BLAH!

Well, I woke up in the middle of the night convinced I was still on the M-class spacefreighter NOSTROMO trying not to be killed by an alien (ala Sigourney Weaver in "Alien"). It was at the very moment I woke up that Princess Prettypaws began scratching about in her litterbox. .. which made a horrifying skittering noise. EEEEeeek! But eventually I realized I was ok, and went back to sleep. Woke up, scarfed down some delicious yogurt, and suddenly had the urge to greet my breakfast anew. Why? I don't know. Still can't figure out what made me so ill for ten minutes or so. .. although sometimes waking up can be rather nauseating. Well, it's not morning sickness or food poisoning, so perhaps it's just my body saying ENOUGH WITH THE YOGURT ALREADY! PEH!!

The point being, it just wasn't a good start to what wasn't really a great day. Nothing really horrible or traumatic happened in lab . . . just a couple small mistakes I couldn't have known any better to avoid, and a general "blah" sort of feeling. I guess I'm just hitting the middle of my stay, and it's not really all that exciting. ON the upside, I did get my second paycheck. . .now I just have to cash it and be nervous about having money around. Oh well! I'm starting to get my birthday money, so I will certainly have to buy useless pretty things with THAT. probably clothes. I'm in a clothes-shopping mood. There are actually times when I'm not!

Went to the Garlic Festival on Wednesday. It was thoroughly crowded with that great aroma hanging over the vicinity. I tried garlic icecream and came to the conclusion that there is no good reason for it to exist, except perhaps to gross even me out. the combinations of sugary creamy and garlicy is just WRONG. ON the upside, there was a bounty of garlicky shrimp, including "Rock Shrimp Dynamite" which was shrimp deep fried in tempura (a light Japanese batter) and then coated in delicious sweet-sour garlicky goodness. HURRAY!

Cheryl came back from her weekend in california--with a diamond on her finger! Yep, she's engaged. Exciting times! Forcast for this year of school--in my opinion--is going to be many more such events. At least, this is what my senior friend Meghan from last year told me!

Carl is *supposed* to leave on Monday I think, so then the house will be mine! To do what with? I don't know. Drink perhaps. Because in 12 days. . . I'll be 21!!!