Ain't no one as dope as me, I'm just so fresh and . . . so fresh and so clean-clean

Wow, ok, don't know exactly what to accredit the title too. Haven't even been THINKING clean in the last day or so, after I recovered my sleep lost from wednesday. I guess I'll just give my shout-out to Outkast, a group who's music I really actually enjoy, especially their sense of humor.

Let's start with the infamous Physics test: I would have aced it, if it were not for the stupid "derive an equation from these other equations" thing. Maybe some of you folks know what I'm talking about. It's basically taking a mess of variables in equation form, and shifting them around and trying to cancel them out so that you end up with a nice, simple equation to work with. . . it pisses me off just slightly to have this on a test, because it takes me hours to do these things. So I left the test cross-eyed but relieved. I think I did ok, but I'm not going to sweat it. I'm a biologist, not a physicist goddamnit.

Jiu Jitsu was fantabulous on Friday night. There were at LEAST 17 people there, and we did my favorite things: rolling around for breakfalls, roundhouse kicking, and kumite (sparring). Remind me to tell my left hand to wake up, because it was just not functioning during sparring. I'm proud to say I made some good shots to the head--only because I know its my weakness and it's interesting to be aware of it and take advantage of it on other people. I'm testing for my green belt on Sunday, and so I was a little perturbed that I didn't really get a chance to work on my belt sheet. .. (nervous nervous nervous).

Then Sam took us all to G-ville, where I rented a slew of movies. We watched "The Bare Wench Project" which is pretty much what it sounds like: a bad movie with jerky camera effects and breasts. Lots and lots of breasts. Now, personally, I have nothing against breasts and the viewing of breasts, but this was just ridiculous. I mean, when the sorority girls were convinced the bare wench would go away if they all took their shirts off. . . again. . .well, it was just plain silly. Complete softcore ridiculousness, although when they ran into the two guys "collecting pine cones. . . FOR THE LORD" I was thoroughly amused.

Great thanks to Sprite for visiting AND letting me have leftover sushi!!!! HAPPY BIRTHDAY KAT!!!

Let's move to Saturday shall we?

Amber's favorite event of the year was occurring: THE ARTS AND MUSIC FESTIVAL. Which is basically tables and tables of free crafts, live bands, and some miscellaneous newagey stuff. I spent several hours constructing a necklace out of copper wire and strange beads. I think it turned out quite shiny, but I'm proud of it. I then waited for what seemed like hours to get my tarot cards read, because damnit it isnt' much fun read my own. And at this stage in the game, I'm in need of a little insight.

As the lady was shuffling her cards, she said "Amber do you like fast cars?"

Being extremely unhelpful, I said "Uh, sometimes?"
She then went on to explain she just got a sudden flash of a convertible, me in the passenger's seat, maybe with a friend, and it's late November. . "the last of the leaves" she said. I'm just including this now so if perchance in November something like this happens, well, I'll have witnesses. Yes ladies and gentlemen, you heard it heard it here first! She drew three cards.

The first was . ..

TOO BEEE CONTINUEED!!!!!