IT FINALLY HAPPENED

I thought this day would never come. I thought I was doomed to be different from all of the other college students. To not know the joys of a normal college experience. But today, it happened. The day has finally come!

I am doing nothing.

Seriously. Nothing.

Tomorrow I don't have any classes, and then its Thanksgiving break. So I watched the latest episode of Glee on Hulu. Then I watched another glee clip. And another. And another. I'm not even picking the videos. Hulu is doing it for me. After I'm done doing that, I'll probably continue to dick around some more, maybe take a nap.

Holy shit this is AWESOME!

I Don't Like this Game

Most of the time, Facebook is awesome. It allows people to keep in touch, find long lost friends and family, and procrastinate on writing that Life History paper. However, Facebook can also be a strange, strange place.

For the last month or so, I have had a pretty severe creeper problem. About once a week, strange men whom I have never met (nor do we have any friends in common), manage to find my profile and send me messages. Usually the messages are of the following format:

1. Hey there!
2. I found you profile!
3. Random story that I don't care about!
4. You're pretty!

None of the messages have been threatening. Although, one guy asked me if live classical music excites me, and then told his cat was afraid of vacuum cleaners.

Weird.

Men - PLEASE have SOME kind of game when you're talking to the ladies. Women like it when you ask them normal things in person. They do not like it when you talk about your mom's Lhasa Apso over Facebook.

If this is any indicator of what my future dating life is going to be like, I'm pretty sure I can hear my vagina sealing itself shut.

Relationship Advice from Mom

When the subject of marriage comes up, most mothers tell their daughters to marry someone who loves them, treats them with respect, etc.

This is the advice my mother gave me:

"You can love a rich man just as easily as a poor one. So go for the money."

I never had a chance of turning out normal.

The Future Was Better in the 50's

This weekend is Fall Break for my school. During breaks, I typically opt to go home to Tulsa. It takes about 4 hours to go home, so I use these extended breaks to visit my family. My college town is relatively small, only about 30,000 people live there. Tulsa and the surround areas have a combined population of roughly 800,000. There are lots of things to do in Tulsa, like movies and shopping and museums and stuff, but Tulsa also has things that suck.

Like traffic.

My car has been making funny noises lately, so I figured I would have it looked at while I was at home. My father and I went to pick up my car from the shop this evening. The traffic was so terrible that it took 30 minutes to drive 6 miles. And that's when I started thinking...

What the hell happened to flying cars?

Remember all of those pamphlets and books about the future from the 1950s? They had some cool shit in them. Like time travel. And jet-packs. And flying cars. I distinctly remember the future was most definitely going to have flying cars in it.

Someone seriously dropped the ball on that one.

The Neverending Battle

Procrastination is a terrible, wonderful thing.

My Organic Chemistry assignment is supposed to be due tomorrow. However, we haven't quite covered all the material in class, so my professor pushed the assignment due dates back to Monday.

That was my only homework due tomorrow.

Also, fall break is Thursday and Friday.

So, I have 2 options:

1. Study now, get ahead in my classes, and not take any homework home over the weekend.
2. Dick around.

Oh what's a college student to do....

Howdy Stranger!

So I haven't posted in about a billion years. My apologies. I have 2 reasons to offer for my absence:

1) School started and I got SUPER busy
2) I forgot.

BUT to celebrate my victorious return (in case anyone still wants to read), here's some humor to brighten up your Monday.

Mostly, you'll just find out how much of a raging nerd I am.

You Know You're in Science when....

1) You purchase a planner based on whether or not it has a Periodic Table of Elements
2) You can't pronounce what you're studying (cytochrome oxidase modules of the dorsal ventral geniculate nucleus)
3) You attend a seminar titled "Molecular Humor"
4) You understand the jokes. And laugh at them.
5) You consider yourself tan when your skin darkens to the color of buttermilk
6) Other people get drunk and try to hook up with someone of the opposite (or same) sex. You get drunk and try to figure out the molecular structure of isopropyl alcohol.
7) You succeed.
8) Upon leaving the house, you've ever thought "I feel naked. Oh! I forgot my calculator!"
9) You've thought about bedazzling your lab goggles.
10) You're in class for 21 hours a week, but somehow only get 14 credit hours (fucking labs.)

Jailbait

ESU has a Student Recreation Center that is free for any student who wishes to use it. The cardio area has 4 - 5 TVs in it. I went running yesterday, and there was only one treadmill open: the one in front the ESPN TV. Sigh. So I take the treadmill while its open.

The sport that was playing today was baseball. The game that was playing managed to hold my attention, mostly because there were a lot of VERY attractive players. But something was a little odd about these baseball players. They all seemed kind of short.

Then I realized that I was watching the LLWS, or Little League World Series.

And all of the players are 12.

F.M.L.