Typin' in the early morning
Man, I hate getting up when it's still dark outside. It just doesn't seem natural. But I've got an 8:30 lab in the basement of Bates. . .. and considering my apprehension of monkeys and presence of said monkeys in the basement maze of the Pysch building. .. .I must fortify my soul. And by fortify my soul, I mean buy some diet coke and hope the caffeine makes me ready for a busy busy day. I also must locate a turtle neck, because there are two reasons I wear such a garment that constricts and covers my neck:
1)Fashion or coldness demands it
2)Suspicious welts have appeared on my neck, and I hate to make up a story or say "yeah, that is the work of my male friend!"
BAH. I love you honey :) Seriously. And I love that you don't like turtlenecks either. My mom always thinks I look really good in them, but they make me want to gag.
I now have blue "swag style" lights hanging above my top bunk bed. It is soooo nice, because they cast this lovely, cool glow on my bed, and it makes me calm and sleepy--which is exactly what a good bed should do. I feel like I'm in Lothlorien among the elves! Ok, maybe that's a bit too far for my imagination to regularly stretch, but you get the picture.
I was just looking over Dave and Adam's journals, and their replies, and it made me think about comraderie among the folks in your major. I think somehow I missed out on that with biology. I mean, with my fellow AIBS officers I get that to an extent, with the folks in my invert class too. ... .but none of us hang out outside of organized activities. But then again, perhaps when I get to grad school this will be different. In grad school, as far as I can tell, you seem to hang out alot together, although that's usually in the lab, but occasionally you go out for a drink or have picnics (at least in hawaii they had barbecues all the time). Here's hoping, once again. Everyone needs friends, and I'd sure like some more bio friends.
Lastly: With the return of Dena comes the hope of reclaiming the Lounge. . ..at least for Trading Spaces. So far we've got Sean, Maureen, Dena, and myself planning on plopping down at 4PM to watch it today. I am ready to rock: I miss my decorating show, and apparently I'm not the only one. Feels good, my friends. Feels good. . ..
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