Thursday, September 28, 2006

LAZY ASS STUMBLE FOR THE CURE
..... is probably what they should call it, in my case. When I signed up for this, heck, before I finally took the time to see where I'm supposed to show up, I had no idea. None. Apparently, there's an 8:00 am. And I'm supposed to be in a parking lot, "stretching" and "warming up", at this alleged "time". For a 5 K "run". Ppftt. (This is me sighing with disgust, by the way). The best they'll get out of me at that time on a Sunday morning is a brisk walk, desperately clutching at my venti dark roast.
Damn, I'm a sucker for a good cause.

Friday, September 22, 2006


Hey, all. I haven't been feeling very bloggy this week. It was an incredibly bad week, and I just want to say to everybody, hug the people you love, and be glad to know and be with them. I went to a funeral this week, for one of the most loving, gentle, and kind little boys that I ever had the honour of knowing. He was technically grown up, but in my heart and my memories, he will always be the little boy who was too small for his sweater, whose skinny little arms hugged my neck when I gave him piggy backs, and who snuggled in when I got to read bedtime stories. I am so proud to have had the honour and privilege of knowing Matthew, and the world is worse off for having lost him.
Anyway, all I want to say is that I hope my friends and family (you know who you are) know how much I love them, and am glad and feel lucky that you are all a part of my life. Thank you.

Friday, September 15, 2006

My dad just called to let me know about his debilitating diarrhea... I love my life. I'm going to go drink now, until I've repressed this latest special family memory.
On the plus side, I've discovered that Tootsie Pops exist in mini form. I've consumed about 4 dozen so far.

Saturday, September 09, 2006

After a two month hiatus, me and some of the men went climbing today. It was awesome, if a little tiring. See, the reason for the hiatus was I got repeatedly sick with the Norovirus. This is a great, great way to lose weight, ladies. So go to the hospital I work at, and lick random surfaces (or people), and you too can lose 15 pounds. (Actually, I'm not totally sure it was the Norovirus, because of the duration of the illness, but I'm really not complaining because I feel better now. And I'm never, never eating at the cafeteria again).
The bugger of the thing is that although I have to haul less weight up when I'm climbing, I think most of the weight loss was muscle mass. It was kind of pathetic... I started getting tired belaying! This is probably because the most exercise my arms have received is lifting alcoholic beverages. "And repeat... Good... Two more reps.... one... more.... blearrgghhhh....... Yoou'ree a preTTy boOY, ArenN't Youu...'Scuuuse meEee... Blaaurrghhhh!"
So... Um... that's about all the interestingness in my life for now. Work's actually not so bad right now. I had an experiment work on Thursday, so I left by 3. Because I didn't want to jinx anything. Other scientists will understand. In fact, I have it on good authority that after Alexander Fleming discovered penecillin, he pretty much pissed around for the next couple of years, playing golf, reading porn, and living on his friend's ottoman (by good authority, I mean this really cool dream I had a couple of years ago). 'Course, then he had to go and rediscover it later, 'cause he forgot where he left it. Or something.
Oh yeah, the other exciting development in my life is that a frat house has now moved in next door. To be honest, I'm a little nostalgic for the crack house that was there before. If I hear one more tanked 17 year old howling at the god-damned moon and puking in the bushes while his friends laugh and record it on their camera phones for posterity, I will be forced to take drastic measures. I just don't know what those are yet. Suggestions would be highly valued. Nothing too illegal, please.

Friday, September 01, 2006


So I learned something at work today. If you are going to forget to wear a belt, you probably shouldn't wear an electric blue thong. And you definitely shouldn't drop something in front of your boss, and bend down to pick it up. Awwkkkwardddd......
Luckily I changed the subject by asking about the differential physical and histological features between mesothiliomas and non small cell carcinomas... AWWW YEAHH!!!! Dodged a bullet there!