and it made a pretty penny and I put it in me pocket and I took it home to Jenny… Anyway I’ve got $2.67 in mostly pennies to take to the store to buy more candy. I think that I need to hire me some cute little kid to go to Wal-mart and put all the pennies in the self check out. Sounds like the best plan to me. Or I could take the pennies to the bank and have it roll them for me, but that just sounds like too much trouble.
I went to the library the other day and I was really happy to find three books and two DVDs waiting for me that I had not expected to be in yet. I was very happy. It made me think. I think that when the library made it possible to reserve items online, it was one of the best things that has ever happened to me. I love my library. And I love librarians. The ones at my library all know me by name. I told them that they should just dedecate an entire reserve shelf for me. Seriously. Mom always knows when I'm coming home because a few days before she starts getting calls from the library. I keep a picture of my library over my bed at school. Libraries are the best. And my library rocks. They get the newest DVDs so I don't have to pay to watch them. Why do people pay for movies? Go to the library.
It's much nicer to not have to pay for movies and get them for an entire two weeks. Mom can make it through an entire DVD of Farscape without having to rent the DVD again. And that is saying something.
I think that I have lauded strawberries, gumball machines and libraries enough for one night. I'm going to check my e-mail now.

Bio Major I am

Im honor of the new Pirates of the Carribean movie coming out July 7, I redecorated Captain Jack's cage accordingly.

How great is that. Jack really likes all the sticks in it too. He tore off most of the green napkin to put in his nest, but he left a little so it does still look like a tree. I had great fun.
In other news Mommy found a dead bird in the yard today that was in a rather severe state of decomposition. I named him Stewart. I collected all the bones and put them in sherbert container. I'm going to let the maggots finish eating all the flesh and then I'm going to clean the bones and attempt to put them together. I think that Stewart broke his wing though because there were a lot of bone fragments under his head. No matter what I still have his head and jawbone so I can put those together and have that. But I hope that I'll be able to get a bit more. Bird have a lot of teeny tiny little bones though so I'm not overly hopeful. Oh well. Here's a picture of Stewarts bones. They're pretty well cleaned off.

I like being a bio major. It's really fun sometimes.

Home again, home again jiggity jig.

Well, I'm back at home now. I'm trying to adjust to not haveing insane amounts of homework to do all the time. I'm also having problems with having to do things other than eat, sleep, and study. I was having a conversation with Mom in the kitchen and I kept unconsciously opening the pantry door and reaching for food even though I wasn't hungry. I wasn't sleeping or studying so my subconcious mind was telling me that I should be eating. College is bad.
I played with Jack tonight. I put a towel on my bed and a bunch of random boxes and bits of cardboard and let him run around while I watched Stargate. He likes cardboard tubes. He thinks he might like computers too, but since I won't let him get anywhere near them, we may never know. We did discovered this amazingly fun new thing called "Bucket O' Sticks" I think it's Jack's new favorite plaything. He was like a little chid at a playground that didn't want to go home. I had to take a bunch of the sticks out to catch him again. I bought some fishies on Saturday. Three long finned Zebra Danios. They seem to be very happy. Their recovery time was amazing, almost as soon as I let them out of the bag they were swimming around and playing with each other. The Snail doesn't seem to care about them, though I didn't expect that he would. I found out last week the The Snail like lettuce. I think he ate his body weight in lettuce in about an hour. The Snail is a glutton. But he's nearly indestructable. He survived Dr. Hartzell, he can survive me.

Mmmm...goo

I want to melt into a puddle of goo. There is just something about my imaginings of the ability to ooze that sounds very appealing right now. I really don't know why. I finished Genetics today. I am happy about that. I have two more finals to go. Two more 8:00 am finals. Why? Why I ask? As if Calculus-Based Physics and Organic Chemistry aren't difficult enough, they have to have finals at 8:00 am as well? So I will be done Thursday morning after my Chem final. My 8:00 am Chem final. I think that someone in administration is trying to kill me...or drive me mad...if it's the latter I think that they may have succeeded. I already know that the entire Biology faculty is plotting to stop us all from eating meat. Secondary amines. Hah! I laugh in the face of parasites.
Here's a picture that amuses me.

Somehow, the doghouse of solitude seems like a bad place to go. Or is that just me?

Just before it came up I said "I hope I'm not Neo."

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Blah! Blah, I say!

I am ready for school to be over. This semester has not been overly fun. Taking three lab sciences was not a good idea. In chapel today they awarded all the various scholarships and certificates to people. I decided that when I was an alumnus I would have a scholarship to "The student in the natural sciences, declaring an intent to continue their education in the field of research, that has the most ambition and who also bathes regularly." I think that I might be able to get that one. If I haven't told you I am now an advocate for extra credit for bathing regularly. I tried to convert Dr. Hartz and Dr. Impson, but they didn't seem to be as keen on the idea. Come on. It's good for everyone. Especially during finals week. Elisabeth thinks that I should start a petition and post it all over campus. Maybe I'll start a blogring or something. When you get to that point when you reward yourself for finishing your physics homework by bathing...something is wrong with the world. When there is a little voice in your mind saying, "No, no. You cannot bathe yet. You must wallow in your stench and filth until all those physics problems are finished.", something must be done. Extra credit for bathing I say. Make the classroom a nicer place for all.

Love is in the air

This might explain why no one has been able to pick out my love language for me. I've got three. Basically anything but gifts will work.

My primary love languages are probably
Physical Touch and Quality Time.

Complete set of results

Physical Touch:		8
Quality Time:		8
Acts of Service:		7
Words of Affirmation:		6
Receiving Gifts:		1

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Pop. Tire

So there are many things that have occurred in my tank since I last spoke of them. I figured that you were all dying to be updated on the drama that is my fishtank, so here you go.

The Party Tank
Jillian's mommy found a tank at a garage sale for $10 over Christmas break and Jillian gave it to me. It is another 10 gallon, it is taller than my other one and it came with a under gravel filter, a light, crushed coral, a magnetic scraper. It rocks. I call it the party tank because when the fluorescent light is turned on, it flashes a few times before it stays lit. Jillian said that it looked like my fish were having a rave. The front two corners are also curved, so that everything looks funny through them. The fish seem to like that.

Fire
Rainbow and the party tank went to Florida with me and while we were there we picked up a new fishy. A Fire Dwarf Gourami. I was a little afraid when I put him in because of Rainbow's aggressive behavior toward Emerald (resulting in her untimely death). When I put Fire in Rainbow did indeed begin to nip at him. Fire didn't seem to care too much. After further observation we determined why. Fire is stupid. Really stupid. I believe that it is a result of inbreeding. Dwarf Gouramis are normally mixed red and blue, and they have to be bred for a solid color like Fire is. So Fire happily swam up and down in the corner while Rainbow tried desperately to assert himself. It was funny. Rainbow's strategy eventually became to hide from the stupid fish. At all costs. Everything was good. I thought that it would work out. When I got back to school there was much homework. Much homework. So I didn't notice until wed. night that Rainbow's fins weren't looking so good (this was about the fourth hour of the physics marathon). Thurs night I set up the party tank and transferred Fire into it. Fri. morning Rainbow died. I think that what happened was that Rainbow stressed himself out over the new fish and trying to hide from the stupidity. His fins got a little ripped up. Then Fire, being the bright one that he is, caught sight of those trailing fins and decided they would be fun to play with. Whatever happened, there was definite nipping on the part of Fire. I hold him responsible. He will not be with us much longer.

The Snail
Before spring break the Zoology class was studying mollusks and I asked Dr. Hartzell if I could have one of the apple snails when they were finished. He said I could. When we got back from spring break we discovered that everything that was in the tank had to all appearances died. But there was one little snail that was still stuck to the side of the tank. Elisabeth said that if it had suction, it was alive still. So I got a little specimen jar and brought him back to my room. I wasn't entirely certain that it was alive, but I scraped a little of the algae off the side of my tank and put it in for him. I don't think that he ate it. But he did crawl up onto the side of the jar. Later when I picked it up to look for signs of life he fell off. We did this three times over the course of two days. The third time I decided that it must not be random motion and that he really was alive, but very weak. So I put him in the big tank. The next time I looked he was halfway across the tank and happily gorging himself on the overgrowth of algae my tank had acquired. I think that Dr. Hartzell might have starved the rest to death. So The Snail is still happily eating and appears quite strong and healthy from what I can tell.

The tadpoles
Jillian and Aaron caught a pair of mating frogs last week and have been keeping them. They gave me some of the eggs for Rainbow and Fire to eat. Fire nibbled on them a bit, so when I transferred him I put the eggs with him. I then forgot all about them with the drama of Rainbow's demise. So last night at about 2:00 am I discovered 9-10 little tadpole merrily frolicking about the party tank. They are happily eating the algae off the rocks I put in there and so far none appear to have died. Fire doesn't seem to care about them so I guess I'll raise them up into froggies and then set them free. I think that if I tried to set them free now that they would die from the transfer, the cold, or the predators.

Tire
In general I avoid buying fish a Wal-mart just because of the poor health and myriad of diseases that they can have. But today I saw a fishy that was just so cute and so sad that I had to save him. Especially because all that my one tank has right now is a snail and that is sad to me. He is a Peacock or Tire Tread Eel. He's so sweet. I love him already. He's buried his little self in the gravel and all you can see is his little tail and his nosie sticking out. He's about three or four inches long right now. He's going to have lots and lots of fun playing and digging in my aquatic soil. At Wal-mart he and his brothers didn't have anything to play in. It was very sad. One of his brothers was laying on his side and looked like he would die any minute. Poor little thing. But I rescued Tire and he will be happy and cute and play and play. And I will post about him.

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Me like fysyks

I would just like to announce that after nine straight hours of hard work, I have completed my physics homework. All of it. Every last problem. I did it all. I have a really bad headache and I am going to bed now, well satisfied with my 90.63% avg. score.

P.S. I almost gave up several times, but I told myself that I had to work until four, and that's what I did and I got all the problems done.

P.P.S. I hope you all realise what a huge accomplishment this really is. I am excited.

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Spring Break Day 1 and 2

Well, I'm back. And instead of going to church I have decided to post on my blog. Yay priorities. But florida was not nice to me. I have allergies, sunburn and a swollen ankle. Though my sunburn is rather funny. I used sport sunscreen which is not a greasy and as an unknown consequence, does not spread as well. I have tribal markings. So does Jillian. Elisabeth tans. We don't like her anymore. So I'm sure that you are all dying to know what I did so I'll break it up by day.
Day 1 Sat
Drove for 9 hours to Jacksonville. I slept a lot. There was much crocheting. We bought fireworks to set off at the beach. When we got to Jillian's house there was much lazing about. Set up fishie tank. Ate tacos. Went to sleep.
Day 2, Sun
Hot water heater broke. Four women + No hot water = Late to church. Jillian's church is a lot bigger than either Elisabeth or I expected. And a lot more cavernous. I got so lost in that thing. We were introduced by Jillian and her parents as "This is Elisabeth. This is Michelle. They are family." Much hugging from people I did not know. Went back to Jillian's house and then Nic came over. We watched Singing in the Rain while Nic drew a picture of Aaron as a My Little Pony. We ate tacos on the floor. After Nic left we went paddling around the lake in the canoe. Jillian and Elisabeth paddled. I sat in the middle and got splashed with cold water every time Elisabeth switched sides. Then we went and ate tacos again. We celebrated Elisabeth's 20th birthday by eating cake and singing. Elisabeth got a bubble bath with rose petals (Jillian's daddy managed to get the hot water heater to work temporarily. I am unsure as to the details). I was introduced to Iron Chef America. I...am going to leave that alone. Went to sleep.

Ware the Craftycelticcrazycar

So, in about seven hours I will begin one of the pivitol events of my life. My first road trip sans adults (somehow the trips with Eric don't count. They just don't). Whoo hoo. This will go well. Nine hours in a car with Jillian and Elisabeth. We need to nickname Jillian's car for the trip. Something like Craftmobile, or Celtic Crafter Caravan, or Crazycar. Oh yes. It will be fun. There will be celtic music sing-a-longs, there will be much crocheting, knitting and other crafty things, there will be bread, there will be chocolate, there will be discussions about favorite weapons, there will be the FHBC. Ware, ware the Craftycelticcrazycar. If you live between Dayton, TN and Jacksonville, FL, beware because I have no idea which roads we are taking and we might be coming near you. Consider yourselves fortunate that there will only be one lone fish and not a whole menagerie. Captain Jack, Kazi and Commi (Jillian and Aaron's geckos), Agro (Aaron's snake), Elisabeth's beta, and Jillian's new mouse Snow White will all be staying with a woman who lives just off campus. Don't you wish you were her.

Randomness Born of Stress

Soo...haven't updated in a while. Seemed like I should. Umm...I study...a lot...and I don't have a life because of that. As they say here at Bryan, I'm dating my Physics book. I like physics. I don't like mathemeticians. They are weird. And stikingly illogical. At least the ones in my class...are...illogical. I cannot form proper sentence structure anymore. I am tired. And stressed.
You should go here if you are so bored you are checking my blog. Watch the egg song. Apparently everything in Korea is as sickeningly cute as that. I think that the fruity-oaty bar comercial from Serenity is going to have some competition for Weirdest Anime Song That Gets Stuck In My Head All The Time (WASTGSIMHATT). I am starved for amusement I think. I am resorting to having WASTGSIMHATT competitions.
Emerald and my snail, Zorro, died last week. I don't know why, but I have a suspician that Rainbow had a fin in it. I think that I want to go back to my original plan of having a school of Neon and Cardinal Tetras, but I'm afraid that Rainbow might kill them all. I'll probably have to resort to getting Mollies again. Rainbow liked them. He's such a troublesome little murderer I mean fishie. So... I'm going to watch the egg song again. The sickening cuteness has some strange and perhaps evil hold over me.

YESSSSS!!!!! I'm cool.

The Movie Of Your Life Is A Cult Classic

Quirky, offbeat, and even a little campy - your life appeals to a select few. But if someone's obsessed with you, look out! Your fans are downright freaky. Your best movie matches: Office Space, Showgirls, The Big Lebowski

If Your Life Was a Movie, What Genre Would It Be?

What about Donnie Darko?

Mwahahahahaha

Well, that was fun. People may call me weird, and they have, but can I help it if I have a healthy sense of mischief and an overactive imagination? Just look at my parents. And if you think that my mother is not mischievious, spend some time with her when she is sleep deprived and working an Awana event.
It is nice to know that I can rely on my friends to help me out when I need help with my master plans. They do it in a timely manner as well.
Well that's super fun. I just get an air matress delivered for our Presidential weekend guest to sleep on. Poor child. She has to stay with Ashley and me. I hope she likes Batman. It's funny though. When I came for Presidential I didn't get an air mattress...
I think that I am going to have to leave my room now to prevent myself from giving it to the temptation to bounce on the mattress until it pops. Hmmm...perhaps it's true...I am turning evil.

Eric...

Michelle is sick

Michelle does not like being sick. It is not fun. But I slept for like three days straight. That was kinda fun. But now I can't sleep at all because I can't breathe. That is not fun. I got to read a whole book for fun and I watched lots of DVD's. That was really fun. But now I am way behind on schoolwork and that is not fun. I think that I am getting better though. My profound thought for the day is that I feel pretty good, and as soon as I get rid of all this mucus I will be all better.
I've decided that I want to knit myself a brown coat (hehehe browncoat). But I can't find a pattern that I like. I may end up just buying one, but if I do, everyone will ask me if I made it (cause I have that rep now).
I'm pretty sure no one reads this anymore and I think that if I want them to I should write about something a little more interesting. But it is hard and my head is full of snot.
Last night there was some guy in the lounge who was adamantly proclaiming that Star Wars was better that Star Trek. It took quite a bit of restraint for me not to yell in his face with my plague breath that Star Trek was in fact superior. Star Wars is alright, but it's basically an adventure movie set in space. In Star Trek space is the adventure. To me that is much more exciting. Or could be that I really like engineers and expendable crewmen. Speaking of which, if you have the patience for it to load watch this. It amuses me. Trekkies are cool

Its that time again

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TOLLERS!!!
Unfortunately I don't have any fun Tolkien-related stories to tell this year. But I'm re-reading The Fellowship of the Ring at the moment and my new favorite word is mathom.
Got to go now. Very busy watching episodes of Firefly. What were they thinking when they cancelled it?