Sa-weet

Somehow when I googled information for cat scratches (due to a strange reaction Steph had to an Orion scratch), the second hit that came up was a link to a page on the Suicide Girls web page. I told Steph. She asked what it was. I showed her. We have a membership. Nice.

This is where stamina and nard dodging come into play

I don't really have much to say. But, I was watching MXC, and I heard the quote I used for my title, and I knew I had to post it.

Actually, I do have something to say. We had to get rid of Felix the other day. He just didn't seem happy in the new house. I didn't realize how attached I was to him. Translation: I cried like a baby. I totally felt like I was betraying him and that I was giving up a member of my family. After we dropped him off, the only thing I could think about was whether he would get his daily carrots and if his adoptive family was going to name him something stupid. I miss him more than I thought I would, and I hope that he finds a family who loves him very much. I also hope that I never have to give up another pet.

I cried over a bunny. If that doesn't make me emo, then I don't know what does.

The Patron Saint of Switchblade Fights

I should have gotten a BA. Trying to get my senior project in order has been a freaking nightmare. Trying to get signatures has been a bitch, and now I found out that I turned in my application for the project late. So I had to fill out a form, which basically is me begging for the administration to allow me tgo add this class. They could easily say no and I'd have to come back next semester. I can tell that evey one in the bio department is scattered right now because darwin hall is closing down and they have to move to their new offices, but it pisses me off, because right now it's affecting me quite a bit. On top of that, I can't get motivated for my other class, didn't go on Tuesday because I didn't do my outline that was due, and then missed today's class because I had to get my project shit sorted out. I just finished an email basically telling my professor not to hate me for not being in class (I did email her my outline, so she at least knows that I have done it). Ugh. I need a drink.

We have a dog who's fairly sick at work right now. The little girl of the family who owns her came to visit her and drew a picture of her to put in the cage she's staying in. Inside the picture, it says "I love you Shelby." Cutest damn thing.

Serenity Now

We found out on Thursday that Steph is getting laid off at the end of this month. One of the three houses is being closed, so they have to consolidate workers, and unfortunately, she was one of10 to get the axe. I have the utmost confidence that she'll be able to find a job no problem, but it does concern me a bit. We just moved, and our monthly bills are a little higher than in the past, so it's bad timing. But she's got a lot of experience, so I know she'll be able to find a new job quick.

Tuesday I have an outline and a ten point bibliograhy due. The one thing I don't understand about this is that the actual paper isn't ue for two months. Our outline is due two whole months before the paper...that seems a bit early. I have no sources yet (partly because I have no clue what my library PIN is, so I can't do any journal research from home), so it is my fault that I haven't gotten anything done yet. But I really don't care. I can't get motivated about this class, and all I really care about is passing the class. So fuck it.

Tomorrow we're cleaning the old apartment. I'm not looking foward to it.

TV is Good

I forgot how many good shows are on tv, even amongst all the crap that's on. Daily Show, Iron Chef, Home Movies, Da Ali G Show..there is good stuff to watch.

So it sounds like I get to cut up a baboon for my research project. Sweet.

Distractions

You know what I find is conducive to learning? construction going on right outside of my classroom window, worsened by the fact that my classroom is one of those new style classrooms that's supposed to make the class feel like a roundtable discussion by putting the seats in a large rectangle, with the teacher orating in the middle. The down side? When her back is turned, I can't hear shit. Fun.

Moving

So you may have noticed that it's been awhile since I've updated (if you didn't, that hurts my feelings). I'm in the middle of moving, and up until today, my computer has been at my old place. So, here's a quick run down of what's been going on the past week or so.

I had my birthday. It was fun, but there were some people who said they were going to show up but never came. They didn't call either. That kind of bummed me out. So thanks to the people who came and celebrated my birthday with me. To the others: you're on the list.

The face to face/my chemical romance show ruled. If you didn't go to either of the shows, I hope you're not a face to face fan, cause it was their last shows in the Bay Area ever (not counting any reunion shows in the future). Don't buy midori sours at Slims; they cost $6.50.

We're all moved in to the new place. We have cable. First time in about 2 years that I've had tv. I already feel dumber, but I can watch Iron Chef and that Incredible Challange show, or whatever the hell it's called.

School sucks. I have one class which I don't even care about, and my profesor may have fumbled the ball on my senior project. He failed to mention to me when I talked to him about the project 4-5 months ago that he usually requires students to train in his lab for a semester, and then do the research the following semester. I want to graduate this year. Oh, and he's almost out of grant money. Which means I may have to go another semester just to do my research. Arg.

That's it. Work time, then my weekend is finally here.

Don't You Put Me on the Back Burner, Yeah

In the process of moving to our new place. I f-ing hate moving. I'm excited to be moving into a new place, I just hate packing up all my shit and lugging heavy furniture (not looking foward to moving the desk...). I especially hate the "Random Stuff" boxes; stuff that has a place at the old place, but that you have to find a brand new place for at the new place (Record for "Most Usage of the Word 'Place' in One Sentence"). "Gee, that stuffed anime toy looked great next to the window, now where the fuck am I going to put it?"

Work is still going well. There's one person who just started last week that I don't like. She's a re-hire, so she has lots of experience there, and knows a lot, but she can be very condescending. Especially when she's explaining something. She knows how to get on my nerves. But I still like the job a lot.

Less than a week til my birthday. Woo hoo.