but it deleted itself, so now you'll just have to wonder for the rest of your lives about what I was going to say...
Anyway,
Ciao
Sunday, December 11, 2011
I'm really bad at this whole blogging thing, aren't I?
You can agree with me, it's ok I won't be offended...
Today my Dad cut his finger pretty badly on a router, not this kind:
but this kind: 
So there's that... My mom took him to the ER about half an hour ago to get stitches, so hopefully he's ok.
Today my Dad cut his finger pretty badly on a router, not this kind:
Saturday, September 24, 2011
Oh, yeah...
I have a blog. Too bad I'm at work... Hour and a half left till freedom, then it's Who night and homemade tofurky!
Friday, May 13, 2011
Friday the 13th
So I don't know about you, but as it turns out Friday the 13th's are unusually good to me. For instance today I spent the morning watching Torchwood online when my best friend texted me to see if I wanted to hang out tomorrow (since I leave for my dig on tuesday). Then I spent the afternoon packing and watching Bones which,although it made me cry, was brilliant! The previously mentioned best-friend and I have high hopes for the season finale. Then out of the blue my mother decides that we should go out for dinner, seeing as my dad will be working late and my brother is going to be away all weekend, and it will be just her, my other brother, and myself. And to top it off, it is starting to sound and feel like there might be a thunder storm! I can't wait to see what else today holds for me; because while these may seem like trivial things, they have a way of putting a smile on my face and just generally making my day.
As far as Friday the 13th's go, however, I've had even better! In March of '09 I had the luxury of going on a student trip to "Rome and the Riviera", and after a long and exhausting plane ride (I love planes though) we landed in Rome and began some of the greatest adventures of my life, on -you guessed it- Friday the 13th! I'm not going to lie to you and suggest that the first day went off without a hitch, to be fair one of the girls went in to diabetic shock and had to go to the hospital, which was a scary experience. But the positive definitely outweighed the negative! Walking around a sunny Italian piazza eating fresh gelato, braving the Roman Catacombs to see beautiful, beautiful arrangements out of human bones... words cannot express how much I loved the catacombs, I could have stayed in there for days. I love bones, so very, very much. There isn't a day that goes by that I don't wish I could go back to bella Italia: Roma, Firenze, Napoli, Sienna, Toscana; some of my favourite places in the world, and I hope that someday I will get to go back.
So I guess what I'm trying to say is this: If anyone ever asks me if Friday the 13th is unlucky, my answer will be. "Never!"
As far as Friday the 13th's go, however, I've had even better! In March of '09 I had the luxury of going on a student trip to "Rome and the Riviera", and after a long and exhausting plane ride (I love planes though) we landed in Rome and began some of the greatest adventures of my life, on -you guessed it- Friday the 13th! I'm not going to lie to you and suggest that the first day went off without a hitch, to be fair one of the girls went in to diabetic shock and had to go to the hospital, which was a scary experience. But the positive definitely outweighed the negative! Walking around a sunny Italian piazza eating fresh gelato, braving the Roman Catacombs to see beautiful, beautiful arrangements out of human bones... words cannot express how much I loved the catacombs, I could have stayed in there for days. I love bones, so very, very much. There isn't a day that goes by that I don't wish I could go back to bella Italia: Roma, Firenze, Napoli, Sienna, Toscana; some of my favourite places in the world, and I hope that someday I will get to go back.
So I guess what I'm trying to say is this: If anyone ever asks me if Friday the 13th is unlucky, my answer will be. "Never!"
Sunday, December 12, 2010
Also, I failed NaNoWriMo
I don't know if anyone reading know or cares, but as you can clearly see on my sad little banner a few posts down, I only got to 8K words... Midterms and papers quashed that dream like a bug. But I'm really happy with what I accomplished, and I definately want to keep up with the story. I will most likely try again next November.
"You and I will fly out of this town/here tonight leave all solid ground/You and I will fly out of this town/Half blind, leave the underground"
"You and I will fly out of this town/here tonight leave all solid ground/You and I will fly out of this town/Half blind, leave the underground"
I'm Melting
So I just want to preface this post by saying that I love my life, and I am not as unhappy and lonely as my last post would suggest... I just didn't get around to the second half where I talk about IRL adventures I had with my best friend or how great it was having my sister back in town for a few days... But trust me it happened.
Today, or rather tonight as it is getting late(10:45PM Really?, I want to talk about how I feel like I am melting both literally and metaphorically.
Let's start with the literal shall we?
So, my lovely computer is pushing 4 or so years(in tech-years that makes it practically archaic)and it's starting to show signs that it's ready for the great-junk-heap-in-the-sky, it's getting pretty slow, and buggy but most annoyingly of all is that it the fan is going. Which basically means that it will alternate between getting so hot it actually hurts to touch it, and whirring so loud you'd think I lived under a flight path. Which I guess given the alternative isn't so bad, but still. I talked to my dad, an expert in all things tech, and showed him how hot it was. He actually expressed genuine worry. He doesn't do that, ever... So not only is my room aproaching 30*, with the window open, but I have the ever impending fear that it is going to explode. (And I've had a computer explode before)
Metaphorically, I have my third of five exams tomorrow, on Human Osteology. I really like the subject, but I kinda have to Ace the exam if I want to pass the course, because the midterms killed me. I've been studying off and on since 10:00AM this morning, and I feel like my brain is going to melt out my ears or something... I'd like to think I've retained everything, but right now all I can think of are the horrible bone diseases I could have... and not *just* hypochondria, but like, diseases brought on by anaemia, of which I was borderline the last time I had bloodwork done. Which was at least three, maybe four years ago. So now I have horrible mental images of my possible Porotic Hypertosis and Cribia Orbitalia. Ok, maybe I am just being a hypochondriac... but WHAT IF?!
So there you have it, not my most eloquent post, but as a late night//last minute post it's pretty good. My laptop is on fire, snow is blowing on my shoulder through the open window, and my brain is mush.
In other words, "I'm melting"
"And I know it's been/Such a long time/Since we've just been friends/And not soldiers on/The front line of a war/That we were born into/But we've got to do this together/Don't leave me"
Today, or rather tonight as it is getting late(10:45PM Really?, I want to talk about how I feel like I am melting both literally and metaphorically.
Let's start with the literal shall we?
So, my lovely computer is pushing 4 or so years(in tech-years that makes it practically archaic)and it's starting to show signs that it's ready for the great-junk-heap-in-the-sky, it's getting pretty slow, and buggy but most annoyingly of all is that it the fan is going. Which basically means that it will alternate between getting so hot it actually hurts to touch it, and whirring so loud you'd think I lived under a flight path. Which I guess given the alternative isn't so bad, but still. I talked to my dad, an expert in all things tech, and showed him how hot it was. He actually expressed genuine worry. He doesn't do that, ever... So not only is my room aproaching 30*, with the window open, but I have the ever impending fear that it is going to explode. (And I've had a computer explode before)
Metaphorically, I have my third of five exams tomorrow, on Human Osteology. I really like the subject, but I kinda have to Ace the exam if I want to pass the course, because the midterms killed me. I've been studying off and on since 10:00AM this morning, and I feel like my brain is going to melt out my ears or something... I'd like to think I've retained everything, but right now all I can think of are the horrible bone diseases I could have... and not *just* hypochondria, but like, diseases brought on by anaemia, of which I was borderline the last time I had bloodwork done. Which was at least three, maybe four years ago. So now I have horrible mental images of my possible Porotic Hypertosis and Cribia Orbitalia. Ok, maybe I am just being a hypochondriac... but WHAT IF?!
So there you have it, not my most eloquent post, but as a late night//last minute post it's pretty good. My laptop is on fire, snow is blowing on my shoulder through the open window, and my brain is mush.
In other words, "I'm melting"
"And I know it's been/Such a long time/Since we've just been friends/And not soldiers on/The front line of a war/That we were born into/But we've got to do this together/Don't leave me"
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