Saturday, July 29, 2006

Last Day

I awoke at a not so early hour, but achieved something great in a minute and thirty-six seconds. I had some egg sandwiches and watched a small part of a movie on comedy central. It intrigued me because the star(the same guy who played Feris Bueler) had recently dropped out of his masters degree program for molecular biology and was now devising a plan to steal plasmids and a lab book in order to make a million dollars. The movie didn't hold my interest very long, even though Dennis Hoffman and Sean Connery were also in it.

My last day at work went well. I never saw Amanda do a cartwheel though. I wanted someone to be rude to me, but everyone was nice. My last customers was also one of my first customers from a year ago. He was really picky, but nicer this time than last time, so I had no reason to rip him a new one. I'm sad to be closing the Dillards chapter of my life. It was a good one.

Sunday, July 23, 2006


For Your Information: It's not a good idea to jump on a trampoline in a thunderstorm.

Some stuff has happened since I last wrote. I don't know how to organize it so I'll just mention stuff as it comes and then decide if it was in any order.

1. Abby called. After almost five months of calling her every week and leaving a message without her ever answering her phone or calling me back, she called. No, no. I'm not obsessed with her, and I'm not stalking her. I just decided a long time ago that I would never lose touch with her. Why her? I don't know. She's still in Chicago. We got caught up on each other's lives, and then I signed up for myspace since she said it would be an easier way for us to keep in touch. Myspace scares me.

2. I'm done with Subway. I got my free 12 inch sub...again, but this time nothing horrible happened to me. Yea! But, I did get the feeling that I was done with Subway. A year is a long time. It's time to give other establishments a chance to feed me on my lunch break.

3. I got to extract chick embryos with a microscope and tiny little forceps. Now we're running in- situ hybridization on them.

4. I cleaned out my car.

5. My work ethic is still holding up somewhat.

6. I've been hanging out with Amanda, Chelsea, and my roommates. We tried making Jello-jigglers and watched the Sandlot one night. We're good at watching the Sandlot, but we need practice with the jigglers. I just got back from Leatherby's. I had a hot fudge sundea and Chelsea hooked me up with some of her cheese fries. I think I still have some Five Buck Pizza in my stomach too, because I'm stuffed and hot and I just can't get comfortable. I'd like to take this time to mention how grateful I am for the division of responsibilities between the sexes and the fact that I will never have to be pregnant (unless something in the lab goes terribly wrong).

Okay. The order seems to be most shocking to least shocking. Have a good day.

Monday, July 17, 2006

Like Lightning

Lightning is great. Confident in my knowledge that electricity will not travel through something not grounded, I would go out in thunderstorms and jump on my trampoline. Covered in water and cold I would jump as high as I could and listen to the thunder roar around me. As I would jump, I'd pretend that I had no home and that I couldn't get out of the rain. I had nowhere to go. No one to turn to. All alone. Just me and the storm. I suppose life was too easy for me, so I had to pretend that I was disadvantaged. I had to make believe that I was overcoming all odds to become something great. The truth of the matter is that I had no difficult odds (or evens) to overcome, and I don't see myself heading towards greatness. I would get tired and just lie down on my trampoline and feel the rain hit my face while I thought. I feel like my thoughts then were deeper than my thoughts now. I'd contemplate the universe, my purpose in life, my association with friends, the existence of God, what it will be like to grow up..... I still think of some of these things, but it doesn't feel the same as it did then. Maybe it just seems that way because I was still new to the whole internal reflection and exploration thing- like when you go back and visit your elementary school and remember everything being so much bigger. I'd start to get cold and although I had no fear of lightning, I did worry about being cold and wet, thereby weakening my immune system, making me more susceptible to sickness and disease. Then, I would go inside. The pretending was over. I could change into some dry clothes and watch the Simpsons while I sipped on hot chocolate. I don't want my life to be more difficult than it is or was. I just think I should do more with the advantages I have. That's all. I can't wait for Del Taco Tuesday!

Sunday, July 09, 2006


I usually try to make big plans for my weekends off. This weekend has been spent sleeping. Tomorrow I go back to work. Maybe I'll be able to get back into the swing of things. Poor white ninja. He can be so sweet and innocent. But, don't be fooled ladies. He also kills bunnies, turtles, horses, and Kitty cats for fun.

This is ponderous man

I've been in a weird mood. I contemplate things and plan things and then never come to any real decision or action. Consider that comment to be a side note. I won't dwell on it. I saw Pirates of the Caribbean II with friends from work last night. It was a fun movie, but I don't see it winning any awards. Mari has wanted to hook me up with one of her friends. I met her for the first time last night at the movie. I shouldn't try to judge someone after only meeting them once, but since I only have a first impression to go on, I would say that we are not each other's type. I can't know for sure what she thought of me, but I get the feeling that she feels the same way I do. I drew a picture of an eye a while back. It's staring at me now. The eye always looks surprised. It never sees anything different. The room hardly ever changes. I can only assume that the eye can read my mind. That's the only logical explanation. What else could surprise it? I'm glad it can read my mind. It's comforting. I don't have to tell it anything. It already knows. The only problem is that it can't do anything about it, and possibly doesn't even care. It just sits there and looks surprised. God knows what I am thinking too. He cares. He knows everything, but still likes it when I tell him what's going on. That's much more comforting. Someone to talk to. Someone that understands.