I have started my new position as student/research intern for the next twelve months. Woo-hoo! It has so far gone quite well....and I get to play with cow feets!

COW FEETS!

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Ugh. School starts tomorrow. Ugh.

There is a sign outside our study area that reads: "Inner Peace is Always Free."

I want to smack somebody a little bit more each time I walk past it.

So I'm a tad stressed about finals in addition to some other important things I'm trying to arrange which involve me playing self-salesman, at which I suck salty, Schwetty balls. Strike that--I WAS a tad stressed. Then one of our classmates let us know that the bone mass she had biopsied came back as primary lymphoma of the bone. What's more, ( Read more... )

So I'm evidently spaying a cat tomorrow. I don't have any idea what I'm doing. I'm thinking this can only end badly. I'm.

Why is that the figure for recumbent? Maybe if I were recumbent I'd get it. Hang on...nope, didn't help. That's not how my cat is going to look tomorrow, anyway. Though as a rule, she does like being recumbent. Recumbent

My horoscope, courtesy of the Onion:

"Beneath your tough exterior lies a sweet and sensitive human being. Beneath that, however, it's pretty much all tumors."

I went to the dentist this morning. Damage estimate: $750-$1000; that's without the cleaning & x-rays. Why didn't you stop me?!

So somehow I agreed to go home for a wedding this weekend. Given the amount of cash I'll be shelling out for gas, roundabout how much money am I socially obligated to spend on a gift? Is a card really necessary in addition? Or, could I just give them a card and money (not a lot, mind you) and just skip the gift? They are registered, but what ( Read more... )

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