Wednesday, September 13, 2006

Dr. Bore

aka, well I won't say just in case someone sees this.

So lab yesterday was the first time I ever thought "Is this ballpoint pen sharp enough to break the skin of my hand? How much pressure would it take and would I be able to excuse myself from class without looking suicidal?" Speaking of suicidal, according to Dr. B suicide is fine by him although homicide, including manslaughter is a horrific thing that people should be put to death for. Accidents are included in this, even if they are caused inadvertantly. But mostly they're caused by stupid people, of which there will be at least one in our lab class, although that is a much lower ratio than outside of school. One other thing stupid people do is not use the restroom when they have to. It's distracting, practically the same as trying to multi-task (which is impossible, he can't do it at all and therefore doesn't believe anyone else can, especially if you're talking on your cell phone and driving and someone calls you to say that you brother died in a horrible accident and then there you go, not paying attention to the road and wind up in an accident and dead too and then how will your mother feel?) and you can injure yourself or cause an accident (continue into accident/homicide/suicide rant) and then where would that leave you?

Needless to say I am really looking forward to having him tear apart our lab plans every other week and generally be patronizing and make our lives miserable.

Not.

Thursday, September 07, 2006

School Days, School Days

Aaaaaannnddd so it begins! Officially a senior today! Except I didn't actually have class, which was more of a bonus, although I feel like at this point I would prefer to just go to it. Tomorrow I'll have class at 9 am :/ bah. Instead of being in class today I am watching the US Open and TLC/Discovery Health. Discovery Health is my new TLC. Honestly. The drama is more real, they don't always have a happy birth that goes perfectly (sounds great, right?). And they have pregnant models. There is a comic factor to that show. I mean a 9 months pregnant women trying to give the sexy eye to a camera. Not that pregnant women don't deserve to be looked upon as sexy (lord knows I'll want to feel that way) but when they pose them with their bellies showing or have them in bikinis walking down the catwalk- just kind of amusing.

I can't decide whether or not I want to go home for the holidays. According to a erratic email my mother sent me, my older brother (one in London) may come home (for work?) that weekend. In which case I would want to go home. This would mean that I would have to go home on Friday night and then come back on Sunday night/Monday morning. Might be hectic, although I really would like to. Sigh. Maybe I can go to NJ instead. But it's not the same, plus their temple is so crowded that my family may not be able to sneak me in. And then there's the issue of my super-comfy bed at home. in Oct. I think I'll get myself an invitation to DC. I hate making those awkward phone calls to family members..."Hi! How are you! What are you doing for the holidays? Can I come spend it with you and stay over?" In theory I've already been invited but still. I hate being on the phone. I'd much prefer letters or emails or face to face contact. Maybe that's just my anti-social behavior talking.

I need to figure out what to feed myself this week...jelly meatballs and then some special roasted chicken perhaps?