Snarkin it up

Maybe a buzz cut is the hairstyle that suits me best. I highly doubt this, but I have never caught so many people staring at me in the same week. Maybe it because I decided that I won't break eye contact with said starers, or maybe its that I look like a cancer patient/marine core wannabe loser jerky jerk. Either way its making me both self conscious and oddly brave when it comes to confronting people. Lately I've had what I think the kids nowadays would call a, "don't give a flip" attitude. (I always here something different on the end, but I'm too old to keep up with the hip hoppinin lingo)
On a side note, Snarky is my new favorite word. Not sure why, I just really like the way it makes me think of a tiny shark trying to snap at people who don't agree with him.

Put me back before I bite your other sausage chubby!

In other news, lightning storms have been passing through providing some much needed night time excitement (Not like that you sicko.) My workouts seem to be paying off. I can already feel myself going faster and farther up hills on the bike, as well as my willingness to get up in the mornings. Can't wait until I have enough time to start doing Insanity on top everything else again. It's also finals week for me and I'm studying by watching Supernatural while working on papers. Not exactly the most perfect system, (darn studying seems to get in the way of me paying attention to the show) but its working well enough.

I've yet to get a new phone either. I do miss my little orange phone, I've had it for almost 7 years I think. (Probably why it fried on me the other day) I do feel that it might be time to give into peer pressure and make the upgrade to a smartphone though. When I asked about paying my part of the family bill in return for the upgrade the parents asked me if it was time to get a plan of my own, to which I responded by imagining a small shark biting at their fingers. The major problem with getting my own plan isn't that I don't want to, (I would actually prefer it) its that through all major carriers you are required to buy package deals of a set amount of minutes plus whatever else you tack onto the bill. The problem for me is I don't verbally communicate with anyone, so why do I need to pay $80+ a month just to txt other hormone driven individuals, google words I don't know and play Draw Something all day? (Really, what else do you do with a smartphone)
It is slightly freeing to not have that burden of technology in my pocket anymore, but it has also created an urge to check facebook/emails every 20 minutes in case someone needs me, to which i'm disappointed (in myself) every time. I'm fairly certain once I am able to check my missed messages there won't be any aside from mother and maybe a bill reminder from the bank.

Yes, Hank? We've decided to bill you an extra 20% because your mother said you hadn't called.
Whats that? No sir, it is a common misconception that we are affiliated with Al-Qaeda. Although we have considered a merger.

Freakin weekend

Just like many trilogies out there, Friday was good, Saturday better and Sunday sucked. I had a friend come from across the state and stay the night at my place and we had a lot of fun. The next night we threw a huge party and everything was going pretty great. Since it was a blacklight highlighter party, I got to make a really cool looking shirt that glowed my name in the dark, and As a certain black gay man at the party said, "These Jello shots are AMAZING!!!!!!" (Yea, I made those :) I also found a girl who happens to sit behind me in Anthropology class. We talked a bit and I told her if she needs a study buddy for finals then I'm always here, but just like every other girl I meet, I doubt she will. The biggest problem however, the party didn't start till 11. And with a group of people who didn't really know what they were doing, this made the whole day just kind of drag on and on and on and........

The next morning was terrible. Not because I was hung over mind you, but both because my friend was leaving, my favorite cellphone is now broken and dead, and that the party had gone great without me. Due to certain reasons I cannot disclose, I had to leave my own party and miss the entire night. Meaning I missed the girl I was talking to, missed the people getting crunk and drunk off my alcohol, missed the lapdance competition that won a lucky lady a whole $2's, a whole other bunch of shinnanigans, and missed my friend having a nice time on her trip here. I wasn't too happy about it.

Since the morning was pretty bad, I decided to take advantage of the 85 degree weather and go for a shirtless bike ride around town and into the next town. Shirtless because it was hot, I need the tan, and all the lovely ladies were out tanning. Best thing about Wsu, all the girls are pretty and most of them are brave enough to full body tan ;)

Today however, is the day I start a change. I even christened it by getting a head shave. (Accidently) I will defeat my demons and devote this summer and the rest of my life to and only to myself. I also started my rigorous work out regime yesterday, to be continued today and on. Maybe a picture roll will follow so I can track my progress. Hmm. I just might do exactly that.

4/13/2012

-Eggs
-Milk
-Brake Pads
-"Un"-Dent Wheel
-Buy new shoes
-Ask doctor about that rash
-Remember not to do that one thing again
-Call Haley short at least once today

All Hail the Panda Gods!!

In my last post I made a certain witty remark about the effectiveness of fortune cookies and their future-viewing widescreen-seeing creators.

Apparently, I wasn't lying.

Ignore the man behind the uh, paper.

If you're not as directly linked to the lunar sequence as I am, (Why wouldn't you be?) the full moon this fortune is referring to was this last Friday night. No, it didn't involve Katy Perry.

Hmm.

On second thought, Katy can explain the weekend almost as well as I can.

1. Last Friday Night

2. California Girls

3. I kissed a Girl

4. Peacock

5. Teenage Dream

6. If We Ever Meet Again

If you decipher this oh so mysterious musical message then Kudos! You're probably a really preppy teenage girl or really awkward male figure!
The reason that I'm so knowledgeable in KP music is because I'm actually a oh my god someone just broke into my house, someone call 911 before they get meenr'oern'orenvroxrctvybpiun.

An Eventful Day

Today has been very eventful. Not so in that I have been busy, but in that its been a day that has put a smile on my face many times :)
Lets start with work. I woke up late, but only just enough that I was still able to run out the door and make it on time. I get to work to discover that I am in fact, serving lunch to the producer and writer of NCIS. As in the Tv show. During this time at work, I had to hand in my formal resignation, Which is the only bad (really sad) part of the day. I love my job :(   However, I was then promptly offered another job at where I'm going and told I would always have a place back here. I was then given a 24 pack Mountain Dew Cube, just because they had an extra. After I finished strapping the Dew Cube (lol rhyme) to the back of my bike, I conversed with the Chef of the day and he told me of a new way to cook the steaks I've been pulling out of the fridge every other day. I'm cooking it as we speak/read (Write?)

Next, I booked it to biology lab, where for the first time in 3 weeks I haven't had to dissect something. (Another small let down, but I can live with this one) We were given choice of fork spoon knife and chop sticks as our weapons. I chop-sticked it up and pounded that pasta picking game like a boss!!! Afterwards, we were asked as a group to develop a new species of animal. As expected, we put wings on an alligator and made it the size of a school bus. We named our beautiful creation the Pkrocadactyl. He lives in the ocean most of the year but comes up around Christmas time to eat. His favorite food? Small children. Why? We didn't ask.

The professor then asked one person from each group to come to the board and draw our new species, to which she proposed we should create an imaginary species cock fight. Yea.
Pkrocadactyl won the first round, but was decided against in the second because some nerd decided to give his 65ft dolphin venom glands. -_-

After watching the rest of them go, one came up that was explained a little oddly. The group turned out to be 3 chinese kids, who decided to take a Pikachu, and mate it with a Pigdeotto. Their little devil spawn was named Pikaetto.

Not quite what we pictured.

Once they had pika-stopped explaining its pika-lifestyle, I pika-proceeded to poke'-poke holes in it.

Me: ......The Hell is that??
Them: (Laughs) Pikachu's and Pidgeotto's baby!

Me: Whats its Pokedex say?
Them: (Laughing more) Nothing yet, no one has caught one! 

Me: Does it evolve into that? (points to Pkrocadactyl)
Them: (Falls to the floor laughing)

Me: No further questions.

After this, my apparent knowledge of poke'mon caught the attention of a girl I've been having encounters with lately. She turned to me and said, "My respect for you just went way weiwonfwejnf......" 


Yea I didn't understand it either. So after class I asked her what she had said again and she told me that her respect for me and my knowledge of poke'mon had gone way up since my question and answer round during class, to which we started a conversation about poke'mon that last about an half hour. Hmm. I've got 3 more classes to make this work with her and only 5 generations of poke'mon to do it with!
Challenge Accepted.

Once I got home and threw the Dew Cube (I just like saying that) in the fridge, I sat down and answered email and starting writing this. The Steaks were amazing by the way, although I need to figure out the perfect seasoning adjustments.

Steaks anyone?

Again, not what I had in mind.