Random bits to end the week

Well, here are a bunch of things I collected and was too distracted/exhausted to post at the time they happened. 

1. The Snuggie Quote

I was listening to a radio  station Thursday morning and got one of the most hilarious quotes ever!

In refference to the Suggie: "In the comfort of my

 home, where no one can see me, who cares if I look like the Lord Voldemort from Bed, Bath and Beyond." 

Its so True too! Who the hell buys a blanket with sleeves?! Its called a sweatshirt! Please, put one on and stop making my eyes burn. 

Speaking of burning--if you've seen the commercial, when the "family" is sitting around a campfire roasting marshmallows and looking oh-so-irritating, all I can think is "Why are you wearing a blanket on the side of you facing the nice warm fire?" quickly followed by "Please let one of them catch on fire. Please!" 

2. Pet Peeve of the Week: People taking their shoes off in the class.

Seriously, why? Do your feet hurt? Probably not because those are some pretty comfy looking shoes, buster. The only time I can understand this is if someone wears ultra-feminine shoes (i.e. 4" stilletto heels) and then we know their feet don't smell bad because they're barely wearing shoes anyways. If you're wearing slip on loafers, you have no excuse. Keep them on. Especaially when you sit next to people and make it very obvious what you're doing.

3. Ecologogical Concept of the Week:

Did you know that there is an Ecological Dark Side? It's called the International Lumbar Industry. And, yes, they do have cookies. Made out of the spleens of boy-and-girl scouts and unfortunate forest critters that fell under the blades of their chainsaws. (I honestly just wanted to say spleen here. I'm pretty sure they used the heart. Possibly brain and liver as well. Yummy.)

4. High Tech in the Lab!

Yup, my Mammalian Physiology had the most high tech equiptment on the campus! I mean, we have our state-of-the-art DOS computers which like to crash if you breathe on them wrong. This week we whipped out some spiffy EKG equiptment and found that it had been asembled by the Hess family from "Signs." 

How, you ask? Well, since electrical signal insulation isn't really that important --CoughCough--, the manufacturers decided to wrab the wires in the poorest excuse for wire insulation me--electrician's daughter--has ever seen. How does the Biology department decide to deal with this? Perhaps purchase working equiptment? Working equiptment that requires an operating system above DOS so that new computers are needed as well? Of course not! Instead its "Here's a few rolls of tin foil! Go forth TAs and Biology students and use it for White-Trash Insulation!"

Cheap bastarts.

5. Bone Crossed

Awesomely glorious new book out by Patricia Briggs called Bone Crossed, 4th in the series of Mercedes Thompson books -- possibly my new favorite series. Any author who can use the line "And much awkwardness ensued" in a book to actually further plot is my hero. Not to meantion the fact that Ben rocks. And Mercy. And Adam. And Zee. And Stephan. Warren. Kyle. Sam. Jesse. Darryl.  Ok, they all rock and the fact that its set in Washington state (in the Tri-cities, only ~2 hours from my present location).  I love my urban fantasy novels.

Go forth and read it! Start with Moon Called! I demand it!

Now I'm off to wallow in misery and study for my four exams next week (Mon-Thurs). [sobs quietly in corner]

Today in Texting & an Break for Dancing.

Well, technically this happened yesterday, but I was too dead to post it last night. My lovely older sister texted me in my Ecology lecture at around 10 AM, after an hour of talk about climates.

Sister: Have a great day today!!

Me: I'll do that. :) Proff is lulling me to sleep.

Sister: Lol imagine him in a tutu

Me: Oh god. My mind will never feel clean again. I hate you. Gah.

Sister: Hehe. You are awake now at least!

Yeah. I'll never be able to look at my proff again without shuddering. 

Speaking of shuddering, my crazy proffessor, The Douchebag, decided to prance in front of the class to entertain us while he stalled for time. I think he was going for tap dancing, but it came off as seizuring. Too bad it was better than his "jokes".

Transformers 2: Revenge of the Fallen

Time needs to pass quicker...June must come.

Is that english...or some secret code?

Professors should try their best to have legible handwriting, especially in any sort of of physics/math-ish class. I ran into a friend of mine, Liz, this afternoon and she was bemoaning the handwriting of one of her engineering professors. We had an amusing conversation.

Liz: "When he write 1/2 sigma pi* It looks like 1 over a drawing of something."

Me: "Like 1 over puppy-dog?"

Liz: "I wonder what the value of 'puppy' is?"

Me: "That would depend on whether it is a pure-bread or a mutt."

I Am Not Your Maid

Dearly loved roommate,

Please for the love of all that is holy scrape extra food off your plate into the trash and rinse off your plate when you're done. Guess what this does? Keeps me from getting in a foul mood spending 20 minutes trying to scrub grease/sugar/unknown food particles off of everything you've thrown in the sink. Also, if you're going to cook and dump greese down the sink, follow it up with plenty of hot water. It keeps the sink from clogging. 

I am not your maid, nor your mother and I don't appreciate the LOOKS when you randomly had friends over and the kitchen is gross because I "Haven't cleaned in a long time." Try again. It was last night, and it was perfectly clean. If anything, your sloppy habbits of leaving sticky knives and splattered sauces/juices/random liquids on the counters and not taking out the recycling for WEEKS (coughwinknudge). 

If you're embarassed about the state of the apartment, you can clean it up. Unlike you, I am not home all day with nothing to do. In fact, I'm up at campus attending classes, labs, and working two jobs. 

I love you to death my dear, but some things are just not cool.

CLEAN UP AFTER YOURSELF!

Love, A Smith

PS: Beware, another cleaning rampage this weekend. This time you'd better not just sit back and watch.

Is it...is that...DOS?

Why is it that at a university known for its biology departments, especially ones that filter into the Veterinary School, the physics department gets the new computers and those of us in Biol get the old DOS computers?! I mean, seriously, trying to take a heart rate on a computer you need to type obscure commands to get it to work. At the very least most Physics majors are computer savvy enough to honestly know what to do. Of my group, I think I was the one who understood the program the best--which is sad seeing as my DOS experience in the past was playing Oregon trail and a math game involving math (Turbo Math?) and stealing computer paper to draw on.

This lab is going to be...interesting... 

TA's kick ass

Especially when they're quirky Bio TA's who know their stuff and can explain it very well.

And when you get quotes like: 

"Botonists are creepy. They just stare at plants all day. Plants don't do anything."

Also, I am once again reminded why I loath one of my professors, henceforth referred to as the Douchbag. Apparently those of us signing up for a 300 level biology course don't know what "pre" and "post" mean, thus why the Douchbag slowly and horribly explained it in the context of neural synapses (which anyone who's taken a HS level bio course understands better than him). He is also apparently forgetting that one of the pre-reqs for this class is a passing grade in Cell Phys, in which we spent weeks on the little details involved in all these reactions he's bumbling over. The Douchbag is also apparently psychic and hates me because he meantioned one of my least favorite topics in Physiology: Second Messanger Systems. I spent weeks on them last semester and, oh, here they are again. Just to rub some salt in that wound.

Only good thing I can think of involving the Douchbag: he's totally getting his ass fired at the end of this semester. :D Happy days.

and while I'm on the subject of Mammalian Physiology: I need to remember not to scrawl notes to my friend in it because she apparently can't keep from laughing aloud in the middle of a silent lecture hall. I think the only reason we didn't get yelled at was because of my "I'm-paying-close-attention-to-your-lecture-and-am-very-interested" face was plastered on. 

And a final note for my dear friends in Seattle: I'll be home President's Day/ Valentine's Day weekend! (Huzzah Zoology Club trips to Point Defiance!)