Archive for November, 2006
Procrastinatory Linkage
On my last break of the night. Watch me go… Ive got these ordered from most to least… what’s the opposite of shame? Less shame? (Anybody who can cite that quote, and I want the episode, will get a fabulous prize).
Them’s be GALAXIES, people! Click here to see what the hell youre looking at, and further ruminations on the amazement that is what we thought was empty space but is actually existential manna.
Not work safe, by any stretch, but MY GOD HOW GORGEOUS.
Twenty tidbits about Sesame Street
Anybody know anything about this laptop? I want it. Im drooling over it. But I hear it’s keys pop out and hit you in the eye, then it bursts into flames. Any opinions?
Mike Tyson and Bobby Brown both agree: The monster mash is indeed a graveyard smash. This one makes my eye twitch a little bit.
And Im back to my homework. Part one of my thesis is due tomorrow, and Im about halfway done. This’ll totally work.
Wish me luck, ya’ll.
How cool is this?
I found this on Goose and Gander’s blog, and I think its wonderful. Made me tear up a little bit, actually.
We’re gonna be okay!
Have a good election, everybody.
I can turn left now.
Ive been fighting off a cold for about a week now; things were going well, I could still go to school and my internship and although I had a had time breathing I was still okay. That all fell apart this weekend. My goodness. It’s like my body self-destructed. I don’t think I’ve been this sick in years.
I wonder if it was the flu shot I got on Thursday – I haven’t had one in 14 years, I used to get a localized allergic reaction to it, but then my doctor told me I had most likely grown out of it and I should try again. So I did. My arm didn’t fall off or nuthin.
The next day, the shit began. The Shit. My goodness. Don’t ever look up WebMD when you have a cold – I’m now fairly positive I have strep throat, bronchitis, pneumonia, chronic obstructive pulmonary disease, and otitis media with effusion. I’m kind of worried about my ears – they hurt like hell in a full, itchy sort of way, and I just noticed I have the volume pushed all the way up on my computer… methinks I’m deaf.
I made an appointment for a walk in clinic yesterday. It was about 10 miles from my house. Pulling out of the driveway, my car started making a horrible, rocks in a rock tumbler sort of noise. Ive been pushing my luck with my poor car – to get to internship I’m driving over 400 miles a week, and I haven’t had a left turn signal since August. I pull over and check my oil and coolant – everything looks okay. Having exhausted my car knowledge, I decide I can make it to the doctors than go straight to a car place to have it checked out. The engine was still making awful noises, but I figured I was okay.
Then I got lost.
Then the noises got louder.
Then my hood started smoking.
I pull over and call AAA. Five hours later my poor car is locked up next to my mechanic, I’m in a Pontiac Vibe, I’m $240 poorer, and I still hadn’t been to a doctor. I have two, at least two papers due Monday and I was planning on working all Saturday to get em done… instead, I spent the whole day in a smoking car, a tow truck, a taxi, and a butt ugly hatchback without getting anything done.
I was doing okay, though. I was tired and felt sick, but I was okay. I came home to rest up, and decided to venture out into the mucky wet that is The North to go to a pharmacy and get some sudafed and soup.
Did you know that sudafed is prescription only now? Not everywhere, just in this meth addled stupid stupid stupid state.
It broke me. I bought my soup, got back in the rental (the inside is really nice, all shiny and round), and called my mom. A minute into talking with her I start crying. Crying definitely helps clear your sinuses, by the way.
Driving back home I realized that even though Ive had a craptacular day, I was secretly excited to have a left turn signal again. I flaunted my left turning abilities – every right turn turned into three left ones just so I could show it off. It was nice. That car is growing on me.
I’m off to find me a doctor. Wish me luck.
UPDATE: Im back from the doctor! And Im not dying. Woo! Ive got a cold, and official permission to not go to school or internship until Wednesday. Im going to hang the hell out the rest of the day. Hope everyone is doing well.
