While I was sitting in the back of the lab where I work, working on something marginally useful, listening to Primitive Radio Gods (who I consider to be one of the most underrated bands of the 90s, unrelatedly), I finally came up with an accurate description of my job. It's relatable to my mom (who doesn't understand my frustration here) and her ( Read more... )

One of the worst things about living in the south is when they spray the cotton crops with whatever it is they spray on cotton crops. It smells like burned starch (and the reasons that I know that smell are truly unfortuante) and gives me a terrible headache, even when I'm not that close to cotton fields. Combine that with not really sleeping ( Read more... )

Yeah. So I haven't been too motivated to update in a while. Mostly because (and this is absolutely counterintuitive) I have so little to do at work. I seem to do better when I am busy; having nothing at all to do makes me backslide into totally lethargy (if that's a word) in just about every aspect of... everything. So stringing together ( Read more... )

My friend H oooh_push_it introduced me to a fun website: www.ratemds.com. It's a site where you can rate doctors, and people leave the most hilarious complaints, some warranted, some not. Here are some of the more amusing ones for our state, in bold, as well as our comments.

Judgemental, condescending, poop prescriber
Excuse me? Is that a typo there?

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I've always thought that "quarter-life crisis" was some stupid shit that John Mayer made up in a song before he turned into a total pussy. Which makes it that much more irritating that now, 47 days before I turn 25, I am beginning to have what feels like it could be a full-blown and crippling quarter-life crisis of my very own. My cases in point ( Read more... )

Let me stress to you that I am not making this up. These are actually hanging up in the main campus of the place where I work. In the immediate vicinity of my office.

Tres Culturos:

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Who else got the propaganda from the sketchy church that sent a paper prayer rug with a truly creepy picture of Jesus on it that you're supposed to return within 24 hours so someone else can use it? If you did, you know how hilarious this is. Was the mimeograph upon which the scary visage of Jesus was reproduced millions of times blessed by some ( Read more... )

In order to cut stress out of my life and my livejournal, I'm going friends only. Those of you already friends are staying as such. Those of you lurking, most of you are welcome here, and to simplify things for you (because I'm awesome like that) just contact me, and I'll give you a way in. Cheers!

- Had to stop car to allow ducks to cross road. Included four different kinds of ducks. Two of them stopped in the middle of the street and stared at each other for at least 15 seconds ( Read more... )

As I've said, I love the Winter Olympics. Here's my sum up of the games in Turino this year ( Read more... )