<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32847269</id><updated>2009-02-20T23:32:34.124-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Trapped in the Midwest</title><subtitle type='html'>One western New Yorker girl's adventures in graduate studies trapped in the Midwestern United States!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trapped-in-the-midwest.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32847269/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trapped-in-the-midwest.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32847269/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><author><name>Samantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06190007837458588596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>33</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32847269.post-116290620358163828</id><published>2006-11-07T08:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-07T08:30:03.600-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;Ass-less undies and Alzheimer's.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;Cannot remember Wednesday night, Thursday, Friday, Saturday, or much of Sunday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;I do remember watching all my normal tv shows those nights, being tired, and not wanting to study, but not much else. Oh, Thursday cuz George was gone I bitched out early (like 1pm) and went home and slept cuz I felt crappy, or that's what I told myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;Over those few days I watched 'Nacho Libre' which was pretty cute. Some movie called 'Population 436' about this weird little town where the population is always 436 people. And if you try to leave the town doc will electroshock and lobotomize your ass. And if you do leave, God will run your car over with a semi from hell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;Another scary-ish movie called 'Rest Stop'. Some killer has been killing women at some rest stop and they kind of haunt other women trapped there being tortured by the killer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;More 'Nightmares &amp; Dreamscapes'. I really liked the one where a stoke broker gets bitten by a snake and is kind of paralyzed so they declare him dead and he is awake and can feel stuff before they autopsy him. He gets a boner and they know he's alive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;I can't remember what else I watched.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;Over the weekend I poked at studying Histology and called to bother my family frequently. 39 days til I head home!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;Sunday, amidst the hurried and worried Histology cramming LGBTQ had gay-movie night at my house. Before hand, a little "South Park" to pass the time until people showed up. 5 people showed up. 4 of them were very fun and I knew they'd come. One slightly older guy also came, but he is nice and knows Saint. We watched 'But I'm a Cheerleader' which is always fun, and David brought 'Latter Days' which is about some gay mormon guy. It was kind of sad and sweet, but way to much naked man-ass and other stuff. Eww! Anyways, there was one part where the pretty gay guy cuts his butt on something in his yard and he faints so the mormon guy helps him. When pretty boy pulls down his pants to have the mormon dude check his buns, he has on the strangest guy underwear I have ever seen. They had no ass! Very odd, but I guess practical if you like it up the butt. I really really hate guy butt!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;Afterwards, and just in time, was the new Halloween episode of "The Simpsons". It was good, but not as good as ones in the past. "American Dad" was hilarious. Stan joined the Log-cabin Republicans (those gay Republicans). "Family Guy" was funny, but I think a rereun maybe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;I woke up early and studied, and took little naps until it was time for my test. Tissue IDS = nice, regular questions = not so freakin nice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;I got to hook students up to electrodes to do little EKGs for lab for 4 hours. Blah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;So tired, need to finish EKGing students, clean/ feed some snakes, wash some glasswear, get my Histo grade, and possibly go drinking later because of it. We shall see.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Random fact of the day:&lt;/strong&gt; All new abbreviated blog starting today!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32847269-116290620358163828?l=trapped-in-the-midwest.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32847269/posts/default/116290620358163828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32847269/posts/default/116290620358163828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trapped-in-the-midwest.blogspot.com/2006/11/ass-less-undies-and-alzheimers.html' title=''/><author><name>Samantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06190007837458588596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02430686111487445728'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32847269.post-116238918977983627</id><published>2006-11-01T08:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-02T12:35:05.016-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Green poop and mousehunting.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot remember what happened for the latter half of Sunday. I do remember kind if watching some reruns of "The Simpsons", "American Dad" and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday, was normal...you should know my schedulae by now! Internet, Histology + grading lab reports, internet, lab with Youssef, lab with Swapna, embed my snake tissue, then go home to eat and watch tv. I did stop at Bealer's and had the most amazing cookies. They were these really soft sugar cookies with buttercream frosting green vampires on them. "How I Met Your Mother", "The Class", and "Heroes" were all really good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday (yesterday). I had lab with Swapna, played on the internet, looked up some info on a conference I was supposed to attend in January. Apparently George put himself down as presenter, so I cannot get the student discount SICB (Society for Integrative and Comparative Biologists) offers students if you present AND be their slave for 4 days. I also missed the window (by a full month) to get a $500 travel grant from ISU. Damn! Well, this means I don't have to hurry up and write a proposal to get the travel grant AND I get to hang out in NY longer from Christmas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found Beth (as she was setting up food for the Medical brats) and hung out waiting for Dr. Duong to sign my paper saying he'll be on my advisory committee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the lab to play on the internet more and download guitar tabs. I downloaded a trial version of this program called GuitarPro. So cool! It lets you change and write music and hear what it sounds like. It also (when you download already recorded tabs) hear the song as you read the music and you can skip around and do all sorts of crap. It is only like $50-some. I do not think I want it yet. I need to focus on other crap for the next year. But I am super-excited something like this exists. I think it may be good for Lia since she wants to learn to play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went home to eat lunch (and watch an episode of "The L Word") and clean cuz Beth and her kids were gonna stop by. Anyways, Sunday is Gay Movie Night with LGBTQ at my place! I cleaned my room again (swept up litter and changed the cat water and sprayed Febreze and Lysol) and the living room (moved the old giant tv to be a tv stand, moved Saint's ancient Nintendo crap that was living in the corner, and pushed his shit around to look nicer). I cleaned the kitchen counters and finished my dishes. Then, the laundry room. So grody!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;So I went back to school for the department seminar which was ok. it was about possible neuro-endocrine disruption caused by phytoestrogens in bird food.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;I headed home, with a stop at the IGA for a new cheap mop, to eat and finish cleaning. I swept the leaves off of the front steps, vaccumed a little, and finished my dishes. I watched tv for and Beth showed up at about 8. I gave her munchkins candy and showed them the house. They were the 'Scream' killer and spiderman (complete with padded muscle arms, legs, pecks, and a 6-pack!). They met RC (who pooped in the hallway for some reason), Ping-Ping the kitten, and my Eddie. Beth did not believe me as to how big he was. She called him a Holstein cattle. He's my little dairy cow!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;I watched "House" and "SVU" which were both very very good and went to bed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;Wednesday I woke up at 4:30 to hear Eddie scritching around the room kind of funny. Then I heard him growl under my bed. He only ever growls at something so I freak out thinking there is something under my bed or outside my door. I turn on the light and Eddie comes out from under the bed with a little gray mouse between his lips. I tried to grab him so I could take the mouse and toss it outside, but when I grabbed Eddie he dropped the mouse and it ran into my closet. I took everything out of the closet with Eddie sniffing everything and the mouse ran out between my legs. I scream and it heads out the door - I think. I went back to bed for an hour. Maybe that mouse will tell the other mice to avoid my room because there is a panther-sized kitty cat that now has a taste for fresh mice!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;I went to class for Histology which was boring and longish, but I bailed pretty early to go play on the internet, clean up my lab a little bit, trim embedded snake tissue, and feed/ clean some snakes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;Oh! Speaking of my snakes, we have a new one. A very teeny little baby copperhead. So cute! But still loaded. Some dip at Vigo South High School brought it in and a science teacher confiscated it and gave it to George. Yeah! Free snakes are the best kind. I don't know what to name our new tiny friend. We are gonna stuff this little guy so he grows nice and big, so I can hopefully lop of his head. For now, he is way too small to bother with.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;George also informed me that becuase he will be at some thing in Louisiana Thursday and Friday that I will be taking over for his classes on Friday, meaning I get to give one class a quiz and one am exam. Normally this would constitute a pretty mellow and light Friday, but I get to go home and study boring-ass Histology until "Ghost Whisperer" comes on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;After George gave me my test giving instructions, I went home, with a stop at the store, and ate and watched tv. "Top Model" was the recap episode, but "The Biggest Loser" was pretty good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;I am very much dreading this next Histology test. I have had agita for days because of it. I get to spend all weekend studying. Stopping Sunday afternoon at 4pm for gay movie night and the new Halloween episode of "The Simpsons". I gotta go next door and see when I can steal one of the Medical brat's slide sets.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Random fact of the day:&lt;/strong&gt; My right arm is fatter than my left. Probably just puffed up from more frequent use (I am right-handed). It pisses me off!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32847269-116238918977983627?l=trapped-in-the-midwest.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32847269/posts/default/116238918977983627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32847269/posts/default/116238918977983627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trapped-in-the-midwest.blogspot.com/2006/11/green-poop-and-mousehunting.html' title=''/><author><name>Samantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06190007837458588596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02430686111487445728'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32847269.post-116214682817098461</id><published>2006-10-29T12:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-01T08:34:24.156-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;Lesbian monkeys!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;Thursday night I did go pic up the third season of "The L Word" but did not watch any at home. After that I don't remember much other than watching reruns of "My Name is Earl" and "The Office".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;Friday, Hmm...can't remember much other than reading for Physiology seminar because it was my turn to lead discussion. I did not know how to start so I made Diana start then I chimed in and asserted certain points. I actually understood this chapter. It was on sex determination/ behavior of species. We talked about with certain treatments you can get males to lose some male mating behaviors and even get females to show male mating behaviors. Very cool. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;Naturally, there are these crazy monkeys called Bonobos (formerly pygmy chimpanzee) that engage in tribadism as a form of social bonding. I don't think I could watch 2 chimps bump donuts, but it is nice to know that other animals enjoy it too. I learned other things about them too. The have face to face sex, engage in oral sex, tongue kissing, and penis fencing. These apes are like people. Take that Christian Right! Sex is not bad, and we are all realated to monkeys!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;In class we also talked about actual observed brain differences in men vs. woman and "straight" vs. "gay" men. Oh, so maybe it was the bump on my head when I came out that made me a lesbian?! Haha! I love being a lesbian. I don't think I could stand being straight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;I am actually excited for the continuation of this class next week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;I prepared some snake tissue (we buzzed off the front part of his head and superglued his mouth shut). This should be interesting, as I will be sectioning and reconstructing two pits at the same time. I thought it would take longer to get to this point but we are jumping in head first.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;I tried to get a hold of Laura with no success. We were supposed to go see "Saw III". Why oh why does she keep standing me up?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;Can't remember much else other than going to the video store and watching a really good episode of "Ghost Whisperer". Camryn Manheim (who is just so awesome) has been on the show all season. The guy who played Bif in "Back to the Future" has the hots for her now. Aww! He's plushy too! "Numb3rs" was good too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;I think I watched "Ugly Betty" Friday night too. So funny! The nasty little fairy that works for Vanessa Williams dressed up like Betty for Halloween. It was a really cute episode!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;I also think I watched "Nip/ Tuck" that night too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;Saturday, I went to school for a good long while to dehydrate and infiltrate snake tissue. I rewatched "Top Model" and parts of an episode of "Lost".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;I went to the store to get hydrogen peroxide for my chewed up finger as well as some benedryl to reduce the swelling. My mom said that even people that are not allergic to cats can have allergic reactions to cat bites. Bastard Eddie! Little finger-biting Poofter!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;I watched "Click" which was really cute while I ate lunch. I watched the first disk of "Nightmares and Dreamscapes" which was ok, and then I took a long-ass nap. I woke up at 8 so I got dinner and watched some of the sex-pervs over the phone with Kailea. She had to go and I went to Starbucks for something warm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;"SNL" had Beck and Hugh Laurie (the guy who playes House) on. It was pretty funny. They made fun of "Most Haunted" which is hilarious to watch on tv. I watched an episode with friends when I was in NC in September. They are so full of shit, but I would probably be wetting my pants if I was there too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;Sunday (today) I woke up, fed the Poofter, and went back to sleep. I woke up and watched "An American Haunting" which was ok. Apparently the girl was haunting herself because her daddy raped her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;Now, I am at school blogging and treating snake tissue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Random fact of the day:&lt;/strong&gt; I love Mallo Cups! They are so good and I can only find them back home at one specific Wegmans. I did find them at Cracker Barrel so I went to the one in Terre Haute and bought some. So tasty!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32847269-116214682817098461?l=trapped-in-the-midwest.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32847269/posts/default/116214682817098461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32847269/posts/default/116214682817098461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trapped-in-the-midwest.blogspot.com/2006/10/lesbian-monkeys-thursday-night-i-did.html' title=''/><author><name>Samantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06190007837458588596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02430686111487445728'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32847269.post-116187479304519437</id><published>2006-10-26T10:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T14:04:47.743-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Not nearly enough holes...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday, George and I took a little time to make some plastic goo to see if we could dye it with some carbon black and I took off for food and TV-time at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had some tasty sausage pizza and watched "Dexter" and "Ugly Betty" and then "Heroes" on my computer and TV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday was on ok day. I had lab with Swapna, man, I was sleepy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cleaned some snake poo with George and played with more plastic goo before and after the department seminar. It was on same prairie plant called "rattlesnake master". I looked it up on Wikipedia and apparently some Native Americans used to use some goo from it as an antidote for rattlesnake venom. Aside from the cool name of the plant it was boring and I kept dozing off. I even made a soft noise at some point while dozing and trying to fill out my sheet for class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At some point during the day took the rattle from one ok the old dead frozen Western Diamondback rattlesnakes in the freezer I cut off on like Monday and gave it to my friend Beth to give to her little girl. They both like snakes too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went home and can't really remember much else. I am still recovering from being chained to a computer for a month. I did go to bed at like 9 or 10 cuz nothing was really on tv.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday (Yesterday), I got to go to school kind of late. I left the house at like 8 to get to school before Histology class at 9. I woke up at lie 2am thinking it was going to be like 5 or 6 am when I checked my clock. I was so happy I had so much sleepytime left!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Histology was ok. I graded papers and bailed early. I chatted with Beth and she said Helen (her daughter) was thrilled. I told her I'd try to get her a tail from one of my Northern pacific rattlers. I found one dead in the freezer and ran back to give it to her in a little glass vial for protection.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;I ran back to teach my sheep. They were ok, we finished early, and because I am such a heinous bitch I made them stay so I could enter their grades in the computer and make them pick up their stuff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;I affixed new ID labels to the snake tanks. I named another one of my snakes. His name is MoFo. Because when he struck the side of his tank I yelled "motherfucker!". Below him on the rack are "Big Daddy", "Salazar Slytherin", and "Cranky". These guys are all Western Diamondbacks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;After about a dozen small heart attacks, I went to play with more plastic goo and then slip away to go home and chill. I decided to give Eddie a bath cuz he was stinky. Big mistake. During the bath, Eddie suddenly decided that my right index finger did not have enough holes in it. So, he graciously, and without warning, decided to give me 6 of them for free. I whacked the little fucker and continued to rinse him then dried him a little and tossed his finger-chomping ass into the empty bedroom/ classroom. Sore, bloody, newly-perforated, and covered with cat hair I took a shower and then bandaged myself up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;I watched "Nip/ Tuck" and then had to bake the pies for the lab lunch for today. The baking went ok, I-han was also cooking for lab luch too. He was making dumplings. He even made the dumpling wrappers by hand! Apparently he could not find any at the store. Ping-Ping (his little kitty) ran around downstairs while we cooked and I did dishes. Yes, I finally got to those dishes. I did more than half of them while baking the ricotta pies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;Once I popped out the pies to cool, "Top Model" was starting. Such a good episode. They had a Halloween-y impromptu photoshoot with poofy crazy hair and scary contact lenses and then a romance novel cover photoshoot with everyone's favorite "I Can't Believe Its Not Butter" spokesman...Fabio! So many of the girls were so uncomfortable with him. I would be too...he's a gigantic skanky Italian ape. Aww...like my Daddy. Except Fabio is built like a brick wall and has little body hair. They also learned how to dance/ move sexily with Dita Von Teese the burlesque dancer. I can't wait to watch it again!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;Laura called. I left her a message saying that her ex-beotch came looking for her at the "Take Back the Night" table. She said she was going the drag show again, but I was not in the mood for it. She said we'd get together tonight. Not holding my breath, but it would be fun. I think I am going to go pick up Season 3 of "The L Word" at Walmart. Maybe we can watch that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;After all the skinny bitches, it was time to watch some very unskinny people bitch on "The Biggest Loser". Saint came up to get some TV shows from me and chat while we watched the last half of "fat camp" and the first half of "CSI: NY".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;I let my little finger-mangling kitty back in the room and he had mostly forgiven me. I am still far from forgiving him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;Thursday (Today!) I woke up and it was raining. I laid back down for a little bit but the pain in my finger was so bad I had to get up and change my bandage to relieve the swelling. It looks so gross...bastard cat! I got ready and fixed my finger then brouht my breakfast (yogurt, granola, and berries!) upstairs. Eddie sat on my lap while I ate and I did pet him, but not too lovingly...little fucker! I wish Kailea was here to whack him with one of her ducks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;I brought the pies to school and paid for parking so I could park close and not get poured on and ruin the pies. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;Ecology seminar was good. Lots of chatting about stuff and how society is going down the toilet so quickly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;Lab meeting took forever! But the lunch was good. Mrs. Ghosh made some chickpea thing, Swapna made chicken kerala, Kumar made rice, I-Han made dumplings, Jen made some spinach thing, Razan brought room temperature pop, Catherine made green bean casserole, Erick made pasta salad, Youssef made a cake, and I made the ricotta pie. Everything was pretty good. George came and ate too. Adam who is in town stopped by for food too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;At 12:30 I had to jet to bring the other pie over to Angie's goodbye lunch thingy. Beth was excited and really liked the pie. Dr. Doung has a white wife who is very nice and agrees that there is a significant lack of Italians here in the area meaning we cannot find good fresh bread, pizza dough, coldcuts, cheeses, and cannolis. They ate the whole pie! There were lots of people there, I did not think it would disappear so fast.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;I headed back here to look for the leftover pie to find it was all gone. At least Beth took a large piece.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;Now, I am blogging before I forget everything I have done this week. I think I am going to check my plastic goo and then bail for "The L Word".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Random fact of the day:&lt;/strong&gt; I used to only get ricotta pie at Christmas-time when my grandmother was in town. We finally got my Dad to try and make it himself. When I moved out here I asked him for how he made it and tried to do it myself. So tasty. Haha...we have no more use for Grandma now!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32847269-116187479304519437?l=trapped-in-the-midwest.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32847269/posts/default/116187479304519437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32847269/posts/default/116187479304519437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trapped-in-the-midwest.blogspot.com/2006/10/not-nearly-enough-holes.html' title=''/><author><name>Samantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06190007837458588596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02430686111487445728'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32847269.post-116163797257392858</id><published>2006-10-23T16:34:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-23T17:12:52.596-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;Concentrating so hard I burst a blood vessel in my eye!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;Thursday, after meeting with George, we (he) decided rather than put band-aids fixing my model I'd just remake it. It only takes 4-5 hours to do so with a little additional time to test some crap out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;Gay bowling was so fun! Lots of people showed up, but a number who said they were coming did not. Apparently a few got lost. Hello? It's the bowling alley-shaped building with the bowling pins on the roof!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;I suck at bowling, but that does not mean I don;t have fun with it. I bowled with Derrick and some freshman guy guy named Josh. Derrick and I had so much fun! We were grabbing each other and bumping and stuff all night. Why do gay boys like to play with boobs? Kailea? My sisters and I will flip up each others' boob and say "scoop!". For Kailea's monster rack we say "ladle". Anyways, at one point Derrick gave me a pat on the ass and I got a strike! The sporty-lezzies did really well. Laura showed up and bowled one game with us. It was a good night, I got home at like 9:30-something which is not bad!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;Gay movie night will be in like 2 weeks and then we will plan gay volleyball!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;I caught the last little bit of "CSI" and watched the first third of "ER" but lost interest and just went to bed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;Friday, I got to school at 6:30am! I checked my email and got down to the dungeon by 7 so I could try a few things before I attempted to redo my whole model. I began tracing and stacking my contours at 8 and finished at lik1 11:30, all the while listening to music on my laptop. George was preparing to teach his class so we would meet at 3. I played on the internet and then went and spaced my contours. My model looked damn good! I told George while on my way to Physiology seminar that it was better and headed to class.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;Instead of having class in the cold room, we had it in a noisy one instead. Saint ate candy next to me the whole time. Class was actually not wretchedly boring...and I spoke! I even remember what I asked. We were talking about hormones involved with reproduction and I asked what hormones/ mechanism exists to keep mammals from killing their young when they are being squeezed out of them. Most animals want to attack whatever is hurting them. It was a good discussion and I remember parts of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;I met with George and he was mostly pleased. We chatted about it and he then hinted that I needed to vamoose while he thought about stuff and saved image files to make a movie. A very arduous task of rotating the model by one degree, then saving the view as a tiff file, for 180 degrees. I went upstairs to bother Beth for like an hour then went to check and he still wasn't quite done. He finished then said I should come in Saturday morning to do it again and then again another way. I said I did not have a key to get in over the weekend and he said then it was going to be a long night for me. So, back on went the music and I ended up clicking away rotating and saving shit until after 9pm. At least it is done! Thank-you BBC!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;When I got home I went to wash my face and noticed that my right eye was red with blood. I spent like 12 hours in front of the computer and must have popped something. Damn, I was focused! I had soem hotdogs and watched "Numb3rs" which was great and then Wednesday's episode of "Top Model". Oh, Michelle, you are tall and adorable, but you are so thin and have no ass! Just give it time, you so know you are gay and not just bi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;Saturday I woke up and went to the post office to pick up soemthing that came in, and then began my day. I went to Walmart to pick up crap to make Ricotta Pie (decadent Italian dessert!) for the lab lunch thing Thursday. I forgot to check and see how much ricotta I needed for 2 pies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;I stopped at Baesler's to get my new favorite yogurt to go with my favorite granola my Aunt Janet sent me. It comes in these tall glass containers, they are cool. I think I will save them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;I went home watch 'Garfield 2' (pretty amusing, and has Jennifer Love Huge-tits in it!) and to take a nap with Eddie. It was like the best nap! He was so cuddly and sweet, the whole time while he'd wedge himself a little bit further against my back to take up more of the bed. A 16 lb. cat should not take up half a full bed! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;I watched 'The Omen' (the new one) and it was ok, pretty much the same as the original, nothing super special. You know it is a bad sign when your child frowns and screams about going to a church.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;I also watched a good vampire movie called 'The Last Sect'. It had David Carradine in it as Van Helsing's descendant hunting this online dating service sect of vampire chicks. It was good and had really killer music by some UK band called The Duke Spirit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;I went to the video store to take back the movies and got two more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;I watched "SNL" cuz John C. Reilly was hosting. It was ok. There was a funny sketch where he was a swim instructor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;I watched 'American Dreamz'. Mandy Moore is so damn funny! I liked the Arab family too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;Sunday, I slept til like noon and then watched 'Pumpkin Carver'. It was ok, not as cheesy as I thought it was going to be but still kind of weird. It's Halloween time!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;Back to sleep for another nap with Eddie. Not as fantastic as Saturday's but still good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;I woke up to start some laundry and watch the first 4 episodes of "Desperate Housewives". I also finally put away those pesky receipts and paperwork that has been living in my closet for the past month.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;Monday (today!), I got to scool pretty early to check email and crap and got my stuff for Histology class. Boring but pretty fast. I graded the whole time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;Lab, graded some more and ignored Youssef's sheep (I am such a bad TA!) Then took care of my own. My lab went faster than his.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;I left to go run (drive) to the facilities building to get my new key to Dr. Duong's lab! Yeah! Now George can make me come in on weekends and nighttime! Ugh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;I ran into Nora (a straight girl from LGBTQ) and we chatted about movies, her missing bowling, 'D.E.B.S.' and her 'Shaun of the Dead' shirt she was wearing. I got my key and then headed back to find George. I could not so now I am blogging! I need pizza!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Random fact of the day:&lt;/strong&gt; I hate the smell of movie theater popcorn. I worked at a theater for like 6 months in high school (they locked me away in the arcade and then took away my stool so I quit). Having to clean up grody walk-on popcorn just turns me off from it. I like nice air-popped popcorn with lots of real butter and salt. I recently tried it with butter, red pepper flakes, and parmigiano-reggiano cheese (Thanks Rachel Ray!). Very zippy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32847269-116163797257392858?l=trapped-in-the-midwest.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32847269/posts/default/116163797257392858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32847269/posts/default/116163797257392858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trapped-in-the-midwest.blogspot.com/2006/10/concentrating-so-hard-i-burst-blood.html' title=''/><author><name>Samantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06190007837458588596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02430686111487445728'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32847269.post-116128077530383074</id><published>2006-10-19T13:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T13:59:35.326-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;Been a long few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;So Sunday, after my post, I watched TV on my computer and sliced some snake bits. The TV was excellent, the slicing, not so much. I watched "South of Nowhere" which is on some channel called Noggin or something. It is a good show. Alex is still pissed at me for not having time to let him watch the first season last time I was home. I also watched this new show on Showtime called "Dexter". it is about this forensic blood expert / serial killer of bad guys that have escaped justice. The gay brother from "Six Feet Under" plays Dexter. This is my new favorite show of the season (aside from "Top Model"). The slicing sucked, my tissue was crap and I could not make out the membrane. There was this big cavernous hole in the tissue, which may have been from the skewer, but I am not sure. It was odd.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;The racing went ok, it took forever, and I was here until after 5:30. I went home and watched "Ugly Betty" (another awesome new show) cuz there was no good tv on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;Monday, I had to get up super early to have my car into the shop by 8 and get to Histology by 9. I-Han was kind enough to give me a ride to school from the collision place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;Class was boring, but went fast cuz I graded lab turn-in sheets and quizzes the whole time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;Lab with Youssef, and then my lab were forgetable. Lots whiny students not wanting to touch their stupid pillbugs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;I met with George, and my model needed to be tweaked a bit more. Everytime I do it I get more ideas on how to make it better. Will this BBC crap ever be done so I can take my time and figure things out???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;I hung out and played on the computer until 8 when I-Han could give me a ride home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;I watched "Heroes" which is always good, but I was so tired I don't remember much of what happened except that Ali Larter slept with one of the guys that could fly. She looked damn fine in her skivies!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;Tuesday, I-han took me to school again by 8 (so nice of him to get up early). It was funny, when I knocked on his door to make sure he was awake, he was squinting at me. it was funny cuz he's Chinese and already all squinty! I am going to Hell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt; After another boring, but productive (I graded all my Wednesday lab's crap) lab with Swapna, I headed back to the dungeon to trace shit all over again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;It took forever to do it and then test it. It came out ok, but not perfect like it ought to have been. Mainly cuz I was ass-tired and fucked up my last dozen contours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;I caught a ride home with Beth, after mailing a birthday card to my favorite great aunt. Happy 70th Birthday Aunt Janet! Have fun in Vermont! I would have invited Beth in, but I had all the LGBTQ crap all over the table. That's a nice big fat clue that I'm a dyke. She can see the inside of the house when she brings her kids over for Halloween.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;At home, I watched "NCIS" which was ok, played a little guitar, and actually stayed awake for "SVU". All these shows with freakin' acronyms! Americans are lazy! At least I got to sleep a lot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;Wednesday (Yesterday - aww, like The Beatles song I am working on and am sick of!) I-han took me to school again, and I headed to Histology. OMG! So boring cuz I didn;t have any papers to grade cuz I had done them Tuesday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;After class when I had to teach the sheep again, I had to keep yelling at them, they are so noisy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;Away to the dungeon I went to poke at my model a bit more, and it went ok. I-han was in Ornithology lab and could not take me to pick up my car, and Saint had to teach then, so George took me there. We chatted on the way about my advisory committee (which I have to do that paperwork next week still) and other things. He had some jazzy crap on in his minivan. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;He came back to school while I paid the deductible on my auto body work, and then headed back to school. But instead of poking at the model some more, I played on the computer and packed up my shit, then chatted with Beth while she finished up. Apparently today is her Birthday. Happy 39th Birthday Beth! She does not look 39 at all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;I went to Taco Bell (cheesy gordita crunch is back!) and then home to eat and watch "Top Model". The whole episode was about Michelle being gay. Her sister was a little emotional about it and Michelle came out to her parents on the phone. Aww! Just like me, except I did not do it on Mother's Day. I did it in October.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;Oh! I got mail from Aunt Janet! She sent me a package with 2 bags my favorite granola (Mountain Rise Granola from Naples, NY) which runs like $6 per bag along with a little plastic container with a cat dressed up as a witch that said "EGR" (my kitty's initials) and it had a little black stuffed cat with purple paws and 4 chocolates from Stever's (awesome chocolatier in Rochester!). And...a box of Halloween-themed dark chocolated from Stever's! THANK-YOU Aunt Janet! I have to stop at the store to get yogurt to go with my tasty granola.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;"The Biggest Loser" was really good. I talked to Lia while I watched it. The child is crazy! I told her I was going gay bowling and she said "So, what's the big deal? It is just regular bowling except with a whole bunch of gays!". I almost died! I have to tell everyone tonight. Lia stories are some of my best. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;I played guitar for a little bit and then decided to stay up because Maria Sharapova was on Letterman (a repeat) and Sarah McLachlan (one of my first monster lesbian crushes) was on Leno (all new!). maria looked killer. She is so goddamn tall I can barely stand it. Sarah looked lovely and at a healthy weight. I love me some curvy Sarah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;Today (Thursday) I woke up at 6 but did not move to 7:30. I headed to school to read Ecology, but got distracted by the computer. I am like a moth to it's warm glowy warming glow. Much in the same pathetic way I am drawn to the TV. Eco was good, as per usual. It went fast I didn't space out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;The lab meeting was slow and crappy, so I headed next door to fix my model. Now I am here blogging cuz I can't find George. Off I go again!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Random fact of the day:&lt;/strong&gt; Along the lines of gay bowling...in college we had a lesbian bowling night between U of R and RIT. Most of the girls were bi (damn bisexuals!), while REAL lesbians were few and far inbetween. There was one tranny. He/she was named Joe and was really just a boy in a dress that wanted to do girls like a girl. Eww! YOU ARE NOT A GIRL! He freaked some of us out a bit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;Tuesday Swapna saw one my my LGBTQ flyers and asked me what the terms Transgendered and Queer meant. So I explained it. I get weird questions from some people sometimes, but not as often as you'd think.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32847269-116128077530383074?l=trapped-in-the-midwest.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32847269/posts/default/116128077530383074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32847269/posts/default/116128077530383074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trapped-in-the-midwest.blogspot.com/2006/10/been-long-few-days.html' title=''/><author><name>Samantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06190007837458588596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02430686111487445728'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32847269.post-116093160240947617</id><published>2006-10-15T11:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-15T18:11:47.743-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I love the BBC!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday - So, I didn't really get to chop up any snake, I played with my imaging some more. I got something to work pretty good! The only downside to getting things right is that it make George want to chain me to the computer for even longer! But I am starting to accept that is where I will mostly be for the next year. I am glad things are moving along. Thank-you BBC for putting a fire under my ass to get moving on my project! As I go on I get more and more stoked about my research instead of worrying when it will all come together. Things are starting to come together, and I am trying not to let my energy level catch up with me. I go up and down a lot lately in terms of being tired or bored, and then excited when I get something right or am around the few fun people I know out here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of fun people, I met with Laura so we could call and try to find her phone before the meeting. She said she'd come to the meeting, but as usual, I don't believe her promises.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went back to the Med building and actually did some stuff and figured something else out. And ended at a good point so I headed over to the LGBTQ meeting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was mad windy out, I had trouble talking on the phone to Lia about Halloween stuff and trying to get the snacks for the meeting out of my trunk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got upstairs and Julie was already there with some old Safe Zone and Vagina Monolgue t-shirts. Lots of people showed up, I was truly amazed. It seems we need to paper the freakin' school to get people to show up to anything. 3 sporty gals showed up (ladies, where was the rest of your teams?!) and promised to bring more next time. And that is we ever see them around campus, the girls with them are likely to also be gay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 guys from Rose Hulman showed up to get some Inter-college LGBTQ events going. One girl at ISU that has connections to Saint Mary of the Woods College said she'd invite the SMWC girls too. We are having gay bowling next Thursday! Laura did come to the meeting, and she found her phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, the stories, SMWC connected chick has a bisexual mother and 2 older also lesbian sisters, very odd. We pried Julie's story out of her and learned she is , sadly, a bisexual. One weird bisexual did something involving her best friend and a video camera. She was weird, I think at meetings I am not going to allow her to talk. She steered the conversation towards religion and I could tell that everyone else was bored and annoyed with that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am hoping to get some gay volleyball or other gay games going between the three colleges in Terre Haute. I bet the sporty gals and their sporty friends would show up for volleyball!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a good meeting, it took forever though to foist the leftover snacks onto people. The last thing I need is 8 peanut butter cookies and half a jug of Hawaiian punch in my kitchen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am thinking I am going to try to hang out with Laura next Tuesday or Wednesday. Maybe I can get her to watch last season's "The L Word" with me cuz she hasn't seen it yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the meeting, many people wanted our old "RUSH LGBTQ" shirts so they followed me to my car and I gave them out. I headed home to eat my yummy steak sub and watch the usual Thursday night tv. Tired as I was from going out with Laura Wednesday night, I actually stayed up through "ER" which was good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday, I woke up at 6, then 7, then 8:30 and FINALLY got out of bed to go to school. I played (worked) in the dungeon until class at 1. It was not as boring as I thought it was going to be. I still didn't say anything, which is normal, but it didn;t help that I was doubled over with wicked cramps like I have not had in a long time. It felt like someone tied my uterus in a knot and was pulling and letting up and pulling on the ends of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went back to the dungeon, and ended up slicing a little and getting things ready for the weekend, but ended up going upstairs and chatting with Beth unbtil like 5, so I closed up and left for the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ghost Whisperer" and "Numb3rs" was good, like always. I ended up watching an episode of "Nip/ Tuck" that was ok, the crazy nanny chick got squashed by a bus. Eww!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't remember what else I did. I think I watched "Top Model" from Wednesday. Next week, Michelle comes out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday. I was going to go to school to do work, but did not, I played around a bit then left. At home, I cought up on some TV. I watched the first 2 episodes of "Ugly Betty". It was very sweet and cute. She's so damn chipper I just wanna punch her then give her a hug.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the TV it was time to take a long ass nap and then grab some food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All day I have been playing with the guitar on and off getting distracted, I still don't quite have that Beatles song. I need to work it out by Saturday. My fingers were really hurting by the end of the day. I was told to work at one piece at a time and not fool around with others until I got it down. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I stopped at the video store to rent a movie, and let some little girl take 'Garfield 2' ( I realized later I only had enough for 1 DVD in cash in my wallet) and just took 'The Notorious Bettie Page' instead. It was ok, I heard she was interesting, the movie could have been better, it felt a little weak to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;"SNL" was a repeat, so I kind of watched it and went to bed again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I am at school, ready to do work! I am going to be here forever. That is why I brought my computer with me so I can listen to music and crap while I slice and click snake pieces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is gonna suck too. Is it Wednesday yet? I just wanna watch "Top Model" and "The Biggest Loser".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Random fact of the day:&lt;/strong&gt; Keeping up this blog is tiring. I don't want to see a computer by the time I am done with the day, and trying to remember what I did is impossible. It keeps my sisters amused, even with the lack of pictures.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32847269-116093160240947617?l=trapped-in-the-midwest.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32847269/posts/default/116093160240947617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32847269/posts/default/116093160240947617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trapped-in-the-midwest.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-love-bbc-thursday-so-i-didnt-really.html' title=''/><author><name>Samantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06190007837458588596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02430686111487445728'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32847269.post-116057511649480471</id><published>2006-10-11T09:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-12T13:04:47.226-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Learning to cook to get a date!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Monday, after I bailed, I got home and immediately started cooking. My master plan, attempt to make veal AND eggplant parmigiana. It came out really good! I did not give my self food poisoning trying to cook the veal, but I should a) cut the pieces in half next time, b) pound it flatter/ thinner, and c) cook it in the oil a teeny bit longer, probably one more minute. With the eggplant, it was almost perfect. I cut it nice and thin and it did not come out mushy (too cooked) or felty (not cooked enough). I even remembered to soak it in salt water the day before. Again, I should cook it a teeny bit longer, I like the outside a little crunchy. Then, while baking, I got distracted and cooked the cheese (which I will use less of next time) a wee bit too long, but it was still killer. So I learned a lot. And ate a lot. Next time, using what I know, there will be a smaller piece of veal, crispier eggplant, a little spagetti, maybe some salad and a piece of garlic bread, and DEFINITELY some wine...and a girlfreind. See, I am practicing cooking so I can catch a one. Nothing better than a lesbian that can whip up a tasty meal!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just in time for tv, I watched "How I Met Your Mother", kind of, and then "The Class" which rocked. Stupid red-headed guy already has a girlfriend. It is nice to see Sara Gilbert (another lesbo) still acting. "Heroes" was on next and was good, should be getting better soon. Kailea has abandoned hope for the show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I called home to brag about my successful but not quite perfect cooking attempt and tell my father I no longer need him to cook for me! Mwahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday (Tuesday), I was so sleepy when I woke up, again this week with it taking an hour to get out of bed! I went to school and played on the internet before lab instead of helping Swapna set up like I should have. I wasn't much help in lab either, I didn't feel like wasting my energy barking at her sheep for 2 hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After lab I dashed off to finish those damn bio lab grades so Mrs. Ghosh won't yell at me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met Tonya (ex-LGBTQ President) to get all the boes of gay crap from her so they can live in my trunk for this year. Hooray!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the break, George pointed and told me to get my ample booty back on the computer in the Med Building (I think I am going to start calling it the dungeon) and do more pit reconstruction. After a breezy and boring trace through, I but it all together a bit differently and lo and behold... it almost worked! It came out looking like a squid (as it should) instead of an alien centipede (which it should not). I was so excited I called George and told him to get his booty down to the dungeon to check it out. He picked and poked and told me what to change next time, but was fairly pleased we had made a leap closer to what we want to get to the BBC. I have until next Monday about to finish. I can;t believe I am going to say this, but I hope they let me come in over the weekend to Dr. Doung's lab to work on this shiznit so I can Git-R-Done! If I can, it is a huge leap forwad to being able to actually think about doing some optical analyses on my models before Christmas-time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so excited, I dashed home to eat more eggplant and then dashed back to school to do more tracing on another sectioned specimen. So I traced for a while and got about a third of the way through before department seminar time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;Alex called me on my way back to the Science building to tell me that my federal loan has been reduced again this year, so that means I have to go fill out some paperwork so they will give that money back! I don;t have time to do this this week, sometime next week like Wednesday or Thursday would work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The guy talked about shrews in Russia. It was not as boring as you'd think, but he babied it down for all the Bio 101 undergraduate brats there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went back to the lab to spend a good 45 minutes copying crap to CD to take home, and then took Saurabh to Walmart like I promised. I had earlier wanted to ditch him, but alas, I was trapped. Before dropping him off at his apartment with his crap, we saw a little moving deer + target on the hitch of some ugly truck. It was amusing, but not as funny as the big blue truck balls I saw hanging off the hitch of some crappy blue Chevy one time in the Haute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got home in time to eat and watch "NCIS" and then watched last week's episode of "Top Model". I could not call home because my mom was waiting for a phone call from her boss. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;In other news, apparently Mom didn't know about my involvement in LGBTQ last year (I was Vice President, or Vice Lez) so she was surprised that I am President this year. Maybe she doesn't see me as a leader. But she does believe that I am lonely and rally in nedd of a girlfriend. Ladies, if you dig big Italian lesbian dorks, give me a call!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After crawling into bed to catch, yet again, not enough sleep,  I got up and went to school super early because, even though Histology was cancelled, I had to get flyers and crap for the National Coming Out Day table we were having. I was kind of anxious because at that point I thought I was going to be the only one there for over and hour. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;So I copied internet pamphlets, coming out info, group posters, and got buttons, Matthew Sheperd "Erase Hate" braclets, LGBTQ shirts, and out big and mini Pride flags and headed to the table to set up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;I was so excited when I showed up because David and Nora were their to help me! We set up, and I got them to help fold the brochures and crap and they hung out, and then Denver and Derrick showed up. Denver turns out to be one of my sheep (aka bio 112 students). I'll have to grade her nicer from now on. I threatened to chase people down like a queer bullfighter with the mini Prode flag if people didn;t start to stop at the table! Then sadly, I had to bail to go bark at some sheep about bacterial growth. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;Stupid sheep! A few guys were packing up and we still had like 20 more minutes of crap to do. I was so pissed, I think it showed in my voice. Maybe they'll wait a little longer before thinking about bailing next time. Or, in my infinite bitch-dom, I will make lab last the entire period!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;Then, I headed back to the table to clean up. David made and awesome shirt design for the group. We just need someone to computerize and colorize his sketch so we can have shirts made. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;So I put all the gay crap back in the lab, after grabbing a gigantic Pepsi cuz I was so damn thirsty from all the gay running around and herding sheep, and headed to the dungeon to do some work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;I got my model to come out even better this time. It still is far from perfect, and George wants me to try many many more things, but we are flying ahead. Just as I was thinking about leaving, he pooped by to see what was up and tell me what I needed to do. He bailed, and then so did I. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;Going back to the Science Building I ran into Laura. After recent events in the attempts to stay friends with her evil ex, she has gotten hurt again and claims to never want to talk to her again (after she comes and picks up her crap). Hopefully, she'll listen to me and stay the hell away from the crazy bitch. Derrick told me he ran into her and she was not doing so hot lately so I asked her how she was and she said she needed a hug. She said she'd call me later after her Stats class, but I didn't believe she actually would.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;I went to Baesler's to pick up stuff for our coming out stories meeting (2 kinds of cookies, Sprite, and Hawaiian Punch) for Thursday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;I got home just in time to start watching "Top Model". I didn;t even have to hold the antenna the whole time to get a decent picture. Laura called while I was eating and saw her message at like 8:20-something so I texted her back. She called and we chatted and made plans to go out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;So I headed to her place and she was watching baseball (Detroit was playing, she is from Michigan). We chatted while her dogs Disko (monster big chill orange boy doggy) and Indy (Australian-somthing hyper-ass black and gray girl doggy) molested me and showed off. Indy wanted kisses, and Disko wanted to rip up paper. She rescued a cute little red-orange girl kitty. She thinks she is going to officially name it Rowdy. She is spunky and friendly and has a freakishly long tail. Her eyes are a cool color, they are kind of copper colored. Very cool kitty cat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;So we played with animals and talked about animals and her evil ex and then she got ready and we headed to Zimarrs (the crappiest gay bar ever, adn the only one in the Haute) to catch some drag show.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;We each had 2 blue moons and chatted and watched strung out queers dance to some ghetto shit. These people frighten me. Looking like they do, what the hell kind of jobs do they have? Proabably not very good ones. It is amazing how some people can survive. My father's sister (Diana) thinks I am an elitest. Hmmm...I am the oldest of 5 children and my family has no money. I come from interesting and modest, but not crappy or ghetto, roots. I was ridiculously spoiled for what we had as a kid (even now!) considering how many of us there are and my families past financial struggles. But there were things I never got that others from school got (like piano lessons), and I knew I could never have them. So, I learned to play a bit by ear and they bought me a very nice used keyboard when I was 11. I sheepishly asked for a guitar (I was afraid because I thouht asking for a guitar would make them REALLY think I was gay) so I could teach myself when I was 18. Now I can afford my own lessons.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;Anyways the queens (and one king) started. We stayed long enough to see Laura's favorite (new with REAL fake titties he/she kept shaking) perform twice. Some big drunk bitch was trying to move in on Laura so we moved and caught one queen dressed up like Ms. Hannigan from "Annie" singing "Little Girls" with a martini glass. So funny! I bet Carol Burnett would bust up!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;Laura lost her cell phone in the bar, hopefully someone finds it and calls someone in her phone but dows not steal or scrap it. Poor Laura.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;So we headed back to Laura's house, and sat int he car talking a bit more. I headed home (it was freezing out, like 34 according to the bank sign) and said high to Eddie and crawled into bed for 4 hours of sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;Today (Thursday - Hooray!) I woke up at 7 and contemplated skipping Ecology seminar and went back to sleep for another hour. I got up and quickly got myself ready and headed to school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;I am a dirty dirty girl. No shower today or yesterday, my hair is a little gross, and it smells like smoke from Laura. Ugh! I am going to have to not sit next to anyone at the meeting tonight or drench myself in my green tea body spray before then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;Class was ok, I was on my shit again, mostly. I spaced out a little bit due to sleepiness. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;The TA meeting was boring, and now I am here, giving Kailea more to ignore because she is dying. I gotta go chop some snake up and take pictures before I meet Laura at 3:15 and the meeting at 5ish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Random fact of the day:&lt;/strong&gt; I think people that are left-handed are inherently interesting. They have to write so weird! Cool left-handed people I know are my father, my cousin Danielle, a friend I had in college named Bella, and this chick Jen in the other bio department.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32847269-116057511649480471?l=trapped-in-the-midwest.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32847269/posts/default/116057511649480471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32847269/posts/default/116057511649480471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trapped-in-the-midwest.blogspot.com/2006/10/learning-to-cook-to-get-date-so-monday.html' title=''/><author><name>Samantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06190007837458588596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02430686111487445728'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32847269.post-116043334506833661</id><published>2006-10-09T18:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-09T18:35:45.090-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;Cheating is soooo nice!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;Friday, after copying files for George, I spent the next half hour getting "Nip/ Tuck" to watch at home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;I went to the store, decided to cheat a bit. The fall weather really put me in the mood for cider and donuts!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;By the time I got home, I watched the last little bit of "Ghost Whisperer" while I ate. A bit later I watched "Numb3rs" which was good. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;Then, I watched 'The Feeding'. A super crappy scary movie about a werewolf killing kids on a campting trip. Not as funny as 'Make a Wish', a campy, scary lesbian horror flick about a bunch of girls that go on a birthday camping trip and all start dying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;Saturday, after I woke up, it was time for some donuts I got from Kroger, and some tasty cider while I watched 'Stick It'. It is like 'Bring It On' except with gymnastics. The main chick is hot, she lookes like a more attractive and buff Hilary Swank. It was pretty funny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;Next, I watched 'The Proposition'. Some bandit brothers in Australia get caught and one can go free if he agrees to kill his other bandit brother, or they'll kill his little bandit brother they have in custody. It was pretty ok. All the cops in Australia wanted to do Emily Watson. She looked different with black hair. It made her look paler.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;Then I started to boil my tasty corned beef which I bought and watched 'Lucky Number Slevin' which was better than I thought. I normally hate Josh Hartnett, but he was ok. He turns out to be a kid who's parents were murdered over a doped up race horse and he was taken in by the hitman that was sent to kill him. He goes and gets revenge on the bosses that had his family killed. Lucy Liu was quite chipper in this movie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;After the meat was done, I took the DVDs back to the video store and came home to eat it (on rye bread with mustard!), along with some Halloween candy while watching 3 episodes of "Nip/ Tuck". Before I got to eat though, I had discovered that my housemate I-Han did in fact buy a little girl kitten from the pet store. She is so cute (like a little gray dustball) with blue eyes and a pink collar. I don't know how to say her name, it is something Chinese. Anyways, on '"Nip/ Tuck" Christian ended up in sex videos on YouTube. They were so funny. What was not funny was that lesbian anesthesiologist Liz got her kidney stolen while trying to get lucky with a lady!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;"SNL" was pretty funny. Jamie Pressly from "My Name is Earl" was on it. There was one skit where a female tv reporter was interviewing her about winning a car and was in love with her and hitting on her very weirdly the whole time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;I kind of passed out during the last half hour and woke up at like 3 and turned off the light and tv. I didn't really wake up again til 11.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;More donuts and cider! while watching 2 more episodes of "Nip/ Tuck".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;By the time that was over I was hungry again, so I had some butternut squash. It was so good!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;I watched the season premier of "Lost". I was happy to learn that Elizabeth Mitchell is now on the show. She was looking quite nice, young, and totally boobalicious! I think I am going to like the season!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;I was feeling the squash so I took a nap for a bit and woke up at like 7:30. I took a shower (no baby oil today!) and then I talked to Kailea a little while playing guitar. The song I am working on now is a finger-style of "Yesterday" by The Beatles. Nothing was on, so I went back to bed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;Today I woke up and headed to shcool. I found a good parking spot! I headed to the lab to play on the internet for a bit and then get to grading my Monday AND Wednesday labs crap I had neglected all weekend. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;Lab with Youssef sucked. I have decided I don't like him. My lab sucked too, but I dragged their asses through it so we could get done fast. Only to learn that I missed a part of the lab because Youssef ran out of time and did not do it. Oh well!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;After labs I went to go grade more and ended up chatting with Saurabh about animals, while eating more Halloween candy! George came to talk to both of us. To Saurabh about his girlfriend possibly joining the department, and to me about my reconstruction crap and the cleaning party we are having at my house during the week. Meaning, George, Saint, I-han, and myself will go out to the house and move dirty shit around so half the garage can be turned into a lab for summer classes and stuff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;No, I am down in the computer lab (there is a meeting happening in the breakroom where I usually play on the internet for faster access) finishing entering grades, and blogging so Kailea has something to NOT read.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;I think I am just gonna get my crap and leave now. Bye!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Random fact of the day:&lt;/strong&gt; Halloween is awesome, and not just for an excuse to eat a shit load of sugar. Dressing up is fun sometimes. When I was younger I was a ton of things. I was Gizmo from "Gremlins" when I was in like Pre-school, I was a black and white kitty in first or second grade, I was a pumpkin, Tweety, nothing - but I did carry my family's beagle dressed as a Musketeer around to get candy in high school, a doctor (lame excuse to wear scrubs in public and say it is a costume) and more recently a Roman (though a few people thought I was a goddess with a sword - I was flattered!). I will go Roman again this year if anything Halloween-y pops up, but I am thinking it won't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32847269-116043334506833661?l=trapped-in-the-midwest.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32847269/posts/default/116043334506833661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32847269/posts/default/116043334506833661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trapped-in-the-midwest.blogspot.com/2006/10/cheating-is-soooo-nice-friday-after.html' title=''/><author><name>Samantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06190007837458588596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02430686111487445728'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32847269.post-116016757248411461</id><published>2006-10-06T15:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-06T16:46:12.506-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Time flies quickly, but not so painlessly.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;So, last night I got home, and it was just about time for "My Name is Earl" and "The Office". Both were good. Joy insulted a deaf woman, Earl had hairy nipples, and Pam wore a sexy outfit, while Dwight betrayel Michael. "CSI" I spaced out, I was on the phone with my mom talking about stuff while making my tasty spagetti squash. Fall is here! Eat you pumpkin-like veggies!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;I watched "ER" while eating the squash. It was pretty good. John Stamos is new on the cast as a paramedic turned know-it-all doctor. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;Then bed!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;Again, today, took an hour to get out of bed. I did not eat breakfast cuz I had to run out the door after I did the dishes. This week has totally blown. It was because of that stupid Histology test! Next week will be better. No Histo! I still gotta teach though and work on my project. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;I was really booking on my way to the auto body shop where I was meeting the Geico guy to appraise the damage to my car. I thought it was at the south end of town, but what I think of as the south end of town is really past town. The center of town is south town. I got very lost, but was only like 4 minutes late. I avaoided having anyone rear-end me while being clueless as to where I was going. The collision guy (he was so short, and AMAZED I had 4 years of college plus over o year of graduate school under my belt. He probably thought I was like 20 or something. My plushy exterior gives the illusion I am a bit younger than I really am) and the Geico guy were nice. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;Apparently it was more than I thought. Not only is there a fist-sized dent in my back bumper, along with many many scrapings, my muffler pipe is a wee bite crooked, and my trunck door has a teeny tent in the corner. Damn! The bumper is easy to fix, they just get me a new whole back bumper. The trunck has to be unbent and redone so it looks pretty. The muffler they just have to straighten out. I am having the work done next week Monday. They will have my car for like 3 days. Damn! I am gonna have to beg I-Han for rides to school and stuff. What do you bribe a Chinese person with? Fortune cookies? Chop sticks? JK!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;I headed to school and stopped in the commons to hang up some LGBTQ flyers for next week's events. I headed to the lab and commenced my daily internet ritual, which was proptly interupted by George telling me to chain myself to the computer and work on reconstruction stuff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;So, I headed to the Med building and opened up my stuff and began to trace snake sections. Over and over. And trying to trouble shoot with more random shapes. I got something that looked like an alien head so I called George and he came and we talked and planned problem solving. I was so tired and hungry! He left, and I poked a little more. So, I got Angie to key me into the internet-ready computer so I could email the tech guy my DAT file and questions about the funky program problems. I was shocked, it wasn't some smelly dude in India or Pakistan that answered!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;Then, I started to blog, but George came back so we chatted some more and now I am copying files for him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;I so need to pee, and go home, and eat something. It is nice and bright and cold out today. It is like a perfect fall day (as perfect as you can get in Hoosier-land). It makes me want to have cider and donuts. I am not sure if I will cheat. Stress this week and last weekend has been pretty high. Hmm... I'll let you know later!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;My mom reminded me last night that the ImageOut Gay and Lesbian film festival is this weekend in Rochester. I am sad, this is the second year I have had to miss it. Damn!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Random fact of the day:&lt;/strong&gt; I love NY! We don't have tons of stupid corn, we have grapes...for wine...and apples for pie and eating...and pumpkins for craving! I miss Rochester and all the fun and yummy-ness, and my crazy family. But I do like trying to figure out new places too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32847269-116016757248411461?l=trapped-in-the-midwest.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32847269/posts/default/116016757248411461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32847269/posts/default/116016757248411461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trapped-in-the-midwest.blogspot.com/2006/10/time-flies-quickly-but-not-so.html' title=''/><author><name>Samantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06190007837458588596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02430686111487445728'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32847269.post-116008938642633234</id><published>2006-10-05T18:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-05T19:03:06.450-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saturn, sausage, snakes, and sleep issues!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;So, Monday night I got home and decided to take a nap. I woke up to watch "Heroes" (and no there was no half-naked Ali Larter!) and talked to Kailea.  Apparently my little sister has decided to call her "Saturn" because she has rings (rolls). I almost fell off the bed! Lia shut up after I told her that if Kailea is "Saturn" so am I. Lia told me she was mad at me because I forgot to mention our sausage discussion. We were talking and she said something about sausage and I said "pants sausage?". She was like "What's a pants sausage?" Then she finally got it as a penis reference and laughed. I made her say it in french "le saucisson de pantalon". It sounds funny!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;After "Heroes" I did more cricket squashing in the "classroom". Those little bastards appear to be dying off. I mostly only find dead ones now. Then, back to sleep I went.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;Tuesday! I woke up at 5 and it was really storming out so I rolled over and went back to sleep until 7. I ate my little funky bag of nuts and headed out the door, arriving at school just in time to grab my shit and head to lab with Swapna. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;During lab I mostly ignored her and her flock and decided to grade my Wednesday lab's quizzes and turn-in sheets. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;After lab, I headed to my lab to vacuum some goo through a pice of snake head, and check my email. I ran around for a bit doing room bookings for my LGBTQ group's National Coming Out Day events. We are having a table and a coming out stories meeting (with snacks!) next week. National Coming Out Day is Wednesday, October 11th.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;While I was out and about, I stopped by to see my grade on my Histology exam from Monday and chatted with Beth, who surprisingly had her hair down that day. She normally wears it in a ponytail. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;I got an email from George about needing to feed the snakes, so I grabbed a dozen mice and him and headed to the snake room. I watered the snakies, and then he showed up so we killed out mice to feed the snakes. We were like out of Nitrogen so we had to use CO2 which hurts more to suffocate our mice. They were really scrambling inthe paint can. I felt a little bad. We fed the snakes and then I headed back to the lab to send an email about Wednesday's LGBTQ meeting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;I dashed off home for lunch, and came back to embed the snake head piece. It did not boil this tome, so I was hoping it would come out ok.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;I headed to the department seminar where a guy talked about recovering waste products from Ethanol (corn or sugar cane) plants. It was ok, he was British. It ended a bit early.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;I ditched out to go shopping at Walmart (so evil, but so cheap!). I bought various meat and cheese products, including 2 pounds of corned beef that I am going to boil this weekend. But sadly, no rye bread for me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;I got home, put my food away, and took a shower. After I was all clean and baby oiled I watched "NCIS" which is always good. They dressed Ziva, the sexy Israeli (Lia called her an Is-ralien. Ha!), as a super nerd. She was still smokin' hot! The actress who plays her is really Chilean, not Israeli.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;I chatted with Kailea and Dad. I bitched to Kailea that my parents never call me, I always have to call them. So she told Dad, and then he whined to me that we should not be talking because Jack Bauer is not out saing the universe. Last year I had a penchant for calling home every Monday night when "24" was on and my Dad's ass was seriously twitching with stress from the show.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;I looked at my DVD list and copied down all the LGBTQ-type movies I own so I could show the group on Wednesday. Then I went to bed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;Wednesday! Again, it took a full hour to get myself out of bed. I don;t know what is wrong with me. Maybe I have a thyroid problem like Kailea ::wink:: Eddie made sure I was up to feed him. I can only take so much little wet pink cat nose againt my face. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;I had a yummy breakfast or porkroll, egg, and cheese (no bread!) and headed to school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;I took out the very cold bell jar and snake so it would warm up and I could get out my embedded tissue after Histology class. We learned about blood stuff, and it went pretty quick. I left at like 11:15 so I could go play on the internet before lab at noon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;Lab was ok, the sheep were slighly unruly, but still excited they got to poke eachother in a non-sexual manner. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;I ate my fabulous lunch of more snack nuts. They are called Sahale snacks (from Seattle). They take yummy nuts and do weird gourmet-ish things with them like at fruits and spices, and seeds. So tasty! I discovered them at Wegman's (NY grocery store chain) last Christmas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;I headed to the computer lab to print up color posters for our National Coming Out Day events so I could give them out at the meeting for group members to put up. Yeah for slave labor! I also made a list, with amusing descriptions of the LGBTQ movies that I own.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;It was near time for the meeting, so I went back to the lab to grab my gay group binder thingy and do some reading for the Ecology seminar I have on Thursdays.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;I got to the meeting and there was a guy already there. People showed up slowly, so I started and then went back, and then went back again over what we had begun talking about. Derrick always remembers that he and I have the same Verizon phone. I told him our phone could have babies! A friend of our new secretary, Petra the straight gay-looking girl, said she could throw her phone in for a threesome!  Anyways, we talked about the table and getting helpers, and the coming out stories meeting, and gay movies. I made copies of my list and let people look at them. We decided on 'But I'm a Cheerleader' which I have, and 'Latter Days' which David, our new Treasurer has. The meeting went well, some new people came for fun. Yeah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;I headed home and was staring so I ate some tasty organic meatballs. No sauce, but still yummy. Edward thought they smelled yummy. He did not get any of the deliciousness!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;I decided to go to the "classroom" and pick up the dead crickets that I swept into a pile since last Saturday. Their new graveyard is in my bathroom garbage can. I hope they don't reanimate into little zombie crickets and eat me and all of my stuff! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;I checked the tv, and I can get the CW (UPN and the WB's love child) if I hold the antenna a certain way. "Top Model" was just about to start so, for the next hour, I stood in front of my tv holding the antenna watching fuzzy "Top Model". Monique, the evil bitch was cut. Yeah!!! In other news, both the twins have wobbly walks. They are six feet tall! You'd woble too if you were that thing and that tall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;Fat camp, as Kailea calls it, or "The Biggest Loser" as NBC calls it came on, or Big Fat Loser as Alex and Lia call it. Kailea called me, it's fun, but kind of pathetic to watch tvs with other people while on the phone or instant messenger. Kailea got ADD while talking to me (apparently her mind is going, along with the rest of her body) so I chatted with Lia. After fat camp, I went to bed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;Today (Thursday), but it feels like Friday, I woke up at 6, but yet again, did not even remotely move until 7. I had more porkroll, egg, and cheese (so yummy!) and was very full. I think I am going to have to stop eating one mega meal and cut down what I want to eat in half. I think I should only use my small plates from now on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;I headed to school and went to class. I remembered my hoodie, so I was not cold today. Class was good. there was one part where they were talking about picky statics of the little inbred bird we are reading about, and my mind took a little vacation for several minutes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;I went to talk to George about checking the snakes to see if they have eaten after the TA meeting and got hung up talking to him about other stuff. I was late to the meeting. Mrs. Ghosh sent I-Han (my housemate) to come look for me. I had already put my lab book in the lab room and was still late. This is generally not a problem for me, but when I get talking it is kind of hard to get me to stop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;After the meeting I booted up (with the fart boots, which were un-farty cuz I had socks) and waited for George (who has the only key) to check the snakes. All but three ate there mice. Thos damn Norther Pacific rattlers won't eat for shit! I don't know if is because they are picky, or too small, or just in poor health.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;I checked my email and found out my grade for Histology. So far I am doing fine. I have a 72, which is a 'C'. Grades don;t matter when you are in grad school. As long as you have a 'C' or above, it is fine. I take the cookie monster philosphy of grading concerning classes I hate or am taking just for shits and giggle: " 'C' is for cookie, that's good enough for me!". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;I headed over to give Julie (our very short LGBTQ advisor) soem posters to put up in her building, and then headed to reslife so they could get some RA monkeys to put up posters in ALL of the dorms for us. Yeah, more slave labor!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;I decided to go to Walmart, again, because I needed stuff for LGBTQ movies night, and cat litter. I bought pop, popcorn, and Halloween candy for the movie, and cat litter for 'The Poofter' (aka Eddie), and more meatballs and crushed red pepper for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;I headed home to put my shit away and headed to the video store in West T. I got 5 movies to watch. I have to bring them back by Saturday night. I will review them as I watch them later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;I headed back to school, stopped by the Med building to lock up and put away equipment, and chat with Beth. I asked her what her kids were going to be for Halloween and she said she didn;t know yet. She told me her daughter is also creepy like Lia, and the time when her some was a baby she dressed him like a turtle for Halloween. Apparently he made her a 'C' and she had it on her dorr. I told her about the cookie monster philosphy of grades and she laughed. I am a little concerned though. She used the word "gay" to decribe something lame, and also said this dog dressed in like harlequin triangles spandex looked like "an Italian fag". Hmm...not sure, but she is probably ok with it. She is one of many here who do not know I am a lesbian.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;After I locked up I came back here! To Blog! before I forget what happened to me during most of the week!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;Need to go, too much good tv on tonight!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Random fact of the day:&lt;/strong&gt; In college, I officially came out to my family fall of my senior year. I also came out to the rest of my friends then too. Anyways, I joined U of R's Pride Network, well, we had a share coming out stories thingy in honor of National Coming Out Day, and I had just come out to my parents like a week before. So my friend Dan made me tell my story. If you are curious, I confirmed my gayness to my parents over the phone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32847269-116008938642633234?l=trapped-in-the-midwest.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32847269/posts/default/116008938642633234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32847269/posts/default/116008938642633234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trapped-in-the-midwest.blogspot.com/2006/10/saturn-sausage-snakes-and-sleep-issues.html' title=''/><author><name>Samantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06190007837458588596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02430686111487445728'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32847269.post-115982140297374780</id><published>2006-10-02T16:09:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-02T16:36:42.996-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;Help! The crickets are everywhere!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;When I got home I immediately changed into my pjs and started to watch "Top Model". It was awesome! It was when they all get their model makeovers. Megan (lesbo #1) got her pixie shortened and blondified, Brooke went chocolate brown, AJ went shorter and lighter (much to her chagrin), Amanda (twin #1) went very very red and staright, while Michelle (twin #2 and lesbo #2)went less red and wavy. They all had to pose in shiny swimsuits after their makeovers. Megan looked so damn hot! Michelle was rockin' the hair but looked weird in her suit. She is too skinny, but still endlessly adorable. Jay balled them all out for whining during the hair cutting. Melrose, Jaeda, Monique, and AJ were all super-complainy. Anyways, the show finally admitted Megan was gay, they captioned a phone call to her girlfriend. Still have yet to have them talk about Michelle though.Monique hogged the phone so they started doing stuff in front of the windowto make her leave, but it did not work. CariDee, fresh from the shower or pool, was waving her delicious tush in front of the window and flashing Monique the phone-hog. I would have dropped the phone. Damn! Well, after some crazy hair photoshoots, Megan was sent packing. Goddamnit! These reality TV lesbians are getting cut left and right. It was so sweet, Michelle was totally all teary when Megan was cut. Aww! Well, at least Michelle is still on the show. Go Twins! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;After "Top Model" I watched "Ghost Whisperer" and drooled the whole time. I love that they gave Jennifer Love Hewitt's boobs their own tv show. It was like a little "Party of Five" reunion. Lacey Chabert was on (I still remember seeing her on Broadway in 'Les Miserables'when I was 12) and looks so much like JLH it is ridiculous. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;I chatted with Kailea and then watched "Numb3rs". Kim Dickens from "Deadwood" was on and looking sexy. it was a pretty good episode.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;I watched "Stay Alive" which I had rented. It was ok. Some freak (I think it was Angelina Jolie's brother) made a video game about Elizabeth Bathory (he lived on her planatation or something) and she comes back to kill you like how you die in the video game. Very odd. But ok.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;Saturday I started with a movie called "Below". It is about a WWII submarine where they blew up a hospital ship adn tried to cover it up. The Captainthey killed comes back to fuck with them and kill most of them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;Then I watched "Cabin Fever". It had Sean (Rider Strong) from "Boy Meets World" in it. A bunch of kids go to a cabin for a week and and up getting some gnarly disease that makes them rot. After turning on each otherto keep it from spreading, it gets out and sent away in spring water. Yum!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;Then I watched "Loverboy". Very weird movie. Kyra Sedgwick really really wants to have a kid. She she fucks and she fucks and finally gets knocked up. She has a little boy that she totally shelters and is way too into. Sandra Bullock is in it as cool neighborhood mom from her childhood and she is totally cruches when she goes to look for her and is no longer there. She ends up trying to kill herself and her son, only succeeding with herself. That is going to be one messed up little boy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;Then I watched "Mouth to Mouth". it is about some teenager backpacking Europe that joins this street people cult type-dealy and has some crap happen to her. Her mom goies to Spain to find her and does and joins the group and becomes one of them. The girl and some grody guy escape the group. It was interesting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;Then, because I am obsessed, I watched "Top Model" again while I finished doing my laundry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;I left to go to the Ramadan dinner thingy and go into a car accident on the way there. There is a nice little dent in my back bumper corner from where I was pegged. Damn! So after an hour of accident crap I headed home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;I watched "Beowulf &amp; Gredel". It was ok, nothing amazing, other than Sarah Polley as a flaming red-headed hooker witch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;So, about this time, I became very suspicious as to why so many crickets were in the kitchen, as they had been in my bedroom and bathroom randomly throughout the day. Eddie kept sniffing them and they would just hop in his face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;SNL came on and I watched most of it, but currently remember nothing other than Jamie Pressely is hosting this week or next. Dane Cook hosted. I am not too fond of him, yeah, he's funny, but not like some other people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;Sunday, I just did not want to get up. I think it was because I knew I had to study and really did not want to. Anyways, diet day#1 was today. I refuse to mention how much I weigh, but it is less than the day before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;After a fantastically boring cottage cheese breakfast, I headed to school to play on the internet and run snake tissue through alcohol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;I went home and took a very nice shower and then talked to Kailea a little bit before I had to hang up and play on the computer before it was time to ACTUALLY study, and not just think about studying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;So I found where the crickets came from. Someone from my department had a box of poorly sealed crickets (likely to be used as bat food) in the "classroom" bedroom of the house. They were everywhere! No wonder the little fuckers kept coming into my room. I hope they don't breed. They have probably gotten into things I don't want to know about. Eww! We have to have our periodic exterminator come and see what he can do. I will not let this go unresolved! Whoever left them there seriously needs to get balled out!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;So I reviewed Histology lectures and then watched "The Amazing Race". Duke (The homo-hating Daddy) and his adorable lesbian daughter Lauren were eliminated from the race. Damn! That is one more reality TV lesbian off the air this season.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;So I continued to review until about 10:30 (just enough time to give all lectures one read through) and then went to sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;Today, I woke up at 3, got out of bed at 4:30, read through my lectures again one more time, then got ready and headed to school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;At school, I checked email and crap briefly and then reviewed lab stuff for Histology for a bit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;I headed to the test, and man, was it hard. She is so damn picky! Oh well, I studied twice as hard as last time, so maybe I'll do better. We'll see if this theory is right tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;I headed downstairs to Dr. Doung's lab to squat on a computer and look at images of tissues from the PowerPoint lectures. I headed back and took the lab part. So much easier! There were a couple tricky ones, but not too bad. We should have more IDs and less questions!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;After the last part of the exam I headed back to my lab to grade my Monday lab's quizzes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;I had just finished them and it was time to go teach with Youssef. Today, was the senses lab. Youssef's sheep were, well, very unfocused and disruptive. Glad I don't have them. While he blabbed, I graded turn-in sheets.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;I entered my lab's grades into the computer, and made my sheep collect them before the quiz. My students were pretty cooperative, and I finished 20 minutes early! They had fun poking and hitting each other and crap. Hopefully Wednesday's lab will go just as good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;Now, I am here blogging before I have to mix up and change the snake goo, and head home. I am so tired, I am glad not much is on tonight other than "Heroes". Will Ali Larter be stripping again? One can only hope!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Random fact of the day:&lt;/strong&gt; I cannot dance. Nor do I like to. I can move a little bit if I am strapped into my guitar, but other than that, no body rhythm whatsoever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32847269-115982140297374780?l=trapped-in-the-midwest.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32847269/posts/default/115982140297374780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32847269/posts/default/115982140297374780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trapped-in-the-midwest.blogspot.com/2006/10/help-crickets-are-everywhere-when-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Samantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06190007837458588596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02430686111487445728'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32847269.post-115955126707917409</id><published>2006-09-29T13:09:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-29T14:46:32.790-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;Ham, heart attacks, hamsters, and Histology.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;Walmart was fun, I bought food, but forgot the wee-brie and could not find 2 of the DVDs that I wanted. Damn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got home just in time for "House". I had to unload my groceries during the commercials. It was about some autistic kid with House not using his office and taking over other spaces in the hospital to piss off Cutty. Also, the little nypho in love with him had an earthquake spore in her brain making her horny for House. Haha! She was sporny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ate a sandwich wrap thingy with Eddie rubbing up against me cuz it had ham in it. He loves ham. it is like crack to him. I ate and talked to Kailea a bit, then, because I am obsessed, I watched "Top Model" again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eddie made a stinky so I changed his cat litter and I was far happier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched a slightly disturbing episode of "Law and Order: SVU" about a guy dating a girl with Turner's Syndrome (makes women look like young girls). No more Olivia Benson. Connie Nielsen is not nearly as cool, and she had a weird accent on this show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to bed becuase it was 11 and I had to be up early on Wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After laying in bed for about an hour Wednesday morning, I finally got up to get ready. I ate breakfast (some yummy cinnamon mini-wheats) while I-Han questioned me about some bag of mystery food that has been living in the fridge for the past month. We think it was from the temporary IU hippie dude. Dude, you wasted food, man! Not cool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I got to school I only had enough time to put the snake bits in new goo and then grab my shit and run ti Histology class. During all the boringness about nerve and brain tissues, I stealthily graded turn-in sheets again. I did have a laugh in class though. We looked at one micrograph image of a cross-section of myelinated axons. They really looked like very pink boobs! They even had different size nipples and areolas! I flew through lab fairly fast so I could check my email before having to wrangle the sheep for 2 hours. They were really whiny today. "Baaaaaaa, can we leave yet? Baaaaaa, what else do we have to do?".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After lab I vacuumed the snake a little bit and then bailed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to pick up my DVD at the post office and headed home. I ate lunch and watched "Blinded". I blind Scottish farm owner and his sexy young wife (the lovely and tall Jodhi May) hires a drifting Danish backpacker. Well, the wife and the Dane start doing it and end up kind of accidentally killing the blicd husband. The sexy young wife is unsure how to feel and will not leave with the backpacker. They get into a tussle over the death of the mother-in-law and she ends up throwing scalding water in his face, blinding him. Then they figure out what happened and she leaves the farm with him. It was pretty good, not as good as I had hoped though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I then watched "Down in the Valley" with Edward Norton as a scary fake cowboy who ends up dating an 18 year old (Evan Rachel Wood). It is funny when they do it, they both come in like 30 seconds. Man, it must be boring to be straight. Anyways, cowboy is a little to into the girl and ends up shooting her accidentally. She lives, realizing that Daddy is not a controlling bastard and that he is protective for a reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 8 I watched "The Biggest Loser". This one fat black guy fell on this other fat (and super gay) black guy. Ouch! Bad things happen when fat people fall. I broke the vent in the floor and a fiberglass window in the computer room back home once. While watching people on diets get a sweaty, I ate some soy burritos. They were uber-tasty, with one little side effect. Man, they gave me gas. Nice big long windy farts I was popping off all night long!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;Anyways, "CSI: NY" was on next. It was a 'Breakfast at Tiffany's' jewel heist. While I was watching it I saw a commercial for Letterman who was having Nigella Lawson, a new Food Network show person on. She sounds snooty and has huge boobs! While I was vegging, I tried the neatest cookies. Mallomars! They have some crappy graham cracker cookie base, but really good marshmallow and chocolate on top. So good! Then I went to bed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;Yesterday (Thursday), I woke up at 5 but did not get out of bed until 6:30. I ate some cereal and some fake sugar-free Tang and headed out the door. As I was driving down my driveway/ road that little red bastard dog came out of nowhere and started chasing my car. I almost hit the fucker. If I di hit him, I am not going to bring the body to his owner. I don't want a gun in my face or my house robbed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;Anyways, I read online that they cut my favorite "Top Model" contestant Megan (the lesbian). They did leave the other lesbian, Michelle (one of the twins) on the show. Poor Megan. I'll make you feel better! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;I went to class, without having read the chapter at all, and did really well in discussion. I knew my shit that day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;I had the TA meeting, apparently next week the sheep get to poke eachother in the senses laboratory. Fun! They will be giggly goofy sheep. Anyways, Swapna kept giggling at me cuz I was wearing a nice buttoned shirt (black) with my silver snake necklace and black dress shoes. You know it is big if I am wearing those puppies.  Not that I looked weird or anything, it is just unusual at school to see me without words scrawled across my boobs and my flat brown leather American Eagle guy sandals on my feet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;I found George, who was wearing some interesting shades cuz he went to the eye doctor and had his eyes dilated, to ask where to meet him for the filming thingy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;I went back to the lab and ate some tasty microwave peanut noodle, though no where near as good as the ones Anthony made that one time, and some applesauce. I had pear and granny smith!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;I headed to the Med Building to set up and I chatted with Angie and George.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;The crew showed up, the interviewer 9who sounded like an interviewer), the camera guy, and the light/ sound lady. They were nice. I had to go first. They miked and lighted me in the room and started asking me crap. I said "um' a lot, maybe they can edit those out. I hope I didn't look like a 'tard. It took me a while to answer each question. I have been filmed before, but it was either scripted, no speaking, or rehearsed. George did well, nice and at ease and not fidgety.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;After the interviews they filmed my snake chopping and imaging motions, had me run through my process, and a fake "real" conversation with me and George about the image tracing and stacking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;We headed back to embed my snake bits. Well, we kind of killed out dead snake. We left it out too long and it boiled. We should have not vaccumed it that much and put it in the fridge sooner!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;Oh well, I'll just prepare the other half of his head.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;I headed out to the LGBTQ meeting and Julie was there to tell me the door was locked. We had it opened for us by some info desk tool's bitch. I was amazed, 3 new people showed up today. they were all freshman, but seemed really cool and into the group. 2 of them were straight though. They want to have a movie or TV night. No one last year wanted to do that - bastards! Anyways, Derrick did not show, and a couple others did not either. Those of us that were there talked about our 2 National Coming Out Day activities we are planning. They should be cool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;After the bog gay meeting I headed to the library to read crap about what had happened on "Top Model". Then I headed home. I had English muffins for dinner and watched "My Name is Earl" which was hilarious. Joy ended up in jail.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;I watched "The Office" which wasn't that funny, but "CSI" was good. They figured out what happened to the scale model killer. I kind of watched "ER" but was talking to Lia on the phone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;After "ER" I was tempted to stay up and watch Jenna Fischer (Pam on "The Office" - she is so cute) but went to sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;Today, I woke up at 6 something but did not move until 7 something. I ate the last of the cinnamon mini-wheats and left. No little red bastard dog attack today!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;I found crappy parking and played on the internet a bit. I headed to the Med building to work on my snake slicing. It only took me like 2 hours and 100 slices to get through it all. I was surprised at how well the tissue came out, a few minor problems, but I can fake my way through it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;I headed back to the science building to get George to show him but I could not find him. So, I started to blog about the last few days. George wandered into the lounge with his lunch and I told me he should come see the sections. This man seriously has the same thing for lunch every day! A bagel, a diet caffeine free coke, hummus, and an apple. Not bad, but still peculiar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;We went to the Med building and chatted about the snake crap, and now I am here blogging. I gotta go get "Top Model" and head home to watch the demise of Megan and the makeover drama. I love the TelevisionWithoutPity forums! They call the model contestants "hamsters". I love it! The AfterEllen.com recap was funny too. I need to veg tonight cuz I am going to be studying Histology all weekend. We have an exam on Monday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Random fact of the day:&lt;/strong&gt; I have perpetually cold hands and feet. They are seriously ridiculous, and not just when it cold out. It is like 50 out here today, almost cold enough for me to look for a long sleeve shirt, but not quite. I hate when people come in from the cold outside and say "Feel how cold my hands are" then they put them on your neck. Ugh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32847269-115955126707917409?l=trapped-in-the-midwest.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32847269/posts/default/115955126707917409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32847269/posts/default/115955126707917409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trapped-in-the-midwest.blogspot.com/2006/09/ham-heart-attacks-hamsters-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Samantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06190007837458588596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02430686111487445728'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32847269.post-115930051480497176</id><published>2006-09-26T15:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-26T18:17:23.986-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Back to normal...as normal as I can possibly pull off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday when I woke up I was very very tired, and still had wet hair. Eddie was thrilled that I was conscious, but pissed I refused to actually move. I got up, got ready, remembering I need to start taking my vitamins again. I headed to school to my early-ass Histology class. I did find awesome parking though. That always makes me happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Class was boring as usual and I hurried through lab so I could play on the internet before it was time to be tortured, er, I mean, teach lab at noon and 2. I went through all my normal sites and read a hilarious recap of the premier of Cycle 7 of "America's Next Top Model". The recap on Afterellen.com said Jay Manuel's hair was so frosted he looked like a mini-wheat. Those would be so good right now. But no more carbs for me! Back onto super-strict Atkins I go! Hopefully the new "Biggest Loser" will keep me going. I like to see other fatties struggle to behave food-wise for weeks and weeks. The most I can generally go being super good is like 6 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lab was boring, we taught the sheep about plants and photosynthesis and crap. Yawn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After lab, I got "Top Model" to watch at home, and locked up my lab because I could not find George to ask him how the BBC crap went. I headed down to the computer lab downstairs to update my blog so Kailea would know what happened on my little trip down south.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After blogging I headed home to a very needy Eddie. I put on my PJs and got ready to watch "Top Model" and he was all over me. My screen and keys were covered in cat hair. He meowed and trilled and pawed at me the whole time. It was mostly adorable, but semi-annoying. At one point he had his head on my hip and his paws pushing on my leg gently. He kept looking up at me like "Yes, pet me! And don't leave me again!". Too bad he is a cat and not a cute girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I am going to LOVE this cycle of "Top Model". a) There is a new lesbian contestant named Megan. She sounds very sweet and humble and looks like the lovechild of Cycle 5's Kim (also a lesbian) and Cycle 6's Mollie Sue (not a lesbian, but her makeover gave her supershort hair). b) AJ rocks. She is funky and has freaky black hair. She is also mad pretty, but seems to have a self-confidence problem. c) The twins! Michelle and Amanda crack me up. They are like 6' tall, gangly basketball players that look a lot facially like Robin Tunney from 'The Craft'. The call each other twin all the time. At one point they both pulled out the same pose at the same time and one was like "Why are you copying me, clone?". The judges, and myself were dying laughing. d) There is a very spunky liitle contestant named Megg who says "like" all the time and is a rocker chick. She is kind of cool, but I can very much see wanting to smack her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, one of their first photoshoots was a nudie one. Always fun! Their big photoshoot was model stereotypes. There was a dumb blonde, a Naomi Campbell phone-throwing model, and a bunch of others. Megan was the diva with little kick-me dog and men with luggage in tow, and the twins were models with eating disorders. Amanda was anorexia model measuring herself (the photo was pretty good) and Michelle was bulimia model in the bathroom with creamy food stuff on her hands and face. Her picture was amazing and scary. Megg was a wasted drug-abusing model complete with track marks and booze. AJ was riding some guy on a casting couch model. I can't wait for next week!&lt;br /&gt;After watching skinny bitches be skinny AND bitchy I watched the premier of "Heroes". It was decent, I think it will get better. Ali Larter was all strippery and her power was evil-ish. Her losing clothing is an awesome start to any show. I liked the little time and space bending Asian guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got ready for bed and Kailea called. We chatted and she has some thyroid problem. And she still thinks she is dying. Hmm...maybe we all need to go to the doctor's to see if we have thyroid problems that are making us fat. That would be too easy. Poor pill-popping Kailea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I woke up and kind of drifted in and out and thought it was 6:45 so I started moving. When I got back from peeing, it was only 6:18. Damn! Oh well, I was up. I fed the kitty and got dressed, took my vitamins and stuff and headed out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got to school just in time to get my crap for lab and help Swapna wrangle the sheep, er, students for 2 hours. So boring, I graded my Wednesday lab's quizzes. I have to remember to grade their turn-in sheets tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After lab I talked to George and apparently the BBC stuff went well. Lots of shots of Angie's hands cutting stuff in MY research. George waggled his finger at me and said we have less than 6 weeks to get a model and some good images. Damn! Oh, and that I am being filmed by the campus film crew on Thursday afternoon. Cool, I won't be eating much for the next few days then. George also told me to not wear my "In Soviet Russia Shirt Wears You" shirt (I am wearing it today). He said he finds it funny, but basically I should find something in my wardrobe that is not scrawled all over. No prob. Should I wear my crescent moon necklace or by uber-dykey labrys? Ooh! I forgot about my snake necklace. Awesome! Black or lavender shirt with my nice (not ripped or wrinkly or stained) dark jeans? Bad thing is I have cannot wear sandals cuz I will be working with the snakies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;I took a quick trip to the Post Office in West T to pick up my DVD that came from Amazon Canada. I will probably watch it later and recap it in a day or so. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;Anyways, I stopped in the Med Building to get my tissue blocks and gave one to George cuz he had asked me to grab it. I went back to the lab and played on the internet a bit. I watched some Ditty Bops stuff on YouTube as well as some MadTV tv spoofs like "House" and "Medium". The "House" one was hilarious, he was chewing handfuls of stuff out of various monstrously sized containers labeled Vicodin. "Medium" was so funny! "I don't understand!" Alex and I think there should be a "Medium" drinking game. Everytime Alison wakes up startled you take a shot and everytime Devalos says "I don't understand" you chug a beer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;I kind of looked up some stuff on Histonet and refound some information about programs I may want to try for my project buried in my school emails. Then I decided to check the spoilers and chatter about "Top Model" on Television Without Pity. Various people bashing the various model wannabes in various amusing or stupid ways about various aspects of their personality, looks, or modeling abilities. Everyone likes AJ for some reason. I think she is going to end up like little no confidence Mollie Sue from Cycle 6.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;After all the playing and snake tissue dehydrating, it was time for the department seminar. It actually flew by! Haha! Flew by! The talk was about birds!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;There is one girl who goes to the seminar, and I think she is a new Whitaker student, but I am not sure. She looks like she could be gay. She's not cute and I am not interested, I just think she could be one of my people. Haha! Hmm...maybe I should put a LGBTQ flier up on the third floor where many of the Whitaker students do crap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;After seminar I poped down to the lab to put my tissue in infiltration goo and take it to the nice nifty orbital shaker in the Ghosh lab (Life Science department guru). I saw Nisreen (the very sweet Qatari woman from the Ghosh lab I chat with a lot) and she asked me if I was going to make it to the Ramadan thingy she invited me to. I think it will be very interesting. I have never been to a mosque and know very little about the Muslim holy month. I think it will be a great experience. She is cooking something with lamb. "Baaaaaaaaa!" I was told that men and women will be separate during the event. I am not worried about being a non-Muslim. She invited Ghosh and his wife too (the are Indian). I do not want to pass up this experience, or some tasty food.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;Not all Arabs are terrorists. My aunt Diana taught nurses in Saudi Arabia for a month or so and she survived. She did frighten the natives though. They apparently thought she was Moroccan and would steal their souls. I had a friend from college (Nasser) who was from Kuwait. He was cool and super-duper gay. Flamey is a far more accurate term. My brother and cousin Nicole met him when they hung out with me at school one day, they still talk about him and other interesting people I was friends with in college that they met when they spent time with me there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;Anyways, this dinner will either delay or be a break for my diet plans. We'll see what happens.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;Now I have to go to the store (probably not a good idea cuz I ate nothing yesterday and am quite hungry) to get my free bag of cat food, eggs, cheese, and 3 DVDs. I'll write about those tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Random fact of the day:&lt;/strong&gt; In the spirit of preparing to try new things (the Ramadan dinner thingy)...I definitely regret a number of things I have done and not done due to fear (of being injured, hurt, or embarrassed) or out of laziness or other issues. I try to remember those things I regret so I don't let them happen again. They inspire me to be curious and adventurous. It just sucks to have to do it alone. Even though I am alone, I'd very much like to experience life and the world without holding back, but it does take some bravery. Learn to be brave Kailea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32847269-115930051480497176?l=trapped-in-the-midwest.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32847269/posts/default/115930051480497176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32847269/posts/default/115930051480497176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trapped-in-the-midwest.blogspot.com/2006/09/back-to-normal.html' title=''/><author><name>Samantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06190007837458588596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02430686111487445728'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32847269.post-115922306251233436</id><published>2006-09-25T17:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-25T18:24:22.543-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Many days ago...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;Thursday late afternoon I pow-wowed with George and Angie about the BBC crap one last time and then bailed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;I ate some cereal (I think?) and did the dishes just in time to start tv. It was all really good. "My Name is Earl" was funny. Jamie Pressley is hilarious. She stole a store truck with a delivery guy in it to get back at the store. "The Office" was really good. Oscar is gay and Steve Carrell's Michael is a total ass. Dwight tried to buy a REAL gaydar, Jim tortured people at his new job transfer place, and Pam dumped the warehouse schmuck. "CSI' was really good. Grissholm brought Sara lunch (so cute! he'd totally not bother if he weren't bangin' her now) and someone died at Cirque du Soleil. "ER" was also good. Sam killed her evil murderous boy-napping ex while he was asleep and she got the gun away from him. Finally, something done right!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;After about 4 hours of sleep I woke up (Friday) to pack the rest of my shit, eat cereal, play with Eddie before he was abandoned for a few days, and take off to Indy to catch my plane. The drive was a little boring, but better than the last time I drove it. It did rain a bit while was annoying. I hate when I have to stop singing to pay attention to the road!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;At the airport I was put throough the bomb sniffer extra-secure security line for some reason. Yes, quake America! Be afraid of large man-hating Italian NY lesbians!!! We want to blow up all the heterosexuals! Anyways, they took my mini-toothpaste and deodorant, and mini-shower stuff. They did not however notice I hate a small blade on my keychain. Idiots!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;On the plane I was next to the window and some guy. I passed out and when I woke up we were landing and the guy was a seat ahead of me. Too bad I didn't stay awake to enjoy an empty space next to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;At Atlanta (waiting for my plane to Richmond) I called my dad, and he totally forgot that I was going away that weekend. We chatted and I made demands about him sending me my mail as per usual. My flight out was delayed by 45 minutes, but it ended up working out. Dan called and I let him know about the delay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;On this second Delta flight it was an awesome service! I got to choose my snack thingy. I had peanut butter crackers. I did have to sit squashed against the window with 2 people next to me. I just hugged the window again and slept. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;Arriving in Richmond, I found Dan and we took off to the hotel in Roanoke Rapids, NC. We chatted in the car the whole way there. We talked about NY, food, drinking, and other crap. It was not too far of a drive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;We checked into the hotel and then chatted and I immediately turned the TV on to the Food Network. "Yes, my name is Samantha, and I am a tv addict." After some channel surfing, Rachel Ray came on "30 Minute Meals" and was lovely as always. "Everyday Italian" came on too. I love laughing at Giada. They totally play up her sex appeal (even though she has grody man-hands!), whereas Rachel Ray is moving to quickly to be intentionally sexified. Giada is kind of a lollipop-head too. She has decent boobs though. Poor Rachel has itty-bitties.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;We watched "Barefoot Contessa" who makes some interesting stuff, but I don't like her personality. She seems like she'd be a bitch. Paula Dean came on too. She is a riot. She is better than a female Justin Wilson, "I guarantee!" You just want to give her a hug and have her put some more food on your plate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;Erich finally showed up so we took off to some BBQ place that was ok. BBQ in North Carolina is different. I am used to really thick sticky BBQ sauce. NC BBQ is more water and vinegary which is different, but still pretty good. The buffet came with a basket of hush puppies. Not the best, but still tasty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;We headed back to the hotel to chat AND watch more Food Network. First we watched parts of Ghost Whisperer and dissected Jennifer Love Huge-tits on screen. We were then treated to 3 Rachel Ray's in a row! We watched another 30 minute thing, her $40 thing (in Cleveland), and her spotlight thing (in Baltimore). Yum-O!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;We then got away from the tasty tv and on to the creepy. We watched a "Most Haunted" thing on the travel channel. It was funny to see them get all freaked out and stuff. Then we watched a thing on the Mutter Museum. They has dead famous/ historical people parts, death casts on siamese twins, and lots o' gyspy skulls in a trepanning exibit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;Sleeping was a little uncomfortable. It was not nearly cold enough in the room. The fly that was in the room kept bothering me to. In the morning (Saturday), Dan woke up and showered, I woke up and turned on the tv, then Erich got ready, and I put my clothes on finally. We went to Cracker Barrel for breakfast. I had never been there before. The old-timey store was like Hell. It would be an amusing place to have a 'Final Destination'-style death happen with all the old crap handing from the ceiling. Erich and I noticed that Cracker Bareel does not discriminate by race, religion, sex. It says nothing about sexual orientation. Him and I kept the gay to a minimum. Anyways, I had tasty peek-a-boo eggs, fried apples, and super thick bacon. I made them stop at a grocery store so I could by replacement deordorant. We went to some crappy grocery store called Food Lion. Very odd name.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;We headed back to the hotel to catch some more Rachel and Giada. Giada was grating some parmigiano-reggiano cheese and it was taking a while so she looked at the camera, widened her eyes, and nodded a bit. It looked like she was giving a handjob. It was hilarious. We all busted up laughing at her and started picking on her again. A few other Food Network shows later we headed out to the reception at like 2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;We got there a little before 2:30 and met some people and then found Eileen. It was so nice to see her. It has been 3 years. Eileen and I lived on the same hall the last half of my sophomore year in college. We hugged and chatted and she had to go greet others so we picked at the pre-food munchies and looked at wedding pics (she got married in Vegas on the 17th). We got ourselves some tasty and decently strong punch and talked to other people and randomly cornered Eileen to chat every so often. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;We went and trespassed, I mean, walked quietly along parts of Lake Gaston with drinks in hand. Dan and I had SunDrop (something like Mellow Yellow) and Crown Royal. I forgot how smooth Crown Royal was. When I took my first sip I thought I was gonna gag, but I did not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;Eileen's brother had a very pretty female German Shepard that was tooling around the property, She was big for a girl dog. Jake and Miles (my parents dogs) would love her! They can handle the plus-sized puppy lap-dance!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;With more booze we headed down to the very cool dock to chill and chat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;Eventually food came on. More NC vinegary BBQ. The pig was so tasty! The beans were good too. But the pig! It looked like it had gone through a wood chipper or something. After 2 plates and one crappy beer, it was time for pie! I had some funky chocolate pie while munchkins were at our table ignoring us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;More chatting and drinking and stealing Eileen or sizing up her husband. He was very very nice. We were all shocked he was a red-head. My cousin Danielle just married one. "Ahh! Run for your lives! Ginger-vitis is spreading!". Hehe! I can tell they really love each other. I wish them all the best. I may be able to see them if I go to Phoenix for the SICB meeting in January. That would kick! Mmm...Mexican and good booze!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;Eventually it was time for cake and some sweet tea. More chatting and stuff, lots of people were bailing, but not us! We ended up staying til just about midnight. We got going with talking to Eileen's parents and brothers, and then Eileen's Dad. We talked to Mr. Morse about evolution and astrophysics and genealogy. He was cool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;I was out the whole way back to the hotel and crawled into bed. The fly was gone and I slept much much better cuz it was colder! Before we left for breakfast I turned the air on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;Again, Dan woke up and got ready, I turned on the Food Network, and Erich got ready afterwards. I fell into my clothes, we checked out of the room, and headed to Cracker Barrel again. I had 3 eggs, bacon, and toast this time. I stole the leftover little syrup thing just to see if I could sneak it on the plane. After breakfast, Erich took his car and drove back to Pittsburgh, and Dan and I headed out to look for something nature-y to do. We decided to go see more of Lake Gaston. We went over parts of the lake and stopped to walk around and eat some soft serve. Why is there always ice cream near lakes? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;We got lost a little, but ended up seeing cotton and tobacco plants. Neither of which I have ever seen before. I have been to Georgia, but all I saw there was kudzu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;We gave up and Dan drove me to Richmond's airport. I was a bad friend and slept while he listened to some jazz. At the airport we thought we'd go inside to eat something for lunch together. There was not much available there so I said goodbye and headed in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;Again, my bag was searched, but they missed the syrup, the deodorant, and the blade on my keys. Idiots!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;I parked it and decided to grade my Monday lab's turn-in sheets and quizzes. So boring!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;I got on the teeniest plane ever. it was some Continental Express plane. At least I had my own seat and no seats next to me. I had Coke and some honey roasted peanuts and dozed in and out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;I landed in Cleveland and found it to be a very odd airport. I graded more lab crap, talked to my Mom and Kailea, and took off again. I was happy to find myself sitting alone and at the very front of the plane. I did not enjoy the busy flitting around of the old stewardess. I may not have minded if she were younger or just hot in general. I did see a very attractive lady pilot at one of the airports. i think it was Atlanta.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;I could not sleep, so I had a Sprite and looked out the window. I landed in Indy, stopped at an ATM, and caught the shuttle to my parking lot. My car was there and fine so I headed out and did not get lost this time. I got home fairly quickly, again singing to The Ditty Bops, with a quick stop at McDonald's. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;I got home, brought my stuff in, and said hi to Eddie. He has gray stuff on him and I don't know what it is, but he either pooped or puke on one of my little area rugs, so I tossed it. I gave him a spot wash, though he may need a bath later, and then I took a shower while he screamed through the door at me for being a bad cat mommy and abandoning him for like 3 days. After the shower I ate some cereal (Mmm...Honey Nut Chex!) and went to sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;I will recap today, tomorrow!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Random fact of the day:&lt;/strong&gt; I often write very long and fairly detailed anythings. Papers, grants, notes, letters, emails, responses, comments...you name it! Can ya tell?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32847269-115922306251233436?l=trapped-in-the-midwest.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32847269/posts/default/115922306251233436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32847269/posts/default/115922306251233436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trapped-in-the-midwest.blogspot.com/2006/09/many-days-ago.html' title=''/><author><name>Samantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06190007837458588596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02430686111487445728'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32847269.post-115886501609129447</id><published>2006-09-21T13:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-21T14:56:59.200-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;"Help, there is a fire under my ass!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;Tuesday I got home at like 7:30! That is way late. I made some tasty couscous and then proceeded to bask in the glow of the boob-tube (which didn't have any boobs whatsoever on it all night). I watched "The Class",  "How I Met Your Mother", parts of "2 and a Half Men", and a little bit of "Studio 60 on the Sunset Strip". The first 2 were good, the middle one I didn;t watch enough to care, and the last royally blew. Saurah Paulson plays some uber-Christian beotch, which amuses the hell out of me cuz she's been dating a woman for like ever. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;Wednesday morning I had a weird adventure dream involving Derrick from the gay group. I was woken up by my cat sitting onmy nightstand and knocking off my cell phone because I did not give him his food at night (so he leaves me alone!).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;Swapna showed up to teach the froshies. I swear to God, teaching these kids is like herding fucking sheep! I think the sheep would be brighter than the students.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;We moved the microtome and all my crap back to the Med building, just to someone else's lab. I proceeded to slice and image nearly a whole half of a snake head in about 4 hours. Not bad! Things came out mostly clear, and it was actually not too frustrating. I still have much to learn about this crap. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;I ditched out at 4 to go home and eat and relax. I ended up taking a shower and going to the grocery store. I REALLY wanted to try those new fruity Cheerios. They really are just like mini Fruit Loops, but still tasty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;I got back just in time to watch "House" which was awesome. He figures out what is wrong with the guy by looking at some little nympho's red thong booty who has taken a liking to him as she walks away. Bloody brilliant! During "House" I also watched the new "NCIS". It was all about the sexy Ziva! She plays an Israeli on the show, but was really born in Chile. I love Abby and her farting hippo. It was awesome too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;I woke up tired on Wednesday. I didn't even take the time to grade my lab's quizzes and turn-in sheets yet. I had Histology (we learned about bone and cartilage cell crap). I stealthily graded quizzes while she blabbed. I did never finish the turn-in sheets though. I ditched out of lab super early to go meet with George, Angie, and Dr. Doung about the BBC crap. It went well. I showed them my sectioned block images and how I was slicing and imaging things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;After the meeting I had lab. It was again uber-boring, but it went so quickly! I finshed like 35 minutes early. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;Although I was sleepy I went back to the Med building to play with the reconstruction program. I still have things to figure out. This program has really put a fire under my ass to get shitr together and coarsely figured out. I hope I can keep my dedication after my little vacation ends. Unfortunately, the BBC will not be able to film the model while here. They will have to wait. On that point, apparently we are the last stop for footage for the program and it will be airing in December some time. George is hoping I have a decent model by the end of October. So am I. That would put me closer where I need to be. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;While getting frustrated, I decided to again, ditch out early and go see 'The Black Dahlia'. I turned off the camera, dessecting scope, computer, and lights and locked the door.I headed upstairs to say by to Beth. Lo and behold, her family had stopped by to get some form from her. I met her husband and her 2 kids. Her little girl likes snakes and her little boy is adorably energetic. I chatted with them and then bailed at 3:45 so I could catch the 4 o'clock show.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;Zooming to the theatre, I made it there a few minutes after 4 while the trailers were airing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;The movie 'Children of Men' look really good! So, the movie...all the reviews I read were true. It was a bit cheesy and was so "noir light". Brian de Palma, what are you doing to us?! Josh Hartnett generally sucks, especially when he is all angry and crap. The other guy was also cheesy. Scarlett Johannsen was smokin' hot and cheesy. Though her magnificent ta-tas stayed under wraps. Hilary Swank was fake accenty cheesy, and Mia Kirschner was channeling her character from "The L Word". Mia was the best out of the main people. Who was in the movie that surpsied me was Jemima Rooper (famous for her Thelma the dead lesbian ghost from the UK's show "Hex". She plays a friend of Betty Short (Mia). They do each other in a stag film. Not too bad! And I got to se her boobs. Mmmm... What was amusing was all the cops watching the film getting disgusted and pissed off about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;k.d. Lang was in the movie as a singer at a lesbian night club. She was looking kind of old, but sounded fantastic. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;Though the real murder was never solved, they did in the movie. Fairly twisted. Fiona Shaw (another Briton and happens to be dating the fabulously bisexual Saffron Burrows) was amusingly psychotic. Like Aunt Petunia from 'Harry Potter' only like 1000 times worse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;Overall, I would wait to rent it. Don't run out and see it. Or go to the super cheap $2 theatres.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;I zipped off home and had more couscous for dinner. My new DVD arrived. It was something I was very excited to see and I am super glad I bought it. It was 'Hard Candy'. It was awesome. Basically, a 14 year old girl meets a 32 year old guy online and turns the tables on this pedophile. She does an awesome job for being so petite and skinny. Ellen Page is marvelous!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;In the middle of the movie, tv came on so I stopped it. I watched "Bones" and "The Biggest Loser" (aka Fat Camp, as Kailea calls it). Both shows are always good so I flip-flopped. I finshed watchinfg the movie while I was still talking to Kailea baout her dying. They took 8 vials of blood from her for tests on Tuesday. She gets to go back on Monday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;After some ok sleep, today I woke up at like 6, but did not move until 6:30. Even then I was not dressed until 7:30. I had more mini Fruit Loops and bailed. I-Han finally got rid of all the recycleables!!! No more beer, tea, or milk things on the floor and counters anymore!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;I am a terrible housemate. This morning he asked if he could turn the air down. I said sure, but I will probably make it cold again when I get home tonight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;Arriving at school I found ok parking and headed to the science building to, no, not read for class I had in like 30 minutes), but play on the internet. I got to class and it went so fast. We finshed 30 minutes early. I actually contributed some good stuff today. Not too much, but enough. I don't know that much about birds.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;I found George and he and AK (original snake guy) were being filmed by some local crew thing. They want to film me some other time. That is fine, I do require some warning though. I don't want to have furry eyebrows, ripped jeans, or a shirt that says "Oregon: Dam Beavers!" on it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;I went to the TA meeting and totally did not pay attention. I decided it would be more fun to alphebetize my students quizzes and turn-in sheets that I have to grade. I think I'll bring them to the airport with me so I am being functional while I am bored senseless.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;Back to find George, but I found Angie looking for AK, so we chatted and then Jared (python buy) found someone's little fence lizard running around the lab. Shush! No one needs to know that an animal went missing that was NOT stolen. "Aaaaaah! It is a dangerous venomous fence lizard! Don't let it bite your toe off!". They are so cute. They look like teeny snack-sized dinosaurs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;I went over to the Med building to play on the reconstruction program again, but things were not working out so I am here now blogging. I will not get around to it again until Monday some time. If I forgot to mention, I am heading to North Carolina for the weekend for my friend Eileen's wedding reception. She got hitched in Vegas, and is having a huge outdoor BBQ at her husband's father's house on some lake in northern NC. Should be loads of fun. I have not seen her since May 2003. Dan (Columbia PhD Economics guy) who I have not seen in well over a year is picking me up in Richmond. Erich (Carnegie Melon PhD BioStats Chinese guy) who I have not seen since like spring 2004 is also coming down. The 3 of us are staying in a hotel together. Not sure who else I know from college that is coming, but I think it is just the three of us from our little crew with Eileen. No Greg and no Lyd sadly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;So I am off. I have to go pretend to do more work and go home to clean up al the scattered cat litter, do the dishes, take a shower, pack, and veg out for a bit. I have to make sure I-Han knows how to take care of Eddie while I am gone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;So much good tv on tonight it is sick. "My Name is Earl", "The Office", "CSI", and "ER" are all premiering tonight. Whew! I only get like 5 hours of sleep tonight. I am waking up at like 4 to leave to drive to Indy for the airport. Always fun. I already made sure I put my Ditty Bops CDs in the car so I can sing to stay awake so early. Bye!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Random fact of the day:&lt;/strong&gt; After my little trip to NC I will resume my summer diet. I seem to have gained back most of what I lost before I went home for 3 weeks. Damn Rochester yumminess and stress!!! It should not be that hard to get back into. I am just afraid I'll be peeing every 20 minutes when I start drinking like 100 oz of water each day again. It takes a good week to stop peeing so much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32847269-115886501609129447?l=trapped-in-the-midwest.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32847269/posts/default/115886501609129447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32847269/posts/default/115886501609129447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trapped-in-the-midwest.blogspot.com/2006/09/help-there-is-fire-under-my-ass.html' title=''/><author><name>Samantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06190007837458588596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02430686111487445728'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32847269.post-115862150096652062</id><published>2006-09-18T18:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-18T19:18:21.026-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;Weiners, whiners, and winos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;Saturday, my tissue looked ok after I took it out of the bell jar. I left it to warm up so it could be trimmed on Sunday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;After I went home, I had some hotdogs and started to watch 'Tristram Shandy: A Cock and Bull Story'. It was quite amusing even though Steve Coogan is a dork. A very pregnant Keeley Hawes was lovely, even though she was screaming half the time. There was a very funny sequence equating her character with one of Pavlov's dogs. Apparently she'd get all "warmed up", as it were, whenever her husband would wind the clock because after he woulnd the clock he'd give it to her good! There was another funny spot where a young Tristram gets his dick caught by a falling window cuz he was pissin' out of it. Ouch!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;I took a nap in the middle of the movie, though I don't remember how good it was. When I woke up I finished the movie and then talked to Saint who was clanging downstairs with his new "lady friend", Ryan. I love girls with boy names! She is a doctor somewhere north of Indy. She is my favorite so far of the girls I have seen him with. She was interesting and friendly, not to mention tall and pretty darn cute. They were making salsa and guacamole while RC (the Jewish doggy) was laying on the floor begging for attention. I let them borrow some DVDs, but I don't know what if anything they watched.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;I talked to Kailea. She asked me where he meets these girls and why the hell they like him. I am not sure. He has this magical power to never be without a girlfriend. I think I need to steal his mojo. Hmm...Maybe not. He did knock one up, and that one + the first I met were apparently crazy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;I finished watching the movie, fed Eddie his grody smelling wet cat food, and had some fantastic chocolate cake! I watch some MadTV for a bit. They made fun of the new "Survivor" and 'High School Musical'. I ended up staying up pretty late and watching an old episode of "Smallville" that was on tv.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;That night I slept ok, not too much snot, and no drooling. I woke up at 10, which surprised me since I didn't go to sleep until like 3:30 or something. I had a fantastic breakfast of, well you won't believe me, tea (mmm...chai latte) and crumpets with black raspberry preserves. I love the chai lattes I make. They are sweet enough to induce diabetes. I make really strong chai tea and then pour a ton of honey in it (splenda is pretty good too) and stir it. I refrigerate it until it is very cold. I add cinnamon and nutmeg and stir it again. I fill my tall travel bullet bottle (from Starbucks) up halfway with the tea mixture, I fill it the rest of the way with milk, close the bottle, and then shake it with the fervor of a British nanny to stir it up nice. It is sooooooo good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;Anyways, during the breakfast I watched 'L'Auberge Espagnole'. It was as good as I heard it was. I had to watch it because the sequal, 'Russian Dolls' comes out on DVD soon. Cecile de France is so hot. She has played a lesbian at least twice to my knowledge and looks fantastic with very short hair. Mmmm...could she be one of "us"??? Let's see if she bowls!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;After playing on the computer for a bit, I went to the videostore to get more crap to watch. I ended up with 2 scary-ish movies. The first one I watched was 'Tamara'. It was decent. A bunch of cool kids accidentally kill a nerd girl (who got the jocks drug tested) while trying to embarrass her making her think she was having a sexy rendezvous with the teacher she is in love with. Well, chica is a witch and comes back to life all super-sexy and takes revenge. The best part is when she makes the two jocks fuck each other. They don't show anything graphic, but they should have. Anyways, Mr. teacher man kills her and himself to keep her from continuing her rampage.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;Dinner! End of the hotdogs. So yummy! After the doggers I watched "The Simpsons". It was funny. Bart became a jazz drummer. "American Dad" was even funnier. Steve became a man-orexic. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;I switched over to watch "The Amazing Race", cuz it is fun to watch these dorks run all over and eat weird foreign food, and it had already started. Bastards! Oh well, the cute Italian lesbo and her homo-hating daddy came in third place so far. In one episode they eliminated some black Muslims and some brown Hindus. And out the window the ethnic diversity for this show went!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;After the show I watched the other movie I rented: "The Plague". It was kind of crappy (ie. worst zombie movie ever!). Basically, one year for some reason all children under the age of 9 go all catatonic, and for the next ten years they stay that way and any new babies born are the same way. Well, one day they all wake up, kind of, and go on a zombie-like killing spree, only with no flesh-eating. James Van der Geek (ha!) was petulent and useless in this movie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;Well, after the latent baby zombies I had some crazy zombie dreams. Very odd stuff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;Today, I was not too tired when I woke up. I am very mad at Eddie as he tried to steal and eat my glasses again. Kailea is right, maybe I should kill him. But I can't, he's my little poofty-poo!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;At school, fantastically boring Histology + lab. The girl with the nice rack that sits behind me was wearing a sweatshirt so I had nothing to look at. Her name is Harmony, I think. Um, I would not trust a doctor named Harmony. Maybe a naughty nurse though. I went to bother Beth during lab and watched some "Robot Chicken" on her computer. "Who poop rast?!". So fucking funny. Apparently that is what her and her friend shout over the phone at each other. Recently he called her and someone else answered and they were all confused when he said "who poop rast" so he hung up and told Beth about it later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;Then time to teach. I forgot or neglected (same difference) to grade quizzes and lab reports for my class today. I graded and pretended to be helpful while Youssef blah blah blahed at them about balances, pipettes, pH paper, and spectrophotomers. Man, my students are dumb! They did ok on the quiz, but horrible on thei lab report/ turn in garbage. I was shocked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;So after lab with Youssef, it was time for me and Swapna to teach. I gave out the quiz, and Swapna never showed up! So I called the lab coordinator and she came in to help (ie.take over the whole lab). That was fine by me, less time to explain shit to my little froshies. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;Haha! When they turned in their quizzes I gave them back their graded crap (though I wish I could have balled it up and thrown it at them!) they got impatient with me. I told them to hang on, this is the only way to do it cuz I don't know any of your names. I can see loads of TA evaluations saying that I often get short with them (= I am a raging beotch!). After lab I quickly did something way bitchy. Since the doors were open, the next labs students started to come in. 3 came in but I kicked them all out saying I did not have time to "play babysitter" until the next TA, whoever the hell it was, showed up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;After the bitch-fit, I found George and dragged him over to the Med building to figure shit out with Angie about the BBC thing. Tomorrow will be so busy with snake crap it is not even funny. Just 4 more days til I am in North Carolina with my friends!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;Saint and some other grads came up with the idea of meeting once per week to discuss our research and get ideas / solutions to problems from each other. I think that is pretty cool. Today they were talking about drunken ideas for a project idea involving birds, bats, hibernation, and migration stuff. Pretty nifty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;Now I am here blogging before I erase the last few days from my very full brain. I have to go to the video store to drop off those 2 movies, and then I am going to eat and veg; but not eat veg. Haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Random fact of the day:&lt;/strong&gt; I still have yet to pluck my eyebrows. They have been ignored for like 7 weeks now. They really are starting to look like my fathers, minus his antennae-like ones.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32847269-115862150096652062?l=trapped-in-the-midwest.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32847269/posts/default/115862150096652062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32847269/posts/default/115862150096652062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trapped-in-the-midwest.blogspot.com/2006/09/weiners-whiners-and-winos.html' title=''/><author><name>Samantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06190007837458588596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02430686111487445728'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32847269.post-115842662625191256</id><published>2006-09-16T12:10:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-16T13:19:30.923-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;Snakes, snot, and Shatner!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;After I left, I went to Papa John's to pick up the pizzas, paid, and caught Laura as I was walking back to the car. On the way back to school she vented about her ex and we slowed down to check out some softball girls while looking for parking. We are supposed to go see 'The Black Dahlia' Sunday afternoon, but I am still not holding my breath. After an amusing parallel parking attempt, we cut through some sports building to get to the student union. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;So the meeting Thursday was kind of a bust. We had only a handful of new people show up. I think it was due to lack of advertising. We'll have to try harder next time. Though I think Derrick and I scared away the new people. We get giddy and silly when we are tired and miffed at lack of participation. Hopefully the newbies want to help out. A few people that said they'd be there bitched out, so we were stuck with mucho extra pizza. We did have 2 feminist group chicks show up to talk about collaborating on events. Something about a breast cancer run (with the option to buy shirts that say "I heart boobs!") and some sexpert around Valentine's day. Dr. Ruth? Sue Johanson? Annie Sprinkle? Of course I brought up that episode of "Real Sex" from HBO back in the day with the 2 big dykes with the strap-on plushy vaginas. I know 5 people from college that watched that and none of us were together. One of the feminists said she saw that episode too! We also got scolded three times about having "outside" food (meaning not fucking Sodexo) at the meeting. Fucking fuckers!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;After the meeting I went home, played on the computer, fought the urge to watch the new "Survivor" and then watched an old episode of "The Office". I can't wait til next week, Pam (the ADORABLE secretary) and Jim HAVE to get together!!! I played guitar for a little bit and then went to sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;Again, very poor sleep. Stuffy/ runny nose and sore throat. It all started 2 days before with some mild coughing, then a sore throat, then my nose decided it wanted to malfunction as well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;So yesterday (Friday) I woke up feeling uber-crappy and decided to skip breakfast and just go to school. I remember listening to Hawksley Workman in the car, but I do not remember which songs. I did not get a good parking spot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;At school I checked my email and put my snake bits in fresh goo. I played on the internet (briefly) and then called Amazon to see where the hell 'Surrender' was! They said wait til Satuday after the mail gets delivered.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;I went to the Med building to bother Beth since Dr. Doung was too busy to meet, and I could not find Angie to change the microscope camera, and could not find Dr. Moga to get my test scores.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;She was amazed I didn't want any M+Ms. I said I couldn't taste them so why bother.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;I read for Physiology seminar. The reading was less boring. Stuff on mating and agression are always interesting. There was an amusing section on possible evolution for female-female mounting behaviors. It has been speculated that it is to get the interest of males and let them know they are ready to mate. I laughed. This does not apply to humans. My mounting girls (as sadly so infrequent as it is) has nothing to do with guys at all!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;While I was reading, Saurabh was listening to some music on his computer. One was some country song, the other was 'Hotel California' by The Eagles. It was funny to hear him try to sing in English. I think it is far funnier than my attempts to sing in French (stupid Sarah Harmer Salamder song!). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;Class was tortuous. I was silent the whole time because a) I know nothing about this hormone crap and because b) I was dripping clear liquid snot the whole time. I finally started to shake it got so bad that I bolted and went to the lab to blow the crap out of my nose. I was far better and brought extra Kleenex with me so I would not have to wipe my snot on my hands then on my jeans. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;After class I went back to the med building to find Dr. Moga and see my grade. I did marginally ok on the first test. But I am far from worried. We have 4 exams and a final in Histology and that is more than enough to get an 'A' with. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;I left her office to have Beth tell me to run and catch Angie. I did, so we chatted about the BBC thingy and such. I took the keys back up to Beth and chatted with her for a nice long while. She was actually in her real office and not at the front desk. She has some cool stuff in her office. The coolest of which are her Star Trek (the original) figurines! She has Kirk, Spock, and Chechov! We both love William Shatner. Poor Bill, he'll never be that thin again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;I went down to the lab to play with the camera. I know I keep saying I'll post pics, and have yet to leep that promise, but I think I'll put up a pic of the snake-block some time. It looked really cool under the dissecting scope camera.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;I went back to the Science Building to take my snakes out of the goo and find George so we could embed them. My one dyed snake piece was nice and blue on the inner portions but the outside scales appear not so blue, but it should be ok. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;So as I was mixing the plasticizing goo, I notinged some like pink on my hand, and I wondered what I had touched. Apparently one of my plastic snake chemicals was eating through my glove!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;Not so good. We put the snakes bits in their goo molds int he bell jar and sucked all the air out. Then decided to blow it full of Nitrogen instead to prevent bubbles. I have yet to find out if that worked. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;I went home, and was happy to see that my 'Surrender' DVD had arrive. So I wolfed down some toast and cocoa (yeah it is all gone now!) and headed upstairs. As crappy as a movie as it was, it was still hot. Poor Katherine Brooks, what on earth were you thinking? At least I got to see you naked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;I talked to Kailea for a while (while eating mini chewy Sweet Tarts) but had to go since it was before 9pm. So I watched 'On A Clear Day'. It was very cute, and Jodhi May as looking good as per always. It is about this guy who gets laid off (he was a ship builder) and kind of loses it so he decided to swim the English Channel. He did! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;After the movie I played guitar for a while. I am getting better still. I can now go from a C to a funky G7 without stumbling or looking at my left hand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;Letterman was on and I watched it cuz Rachel Ray was on! She was on for like 6 minutes at the end, but was still on. She was her adorable little bubbly snack-sized self, like always; and she so must be on drugs to do what she does. She has a new show starting on Monday and she is still doing all her food network shows too! She is a mad-woman!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;I then watched Craig Ferguson (he is so funny!) because Mia Kirschner was on. She is a cute little Canadian actress from 'The L Word' and she plays Elizabeth Short in 'The Black Dahlia'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;She was also on for like 6 minutes towards the end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;Again, bad sleep plagued me. I was so snotty and could not breathe, so finally at 6am I decided to take an allergy-sinus pill and it helped bunches. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;On my way out the door I noticed the birds were sounding unusual. Saint said it was from the migrations. The woods at Kiewig are flooded with migrating birds so they are all loud and clashing. It was very cool to hear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;Now I am at school, blogging and waiting for the bell jar with my snake heads to warm up so I can take them out cuz they are done. When they are done I plan to go home, take another allergy-sinus thingy and take a nap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Random fact of the day:&lt;/strong&gt; I hate taking medicine! It take a lot for me to medicate. I will only take anti-diahrreals (like Imodium) if I am going somewhere all day and I have the shits. Other than that it can just run out of me naturally at home. I only take pain killers if the pain is interfering with my focus. I only take cough syrup when coughing is keeping me awake. Although I am fond of Nyquil (original Green Death flavor) comas. I can sleep 14 hours on Nyquil and not remember anything. I only take sinus meds when I realize that it will take more than a couple days to get better. Most stuff I just ignore. I am not fond of going to the doctor. They usually are not so helpful so I just don't bother. I am glad I am not a pill popper, or one who uses illness or medical issues to get out of doing work, unlike some people! I did when I was way younger, I would fake sick or exaggerate to not go to school. I had high marks anyways so it wasn;t like ai was going to get behind. During AP exam week in High School senior year I demanded a mental health day after each exam cuz I was so burned out. I was a wicked bitch to my family when I was 18.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32847269-115842662625191256?l=trapped-in-the-midwest.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32847269/posts/default/115842662625191256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32847269/posts/default/115842662625191256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trapped-in-the-midwest.blogspot.com/2006/09/snakes-snot-and-shatner-after-i-left-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Samantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06190007837458588596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02430686111487445728'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32847269.post-115826417588269559</id><published>2006-09-14T15:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-14T16:10:16.830-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Boobs, birds, and being in a hurry!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;Tuesday night, seminar &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;wasn't that boring.&lt;/span&gt; I was just in a hurry to leave. Lizards are neat, especially when you put one male on a leash and place it next to another free moving wild male and see how much they fight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At home, I watched part of 'Manderlay'. It has Ron Howard's daughter in it. It was weird, but good. It's like watching a play, but in movie format. I watched random tv and did some guitar playing. I tried to watch "House", but FOX went all fuzzy, so I watch "Big Brother". Booger-head won, the rake with tits lost, and Janelle was given $25000 from America's choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday morning, there was a very dead and very stinky skunk on the bridge into town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More snake theft news, I check the Trib-Star online for articles about the incident (to see if my name was mentioned - it was not) and there were two of them. The second one was about the asshole who stole my snake. During the search I brought up this jackass' name and everyone said "he's not that stupid!". Apparently he is, and is getting off very lightly compared to all the charges the school could file against him. I never even met the guy, I have just heard stories that he is crazy with animals and stuff. I think he should be forced to buy me a new snake! Apparently back in the day when AK was starting the snake stuff, jackass was a student and wanted to help, but he was a little TOO into the snakes. George would not let him help for fear of someone getting envenomated at the hands of this douche.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Histology was uber-long! During lab I went to tell Beth and Angie downstairs that the idiot she said would have not stole my snakes actually did it! She was shocked! I continued looking at slides, and still have to finish looking at like 6 or 7 more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After playing with microscopes, I went to play with more microscopes teaching Bio lab to the kiddies.&lt;br /&gt;Then, I ate more cold veggie pizza + plums and tried to figure some stuff out. I could not find Dr. Moga to ask about stains (and my test grade) and I was starting to get really nervous. This anxiety has given me my motivation and focus back the last 2 days, so I guess it is good. I think it is here to stay since I only have 1 little over a year to finish my research and writing. Anyways, a blurb about my research is going to be part of a BBC / National Geographic piece on rattlesnake behavior. I really need to hurry up and get a quick and dirty cool-looking (even if it is inaccurate) model of the pit organ. I have til friday or it will be left out of the BBC thing. But here is the kicker, I will be out of town when they are shooting it next weekend. I will be in North Carolina with friends for my friend Eileen's wedding reception. Sorry Mom and Dad, I will not be on tv, but I should be mentioned (hopefully, though I may need to teach George how to say my last name properly). When all this crap was being set up I was told sometime in the beginning or middle of September, after I booked my flight I found out it was the same weekend. I would not be surprised if my parents told the newspaper back home that part of my research was going to be on a BBC thing (which wouldn't be bad at all!). But who knows what the BBC will opt to use of George's script of cool rattlesnake things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After having severe agita, I went home to eat some chicken parm patties (again offensive to my people, but oh so tasty!) and watch 'Kinky Boots'. It was so cute. The drag queen, Lola was played by this black British guy who pops up in lots of movies. He was amazing as Lola. Ed from 'Shaun of the Dead' was in it, he was a pig and a bastard, and so was Jemima Rooper (Thelma from "Hex") and she was a right bitch as well. Basically, thigh-high heeled drag queen boots are really woman's boots and can't support a 6'2" man. So a dull British shoe factory owner finds a new market when he inadvertently gets knocked out by Lola (the queen) trying to help her.&lt;br /&gt;She designs the boots and turns the factory around. This really happened, but not quite in the same way, in Britain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched "Bones" and it was good. Next week should be better. I kind of watched an thing on some ho-bag teacher who slept with her 14-year old student while I read for Ecology seminar. So skanky!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reading was a chapter on these evil things called cowbirds! They are brood parasites and lay their eggs in other birds nests. They also kill/ toss out other birds babies to make room for their own so they don't have to take care of their kids. Aww, they are like ghetto-rats!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I played some guitar again, and then went to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did not sleep very well, it seemed like I was in bed forever (which is better than closing your eyes and then having the alarm ring only to find 7 hours passed by in like 2 minutes). I did have one good dream, it involved boobs and a pool. I don;t remember much about it except the boobs. Those are fun dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got ready, had cake for breakfast, and headed out the door for school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dead skunk smell is still there even though the body is not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found ok parking, and then headed up to my office. I stopped in the lounge to check my email and junk and found out that the whole reason I came to school at 7:30 instead of 8:45 was cancelled!!! Oh well. I played on the internet and then played with some snake tissue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Class was ok (all about cowbirds and their effects on other birds). Jake brought in one of his enormous lobster-sized crayfish. Back to birds... I am not a huge fan of birds. They can be cute, but that is about it. I like teasing seagulls. There is a really cool looking bird that was just discovered in India.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wolfed down lunch (last of the veggie pizza and a peach and a nectarine) and headed to find Dr. Moga. She was not in so I bothered Dan about stains. She was mostly helpful. I ended up borrowing some Methylene blue from the lab I teach and trying to stain my tissue block that way. More putzing around with that, and now I am here while more snake tissue runs through infiltration goo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gotta get ready for the big gay pizza party. I have to find by big gay binder so I know what the hell I am going to say to the new queer peeps that show up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Random fact of the day:&lt;/strong&gt; This is about me and my battle with pink birds. Incident #1: When I was in high school (15/16) I was an Explorer at the zoo back home. Basically we got to shadow/ help the zoo attendants and learn all sorts of cool stuff. Have you ever touched a black panther? I have! Well, on day I ended up working in the Aviary. It is full of all sorts of cool birds and even some very small primates. I was picking up food bowls and spraying away bird poop. I went near the flamingo alcove and there were these two big pink flamingos that happened to be very poorly sighted (like Mr. Magoo!). I tried to spray the fet of the flamingos to get them out of the alcove so I could pick up their food bowl. One moved, the other freaked and rushed me, knocking my on my ass, hose in hand to leave me sore, wet, and with bird poo/ food residue on my jeans and boots. Pinks birds: one, me: zero. Incident #2: I was in Baltimore/ DC with my mom and Kailea over my Spring break for this NIH cancer gene study we are in. One of the many things we did was the National Zoo. It is free you know! Anyways we were in the rainforest area and we were up by some trees and water stuff and there was a little pink bird with a curved pointy beak waddling around. I followed it and it flew up on a rock. I stood next to the rock and my mom took pictures of me with the bird. On the third picture it poked me twice! Not hard, but still. Pink birds: 2, me: still zero.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32847269-115826417588269559?l=trapped-in-the-midwest.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32847269/posts/default/115826417588269559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32847269/posts/default/115826417588269559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trapped-in-the-midwest.blogspot.com/2006/09/boobs-birds-and-being-in-hurry-tuesday.html' title=''/><author><name>Samantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06190007837458588596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02430686111487445728'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32847269.post-115808830265311530</id><published>2006-09-12T14:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-12T15:13:44.426-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You're so vain, you probably think this post is about you...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Howdy! Last night, as I left my office, it began to pour really hard, so I called my lab-mate Saurabh and ask his stinky butt if he wanted a ride (I noticed there was no ugly bike parked in the lab). I laughed all the way to and in the car cuz there was nothing I could do but get poured on so ridiculously hard. It was even funnier cuz I had to carry that rake George bought for the house (which is taller than me) through the science building and all the way to the parking lot. 10 minutes later when he showed up I dropped him off at his building and headed home. I always have to remind this kid to put on a seatbelt. Not that I care, I just don't want the campus popo ticketing me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At home, I stripped, and took a nice hot shower. The cat was rolling on my rain-soaked clothes piled on the floor in front of my closet. I ate dinner (which included garlic bread!) and then went to watch 'The Legend of Lucy Keyes'. Why are little dead girls so pissed off? My do dead mommies of little dead girls try to steal other little girls? Julie Delpy was in it. So was that tool Justin Theroux. I saw his penis in "Six Feet Under" - Eww!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the movie, I talked to peeps at home. Apparently Lily the new little kitty is so fearless she kisses and pounces on Miles. He gets a little too excited over the kitty (pussy does that to people!). I told my parent sthey should call her TigerLily then. Kailea said she is very demanding of attention. She screamed and screamed to not be alone in the room, so Kailea turned on the tv and she shut up! I wonder if she likes watching tennis like Eddie does?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up at like, I don't know, 2 and turned the light on for some reason and then woke up again at like 4 to pee and turn it off - I think. I got out of bed at 6:45 totally against my will. I thought I'd have gotten plenty of sleep, but I was wrong. I stopped at the video store on the way to school to stuff the DVD in the return slot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At school, good parking again, and I didn't need an umbrella. I showed up at lab 10 minutes before it started with the hopes Swapna would have taken out the microscopes our little freshman would be using today. Wrong! I had to do it anyways. While she blabbed, I napped, while late idiots showed up at class waking me. When the kiddies got to the pond water part of the lab, we discovered all the buggies in the water were dead. So I, because Swapna is a sheep, had to go bother the Life Sciences department secretary to bother the advisor of the guy who has zebrafish which eat paramecium (little one-celled shoe-shaped water buggies) in water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After lab, I found George so we could get the vacuum gauge so my acrylic/ snake goo does not explode. We set it up, hopefully no more bubbly tissue. We rearranged the fridge so the bell jar would fit inside. I made lots of noise moviing stuff. I am such a bull.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the goo, I ate lunch (more veggie pizza + plums + guacamole) and played on the internet. I emailed the gay-groupers and told them to print out the posters and stick them up anywhere they could. Hopefully they'll listen to me. I still don;t know where I am getting the pizza from for Thursday? I have to ask about specials. We had Papa John's last time. That dude isn't even Italian! Hios last name is Schnatter or something like that! I shouldn't be that mad, no paisan in their right mind would work at Pizza Hut. It is an offence to my people! You have to go to the random pizza places in NY for the good stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found something very interesting online. I was checking gay-group crap and found I was listed as a contact person for the group online. Damn! Hopefully I am still tucked away safely in the closet. My advisor doesn't need to know my sexual preference. Anyways, so I googled my last name from the school's webpage (I am such a fucking narcissist) and found this: "Samantha Colayori should not be a TA in BIO101. She cusses at students and doesn't seem to know what she is wanting to convey in her "lectures"." Hah! I dug deeper and found it was in response to the open-ended question "Please list the top three ways this institution could have improved your transition to college." I am special and influential e-fucking-nough to make it on some First Year Program (attempt to keep these farm kids in college) Task Force report. Awesome! Now I wonder which little bitch or bastard (the whole array of things this ass said makes me think bitch) from my Biol101 Lab section last fall wrote this? They obvously did not get an 'A' from me. She must have been ugly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 hour until seminar, whoohoo! After all the boringness (although it is Dr. Hews thing and it should be good, I like lizards) I plan on going home, watching a movie while eating (I will scream if I get cake on the bed again), watch 'House' (Mmm...Dr. Cameron!), and then maybe watch another movie. Maybe not, I didn't play guitar yesterday because of the tiredness. I don't want my fingers to go soft from not playing for 2 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Random fact of the day:&lt;/strong&gt; I hate teaching! For someone who has been being taught, well, (preschool + kindergarden to 12th grade + 4 years of college + 1 of grad school so far) 19 years of her life, I really hate teaching others. I like learning and I like telling stories and talking about stuff, but standing up in front of a bunch of brats and demanding they regurgitate the crap I am being made to throw at them totally blows goats! I only do it so I can gets paid, yo! I just want to ring their little red necks! The bigger ones, I'll take em on with me car. These little pricks should be grateful I am a native speaker of the English language!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32847269-115808830265311530?l=trapped-in-the-midwest.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32847269/posts/default/115808830265311530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32847269/posts/default/115808830265311530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trapped-in-the-midwest.blogspot.com/2006/09/youre-so-vain-you-probably-think-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Samantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06190007837458588596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02430686111487445728'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32847269.post-115798921802954910</id><published>2006-09-11T10:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-11T17:08:59.950-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rakes, snakes, and new kitty cats!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;Friday, after an angry trip to the video store, I went home to calm down by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;furtively petting the cat. Eddie ran to the other side of the room and looked at me like I was nuts. I calmed down when I remembered the term that George used to describe how the room should be sealed: "Tighter than a nun's cunt" he said. Jared (python boy) turned to me, with eyes wide in surprise and said "That's pretty tight!". I thought I was gonna blow a funny fuse when he said it. It was too funny to laugh at in front of him given the anger-inducing situation of our snake being stolen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;Apparently my family has a new girl kitty cat. She is mostly black, with a white chest and white paws. They think she is going to be named Lily. Such a sweet name. My brother Alex works as a kennel tech and someone where he works found this sweet little abandoned kitty girl. For being so tiny they said she is quite brave (runs out to greet you when you open the door) and crazy and doesn't mind the boys (Jake and Miles = shephard mixes). I so want to see her. But then I look at my crazy Eddie, he's just perfect....ly insane...ly lovable!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;I watched the slightly skanky 'Wild Things 2', which is EXACTLY like the original, just different ho-bags starring in it. Then I was in the mood for murder and the supernatural so I watch Stephen King's 'Desperation'. It was more crappy than creepy, and it ended being very much about God and His plan for all of us. I do believe in fate and such. A primative god of some sort named Tak got out of a mine in Nevada (add that to my list of places never to drive through long distance!) and took over bodies to kill people for fun. Steven Weber tries to look cool in this movie, he so is not. His redheaded hitchhiker sidekick was cute though. Glad she lived.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;Saturday, after I woke up, I found out that apparently my sister had been reading my blog to my parents and they found it hilarious. No tennis was on yet so I slept more and the watched 'The Matador' where Pierce Brosnan plays a hitman who is losing it and goes to Greg Kinnear for help. It was amusing in some parts. I took crap back to the videostore and rented more crap!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;I went grocery shopping at Walmart. So boring, but yummy later! I hate fighting my way through a sea of Hautians. Still, they are better than the sassy black folks that rule the Walmart back home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;I watched "Sea of Fear". Amusing, the hot chick did it, well kind of. She got her psychopathic boyfriend to kill everone in the boat, except for the navigator who ran away and was in on it. And then she killed him (the boyfriend not the navigator).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;More terror, "Ring Around the Rosie". A chick cleans out her dead grandmother's house to sell and imagine crap happening to her and her insanely hot blonde sister who happened to die when she was like 11. Lesson: repressed trauma or sadness is the horror flick all-purpose cause of the CRAZIES!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;Tennis finally came on. It was the women's finals of the US Open. Justine Henni-Hardenne (the angry-looking little Belgian pixie) vs. Maria Sharapova (the 6'2" Russian amazon princess). This was not a fair match up. Justine Henin-Hardenne is 5'5" (that is less than one inch shorter than me) vs. the insanely-tall-for-a-girl Maria Sharapova. Though, just cuz she's huge doen't mean she still can sit on my face. I love when Maria screams and grunts when she really goes at the ball. I am notoriously loud when playing volleyball. Being loud gives you that extra force and release that makes you feel like you are playing better - even if you suck, like me at tennis. Maria Sharapova won, it wasn't even close. Amazing. I learned my little sis Lia likes A-Rod. I like the commercial where he is playing tennis against Pong!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;I remembered something I forgot about...Leekspin! Check it out. It is total nonsense. It is a Finnish song put over some repeating anime of a chick spinning a leek for some reason. It is oh so funny. What is even funnier is on YouTube you can see a clip of the band whose song it is. They are such Scandinavian nerds!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;Sleeping was not very fun Sunday morning. I tossed and turned a lot. Too much so to have those happy dreams that make me want to stay unconscious. I looked in the mirror when I brushed my teeth and realized how woolly my eyebrows had become. I have been letting then grow back in (from their normally perfectly shaped selves) because after too many touch-up pluck jobs during summer events, they had become uneven. I shall finally pluck them again on Wednesday, or at least that is what I think now. Other things have gotten woolly since after the wedding. I think I should take care of those too. My body is starting to look like a Chewbaca mosaic! At least I am soft and furry. For some reason I have begun using Baby Oil again after I shower. I haven't done it in years, though I have always loved the smell. My skin is so soft now! Who wants to snuggle?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;Oh, that's right, I'm a bit furry in places, snuggling can wait then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;I had raisin toast and cocoa for breakfast (yeah! it is almost the end of the cocoas!) while watching 'The Sentinel' with Mr. Catherine Zeta-Jones (I mean Mike Douglas), Jack Bauer (er, Kiefer Sutherland) and that little Mexican from "Desperate Housewives". A single episode (any episode) of "24" is so much better than this movie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;I made cold veggie pizza! I'll be eating it all week, but it is still yummy so I made it...OCD style! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;Each area I figured to be one regular little piece had the same arrangement and amount of veggies (broccoli, cauliflower, carrot, and red and orange pepper). I should take a picture. Maybe I'll post it tomorrow! My parents will either laugh, or have me committed; though I don't think I am ready for a white padded room yet. Kailea is though, poor girl.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;She'll take anything over being tortured at home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;After making a mess with vegetables, I finally caved in and did the dishes. I ran out of glasses to drink from.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;I then watched "Haunted Highway". Different lesson: guilt also causes the crazies and leads you to getting caught, no matter how clever you think you are at getting rid of the evidence/ bodies. Some photographer accidently kills his wife and drives really far to dump her body in a lake. On the way he almost gets caught by a cop, almost gets caught buy a stranger giving him gas cuz he runs out, sees his dead wife on the road and runs her over causing blood and bits to get all over the car so he has to stop and clean it and then the car is magically clean to his surprise, thinks his mistress knows what he did, so he goes and kills her, and gets caught. Phew!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;Back to the videostore. Watched "United 93", not even thinking that Monday (today) was September 11. The movie was pretty good. They should have taken down those terrorist bastards sooner during the flight, they may have lived. All I remember was not believing it when I heard or saw it happen (I was a junior in college at film class that morning) and all the stuff on tv for days and weeks and months later. Poor Ashleigh Banfield! No special significance. I was not affected by it. Far worse things have happened in human history (and are still happening today) than religious assholes killing innocent people. It is just because America was attacked. What about all the other stuff?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;I watched "The Weatherman" with Nicolas Cage. It was semi-amusing.My favorite part was when some polka-festival chick has bouncing and flopping on his lap while he was dressed as Abraham Lincoln. I bet Mary Lincoln Todd was never than enthusiastic!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;I had my jambalaya rice (yeah Zatarains!) and watched 'The Simpsons' and all the FOX premiere crapstravaganza. It was good. My favorite quote from 'The Simpsons' epsiode was "It's like a lap-dance for my tastebuds". I laughed so hard!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;I went to bed so I could wake up early and study for my Histology exam.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;Today (Monday) I woke up at 5 and studied/ got ready / ate breakfast = more raisin toast and cocoa/ played with the cat until 6:30. I packed my lunch, but then forgot to bring it (the veggie pizza is so lonely in the fridge right now). At school, I found good parking (hooray!) and headed in to study more. I found a new rake George had bought against my desk so I can (*gasp*) rake up small sticks around the house. I-Han gets to mow though. I realized my cell phone clock was wrong by an hour, so I turned it off then back on and it was ok then. Weird! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;I finished cramming and went to the exam. It was harder than I thought. At least I will know what kind of picky crap she tests on for next time. Who knows how it went?! At least I am not one of the Med brats that has 4 classes on one exam. Good Luck kiddies!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;After the exam I realized my left wrist hurt. I don't know what I did to it (nothing fun that I can remember). It better not impede my guitar practice. I've got finger-style arpeggios (sp?) to learn so I can get better!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;I found George, but he was prepping for his class and basically told me to come bother him later for the snake dirt. It was ok, I had lab to teach for 4 hours anyways.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;Lab was craptaculary boring today. I sat and watch Youssef blab at them about microscopes and decided to put flip up my glasses (they are good at masking my woolly woolly eyebrows) and put my head down. As soon as I started slipping away to someplace far more exciting than lab with him, I felt the urge to fart. Goddamn broccoli on my cool veggie pizza! I was gassy the whole 4 hours! I was a total stealth bomber. They were nto smelly though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;So, I found Geoge and got the dirt on Snake-gate 2006. Apparently python boy inadvertantly let a friend in on how to get into our snake area. Python boy's friend works at Dobb's park and had been using the park to get permits to keep venomous snakes by dropping them off at the door of the conservation officer and then offering to take care of it cuz he had experience. Idiot! This douche no longer works there. He is being presecuted. Hopefully he'll get locked up for a spell and some jailbird Hautian yahoo will loose his trouser-snake on his pathetic snake stealing ass!!! Poor python boy, he's gonna be on a short leash for a while.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;I have to go find George again. He has to show me how to use the vacuum and the bell jar for my snake tissue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;I just want to go home, eat, take a shower, watch a movie or two (oooh! maybe 'Surrender' will be there today) and pass out early. I have 8am lab with Swapna tomorrow and lots and lots of snake slicing to practice. Screw grading lab quizzes and lab reports, I'll do that tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Random fact of the day:&lt;/strong&gt; I have interesting feet. They are total hobbit feet. They are wide and I even get hairy toes. My feet are often dry and slightly dirty and have random scars on them. A couple weird ones from trying to skateboard to prove to my bastard brother Aldo when we were little that I wasn't afraid to. I try not to stand on things with wheels anymore. I enjoy them being rubbed, ever since I was little, but do not expect to have that done anymore seeing as they are generally kind of grody. I hate show shopping. Sneakers I do fine at finding, but dress shoes suck! At least they are hobbit feet and not beastly sasquatch-sized ones. Another thing about my feet, apparently they get REALLY swollen when I drive for 10 hours straight and do not use cruise control because I want to speed. I made Alex and Lia rub them. I had to wear teds (hospital thingies) for days to get them to deflate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32847269-115798921802954910?l=trapped-in-the-midwest.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32847269/posts/default/115798921802954910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32847269/posts/default/115798921802954910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trapped-in-the-midwest.blogspot.com/2006/09/rakes-snakes-and-new-kitty-cats-friday.html' title=''/><author><name>Samantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06190007837458588596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02430686111487445728'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32847269.post-115773300685468898</id><published>2006-09-08T12:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-08T17:54:21.453-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Snakes on a..." well, we don't know because one is missing!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;That is right, one of our snakes is missing! A very large Northern Pacific rattlesnake has vanished from its enclosure. Whether it escaped due to faulty locking or someone stole it, it is no longer in its enclosure. Where it is now, we don't know. It is not in the morgue freezer, so we don't think it died and someone removed its stinky body. Jared the python boy fed his babies yesterday and it was apparently still in its tank, so he didn't take it. We are starting to freak out a bit. More on this later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;Well, Wednesday, I can't remember much of it now. All I remember is a very boring Histology class. Swapna notice I was having a great deal of trouble staying awake. We have a test on Monday. It shouldn;'t be that bad, we'll at least for me, Swapna, and Jack. The Med brats have a combined exam with the Histology, Biochem, and Gross Anatomy. Have fun kiddies!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;I left school at like 3:30 to get food and buy beer for Adam's farewell party. I took a nap, and then headed into town. Saint showed up at the same time, as we were told the party was to start at like 6:30. No such luck. Everything was starting late, Adam wasn't even there yet. I helped by grinding almonds and sesame seeds for a bit, while Adam's friend (who had a cute little baby named Hiro) and his cute Australian friend cut peppers. Other people showed up with food and booze. It was a great party. Probably even more fun than Halloween at Adam's last year. I had eggplant with peppers and mole sauce, 2 kinds of roce, and this amazing mexican corn salad. I emailed the guy who made it today asking for the recipe. Mmm...tasty vegetarian yum-yums! After some food and drinking, a bunch of us were out on the porch talking about video tapes of horrible things (like the death of Steve Irwin) and whether or not it is right to air / view them. Then goodbyes and sleepytime. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;Thursday was torture. I woke up to read for Ecology seminar, all very boring bird demography crap. Blah! Class went faster than I expected though. It felt like we were there for only and hour, not two.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;I was falling asleep during the TA meeting. It was all about how we have to baby our students and scare them so they don't break the microscopes next week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;Instead of finding George to do soem snake slicing, I went to the Library Extravaganza with Swapna. There were free hotdogs (they sucked) and free pop. I ran into a ton of people, including Laura who I haven't seen since May. Surprisingly she was accompanied by her ex, also named Laura. I had to call Laura later to see if they had gotten back together. They have not, so she says. So Swapna, who was a bit gimpy that day and walking very slow (poor girl) went around from table to table listening to people bore us about their databases so we could get green check marks on a card to enter a raffle for some crap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;I went back, Swapna had class, and George was milling my plastic snake head. We sliced for a bit, took notes on what we were doing, and on what I need to work on figuring out. This crap shall wait til Monday as we are currently in crisis mode. George left me to slice and Saurabh came back to the lab to inform me that I had won a raffle prize. I called him a liar and said I'd kick his ass if he was. He said I should buy him a treat for telling me (they would have called anyways). I went to the library and I won a $25 gift card to Walmart! Whoohoo! Free money! I checked the board and saw that Dan from the Med building won a stadium seat cushion. I went over to tell her and then chatted with a very tired Beth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;I headed to the library to send some emails about LGBTQ Alliance, then &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;I went to the video store, then home, ate, then watched some tv. Janelle got voted out of Big Brother! Boo-hoo. I am sad, I wanted her to win. I played guitar a little before bed, fed that cat so he wouldn't wake me up early, and passed out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;Today, I woke up at 8, got out of bed at 8:45, left at 9:45, mailed my loan check home, and got to school at like 10:20 (I think). I tossed my crap on my desk and headed to the lounge to check email and fart around on the internet for half and hour. As I was emailing, George came in and said he needed to talk to me. I felt instantly nervous, maybe he was mad for me coming in late, or he thinks I am not working hard enough. I was scared. It turned out he wanted to ask me about the missing snake. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;After running around, only to find 3 faculty members and my advisor searching the halls and rooms with snake tongs and hooks, it was time for Physiology seminar (the reading of which I neglected to complete during all of the hubub). I called my dad to tell him what happened. He laughed, but is probably not amused. He most definitely has agita, and as per always, I caused it. We all met in the room, and one of Whitaker's students told us Public Safety and the cops had begun evacuating the building. So after much convincing, we headed out. I ran to the lab to get my bookbag, put away my tissue and histology stuff, and turn off the computer. Basically forseeing we'd not be allowed back in for hours. We moved class to a lounge we nazi-ed in the commons building. We were discussing hormone crap when someone from the commons came to inform us that it was a public lounge and classes were not allowed to meet there. Diana (Dr. Hews) said we were kicked out of the science building. The woman was like, "oh, you are the snake people!". Apparently word travels faster than the speed of light around here and everyone knew. After class everyone dispersed before the bbq.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;At the bbq, there was tasty and free food and pop. I got word from George that there were reports of a rattlesnake being found, killed, and buried in Dobbs Park. George went over to ID the body. It was my missing snake. We are concluding that it was a theft and it is being investigated. I should expect to be interviewed during the week. Eek! The head of the department and probably George are being grilled by the media. I hope I get home in time to see this shit on the news. I wonder if my name will be dropped. I hope we catch the monstrous idiot that took my fresh tissue, er, I mean research animal. I am thinking about making a movie. It is called "Snakes in a jail-cell", starring the idiot who got through 3 locks and stole my freakin' snake!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;Now, I plan to go to the video store, go home and torture Eddie with his feather toy, and play some guitar and watch a movie or two. I plan on buying a Trib-Star paper tomorrow to see what sensational crap they write about the incident. More on this for Sunday or Monday's blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32847269-115773300685468898?l=trapped-in-the-midwest.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32847269/posts/default/115773300685468898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32847269/posts/default/115773300685468898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trapped-in-the-midwest.blogspot.com/2006/09/snakes-on.html' title=''/><author><name>Samantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06190007837458588596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02430686111487445728'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32847269.post-115746248114519987</id><published>2006-09-05T09:09:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-05T11:20:46.980-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Movies, sports, stingrays, cops and West Virginia (not necessarily in that order).&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;Wow it has been a while. But I am glad the weekend is over. Friday night I did start watching Season 3 of "Nip/Tuck". Oh, I just learned, like 10 minutes ago literally that my punctuation has been wrong. " " is a TV show and ' ' are movies. Hmm. Anyways the show was quite skanky, and quite good. The Carver turned out who I expected (re: the doc without a dangle). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;Saturday, again, mostly watched "Nip/Tuck" because it was raining in NY and no one really got to play any tennis at the US Open. They just aired stupid old matches of Andre Agassi. Blah! And, more sports dissapointment, AVP in Cinncinnati (sp? - who cares, it's just a stupid city in stupid Ohio) was just men on Saturday. Double blah! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;Sunday was much better. Tennis blew, two matches were guys, and the one supposedly aired women's match was Serena Williams. Not that she is not impressive, I am just not a fan. So I watched movies.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;There is something funny on Fatback and Collards blog about rumors of Maria Sharapova and A-Rod dating. I don;t think so! She could kick anyone's ass, she is friggin' 6'2"!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;I watched 'The Zodiac'. It was decent. I wonder if the real killer is still alive? Probably not. If he is he's probably all wrinkley and withered. He was probably late 20's early 30's when he started those killings. And not that it is over 35 years later the dude must be getting his senior discount by now. It doens't take much strength to fire a gun, but still.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;Then I watched 'The Dark' which was also decent. Not a terribly happy ending though. See, this is why I don't want children. Little girls are mad creepy. They can be used as all sorts of conduits to the dead and evil.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;Volleyball was on and it rocked! Misty May and Kerri Walsh lost the first set, but took the last two to win! It was choclate vs. vanilla that day. There was many a pat on the tush to say "good-job, partner". No tackling hugs though, guess those are only for Olympic scale victories. My dad has a little slide show of those pics from the Olympics. Mmm...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;Whilst debating whether or not to go to Penny's cheap video store (for a two-day rental $3 for new release, $2 for something older - not a bad deal), I watched 'Love + Suicide' yet again. At the beginning, where they show previews, there was one for some movie called 'Surrender' that looked kind of skanky, so I was not terribly interested. But, this morning I found a review for it on Afterellen.com (my favoritest site in the whole world, especially when they have "The L Word" recaps). Apparently, cute lesbian director extraordinaire Katherine Brooks made/ stars in this sexy tale. Not what I'd expect from her, but I must get a hold of this movie now. In other related news, I just pre-ordered her new movie 'Loving Annabelle'. I am pissed that I am trapped out here as it is playing at the ImageOut film festival in back home in October.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;I did go to the video store and brought home many a movie, both good, bad, and hysterically bad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;I watched 'Batman Begins'. Christian Bale is awesome (just not in this movie), Liam Neeson brought Qui-Gon back to life, Cillian Murphy is as good as Peter Sarsgaard (sp?) at being creepy and evil, and Katie Holmes should be shot. Or maybe being Mrs. Tom Cruise is punishment enough. The DVD kept fucking up so that made me hate it all the more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;I watched 'The Cavern' which also blew. It was far too much like 'The Cave', only no cute girls in it and really terrible acting. The whole movie made me claustrophobic. The creature turns out to be a little Russian boy who survived a plane crash and was all deformed so he wore a wully-bully suit and killed cavers so he could eat them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;Another crappy horror movie, 'After Sundown' was truly ridiculous. It was totally a low budget B-movie about a western vampire. I did not know that vampires could create zombies? I think they were mixing genres. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;I bet we could make a good scary B-movie out at Kiewig. The house I live in is a bit creepy, especially the basements and the attics (that's right, there are 2 of each). There is also an old hunting cabin that is uber-creepy. We saw it when we went searching around for crap for Herpetology in the spring. We'd have to shoot it in the early spring or late fall, otherwise we'd all end up with poison ivy and lyme disease. With our eclectic departments we'd have quite a cast. The plot could be our research getting back at us, it would be kind of pet cemetary. Half the department would be killed by bats (Whitaker has sooo many students), I'd have a 'Snakes on a Plane' style death (although I'd love to be the lesbian heroine - Samuel L. style!), I-Han and a couple others would be pecked to death by their birds, something would happen to Jon in the icky pond, Storm would get attcked by spiders or angry crickets, Jake's crayfish would re-animate and pinch him to pieces, and I can't think of what everyone else does. It would be awesome! So much better than my film project in college. I'll write about that tomorrow!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;Monday, I woke up with no plans at all, and decided to watch more movies! I finally watched 'Just Friends'. Ryan Reynolds is hysterical and Anna Faris is crazy! My favorite part was when she kisses his female friend a little too enthusiastically and says "Mmm...Darla". So. Funny. She says he can see other girls later and say "I like girls. Darla" with such great delivery. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;After the funny, I found out from Kailea how The Crocodile Hunter Steve Irwin died. Not a fun way to go. I asked Kailea is she'd rather be impaled by a stingray or eaten by a bear (like Timothy Treadwell). She said bear, I said stingray. Then she laughed at me because I am afraid of horses and cows. Ha! Her pretzel jello came out crappy and no one ate her baked ziti last night!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;Back to the movies. I watched 'The Exorcist:The Beginning'. That was one creepy church! Little boys are mad creepy too. Why are the native in movies always afraid? They are like animals that they can sense bad things coming. Americanized people have totally lost that ability to know when the hell to get out cuz we are too goddamn busy to fear for our own safety. The modern world is more afraid of abortion, gay marriage, and terrorists that it is with other things. Can I move to Canada?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;I watched another B-movie called 'Machined'. Some crazy fat mechanic in the middle of nowhere hits a guy and then decides to fix him with machine parts and turn him into a killer of stranded motorists while he whacks it with vaseline and watches with video cameras. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;I went back to the video store, due to going slightly stir crazy, to return movies, and get more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;I watched 'Wrong Turn' which turned out to be a lot like 'The Hills Have Eyes'. Deformed rednecks trapping travelers and eating them. These ones were inbred, not radioactive though. West Virginia is scary! This is why I am not driving to Eileen's wedding reception in North Carolina in a few weeks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;Back to the B-movies. I watched a slighty skanky vampire movie called 'The Sisterhood'. It cracked me up. It made me want to rent 'Eternal' again. Scary 30 year old vampire sorority chicks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;Back to West Virginia AND creepy little girls, I watched 'Silent Hill'. I have been trying to rent this for a while. It was ok, also an odd ending like 'The Dark'. Scary religious fanatics, abandoned towns, and hot cops. I cheered when the cop chick harassing Radha Mitchell had black creepy creature acid goo thrown on her and threw off her helmet and she was sporting messy, spikey-dykey, bottle-blonde hair. Then she threw off her leather jacket (whick matched her leather pants) and was sporting a very form fitting uniform shirt over some possibly fake boobies. I'd let her cuff me! I'd never seen this actress before, she looks a little like Christina Cox from 'Better Than Chocolate' or a blonde version of a dyked-out Rachel Blackman (the chick with the shaved head and the rocket launcher from Matrix: Revolutions). Mmm...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;Before bed, I watched 'Just My Luck'. I HATE Lidsay Lohan, but it was fun to watch her get tortured for a bit. Why is she so popular? She is funny in 'Freaky Friday', but she is just plain wretched. She is not cute. She is a little freckley tan-orexic lollipop head!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;Today has been super boring and I am trapped at school dipping snake tissue into lots of chemicals until 4pm when we have the departmental seminar. Since I am taking it as a class, I must attend!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;I am very tired, I had to wake up at 6:30 to get to school at 8 so I could learn how to teach a half-hour lab on metric conversions. The cat was making tons of noise that confused and angred me. But I just laid there, I am physiologically not allowed to move until my alarm rings. Anyways why is this not a mandatory thing to know in Indiana??? I think Hoosiers measure things in ears or acres of corn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;English units are mad crazy. Today I learned that a rod is 16.5 feet. I think America got rid of that as being normal. We also don't weigh things in stones (1 stone = 14 pounds), but that is less weird, I hear that a lot in British crap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;Anyways, this blog is very quickly turning into a movie review page. I watch the crap, so you don't have to!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Random fact of the day:&lt;/strong&gt; I did not get my driver's license until I was 22 (legal driving age is 16 in the US, unless you are a crazy farm kid). I took Driver's Ed senior year in high school and did ok or so I thought. Still scary according to my mom - I have been driving for 3 years now and she still puts her foot on the imaginary safety brake (like in driving school cars) when I drive her around. Why is God's name would I wait so long? After high school I went to college and did not need a car where I went, and prefered not to work to pay for one. After college I got a job, and got carted around by family for 3 months until my mom had surgery and I could use her car. The day after her surgery I went for my road test and passed! Less than 2 months later I had enough to buy a new car.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32847269-115746248114519987?l=trapped-in-the-midwest.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32847269/posts/default/115746248114519987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32847269/posts/default/115746248114519987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trapped-in-the-midwest.blogspot.com/2006/09/movies-sports-stingrays-cops-and-west.html' title=''/><author><name>Samantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06190007837458588596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02430686111487445728'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32847269.post-115714121532299815</id><published>2006-09-01T15:34:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-01T16:07:37.706-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Grad Seminar courses = Downside: Lots of dense reading and discussion / Upside: No tests!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;Wednesday there was mail for me. Everything I expected. It was annoying to bring the boxes into town to throw out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;There was food and tv watching. The series premier of 'Bones' was awesome!!! After the only good thing on that night, I decided to give a run through of my new CDs. I was sidtracted for a long tome by the new Nields CD. It is tradiational and childrens song. Very fun and well done. That will be in my car for quite a while.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;I called home to tak to Kailea and then decided to take a teeny nap before tennis recaps on tv. While I was dozing I hear a plastic crash and turned on the light to seem Eddie with my glasses on his mouth! This is not his first venture into optical theft. He stole Kailea's glasses and chewed the lenses up a bit when she came out to visit me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;Tennis recaps blew. It was full of men. I did see a iTunes/ iPod commercial with Bob Dylan. Yeah!!! New Bob music!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;Thursday I woke up far too early. I had to read for Ecology seminar. It was an ok read. Not too technical or boring. Was a bit a review from Conservation Bio class. Class went well. But I think next week the pressure will be on. We'll see.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;The TA meeting was short and boring. There are many fish left alive now. They seemed to be doing ok. Hopefully they'll last a while even though we are done with them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;I started to email people from the LGBTQ Alliance (I am their glorious Vice-Lez) so we can schedule our first meeting. We have a day and a time, now to plan the first meeting to recruit, I mean, get new members of the group. Everyone is freakin' busy so the newbies better step it up. There should be pizza at the meeting. Free food is the best way to get college kids to show up anywhere. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;Instead of playing with the microtome to figure out the best knife angles, I decided (at George's suggestion) to move it into our lab from the Med building. So much easier, but now I have to hear Saurabh blah blah blah-ing to India while I am slicing shit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;I talked to Kailea and went home for some pizza. Very boring. I did watch a movie "Love + Suicide" that was pretty decent. The lead chick looks like Caroline Dhavernas from 'Wonderfalls'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;'Big Brother' was pretty good. No more Danielle or Chicken George. Yeah! I watched 3 old episodes of 'The Office'. Lia and I can't wait for it to start up again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;I went to sleep at like 10:30 and was supposed to wake up at 12:30 to watch tennis recaps but did not wake up til 4:15. Damn! I'll have to watch it tonight (Friday). I gotta know who is playing who and when tomorrow. So exciting!!! Sports-gasm!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;Today I didn't leave bed until 10am, and then read comfortably pajama'd for Physiology seminar for an hour and a half. Very boring though. It was all hormone review. This class is gonna suck. At least there are no tests! (that I know of).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;Now I am squatting down in the GIS lab blogging so Kailea can laugh at me for 10 minutes. I will go home and probably start watching Nip/ Tuck Season 3.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Random fact of the day:&lt;/strong&gt; I hate cops with a fiery and unyielding passion. Protect and serve, blah blah blah. That's nice, But they really seem to be sheep dogs for people; blocking the roads I need to go down for big concerts, catching me speeding on my way home to or from NY state. But I love chick cops! On tv or in movies or like the one at Target that one time. She made me walk into the edge of a display. Lust hurts. Girls in military uniforms can be good too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32847269-115714121532299815?l=trapped-in-the-midwest.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32847269/posts/default/115714121532299815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32847269/posts/default/115714121532299815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trapped-in-the-midwest.blogspot.com/2006/09/grad-seminar-courses-downside-lots-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Samantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06190007837458588596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02430686111487445728'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32847269.post-115693962945395651</id><published>2006-08-30T07:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-30T17:19:06.416-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Big fuckin' knife!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;The other day (Monday) after I got home, I ate a burger and went to sleep. I woke up at 10:30 cuz I had to pee. Since I was up I called Kailea and chatted for a bit, then just stayed up to watch the US Open tennis recap on tv. I saw a new commercial that I love. It is a Nike tennis commercial with Maria Sharpova. She is on her way to a match and everone around her starts singing "I Feel Pretty" from West Side Story at her. It is a riot...and Maria Sharapova is in it. There is one bitch chick and a camera operator that make me laugh everytime. The song ends as the match begins and she returns the ball with a scream. I quickly realized that Kim Clijsters in not playing this year at the US Open! She won last year, so I can she the whole "why bother?", but she is so good...and blonde...and Belgian! At least my favorite little Czech Nicole Vaidisova advances. She beat out some little American black chick. After the recap, more sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;Yesterday (Tuesday - for those of you lucky enough to be able to not keep track of what day it is) I woke up and got to school at the unholy hour of 7:30 am. So. Wrong. I got the episode of Deadwood from Sunday, and headed to lab for another 2 hours of dead goldfish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;Poor Swapna, they tried to walk all over her. They were loud and needed a freakin' cattle prod to get going when she said they could start their experiments. I told her, if she needs me to be loud at them for any reason, it is no problem. I had to holler a few times to get them moving or to pay attention. More goldfish died, I was bored senseless.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;After the goldfish, I went and made a nice computer copy of my schedule so George knows where I am during the day and when we can meet to work on things for the snake project. Unfortunately, I still have to tape one to my lab door so the brats I teach can find me for help if the need it. I would like them to pass or do well. I am already feeling that the word "bitch" will be reappearing in my TA evaluations for this semester.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;I gave Swapna a ride home so she could finish setting up her and Jack's new apartment. I went to Walmart to buy Nip/ Tuck: Season 3 and South Park: Season 8 on dvd. I also ended up with a few other movies including "Don't Tell" with my favorite Italian actress, Giovanna Mezzogiorno. So. Hot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;I came back to school, to find George made Model #1 of our embedding mold/ mount dealy and wanted me to mix some acrylic to do some test slicing because our big honkin' tungsten-carbide microtome blade came in. So I mixed some smelly acrylic goo in the Physiology lab because it has a good digital balance. I had to walk in on a class ro meeting or something to get to the prep room, but I was quiet. I swear I was gonna pass out from the goo I made, it was so strong. I think next time this will vbe done under a fume hood. After I filled the mold, I popped it in the fridge and went home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;At home, much to my surprise, my Histology text came from Amazon earlier than I was told to expect it. It is now sitting in my bookbag, and will likely remain there all weekend. I ran upstairs to take a shower and then watch the last episode of Deadwood!!! It was good, but it cuold have been better. I am sad that it is over. I hope they make those 2 2-hour mini-movie thingies to wrap up the show.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;At 8, I watched that Celebrity Duets show on FOX. Holy crap it is very odd. I only watch it because Lucy Lawless (aka Xena Warrior Princess) is on it. She did ok. She looked thin, and way too blonde. Like a six-foot goldilocks! I like the dark hair on her better. Lea Thompson was also on, she was lookin' nice! During the show, my housemate Saint called to tell me Xena was on it. He was in the apartment attached to the house only 10 meters away. Haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;During all the bad singing, I kind of watched Big Brother and Rockstar: Supernova. Janelle won the veto, and Storm Large may be going home tonight. So I went to sleep for like 2 hours and woke up to watch the US Open recap at 12:30. Apparently it poured boatloads so not many people got to play. At least Amelie Mauresmo is advancing. Yeah for French lezzie tennis players!!! Rafeal Nadal doesn't really speak English, and men's tennis (men) bores me into fits of rage. I should have stayed asleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;I went back to bed, only to wake up at 6am to a hungry kitty cat in my face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;Apparently Histology will be staying at 9am, not 8:30, so I can sleep in an extra half hour Mondays and Wednesdays. Yeah. It was boring (I hate cell bio crap!), the slides were ok in lab, I got to leave early so I went to talk to Beth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;Then, teaching more farm-kids with dead goldfish. Only, no dead ones in my section today. RG went to PetSmart, not PetCo, this time for the fishies. They seemed much healthier to begin with.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;George came and found me a little after lab so we could start the test chopping. It went ok. No blood or injuries from the big fuckin' knife, no broken $1100 dollar big fuckin' knife, just lots of little plastic shreds for me to clean up. It was a little frustrating at first, but we are formulating out plan of attack. Which means I get to spend much time chopping and measuring, and playing with snake bits for the next 5 days. I went to chat with Beth at one point and she gave me M+M's! I made her crack up calling it "like a chocolate rainbow in my hand".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;After all the cutting of the plastic, I went to look for Dr. Lima to copy the reading we are discussing tomorrow at bright and fuckin' sunny 9am. To early for him to be pointing at us demanding answers. i think I mentioned this before. At least it is only 30 pages. Instead, I found some guy, who I can't remember his name, that is new to our department and in that class. He was very friendly and he let me copy his copy. We chatted about or projects and I moved along to collect my shit and post before Kailea yells at me again for being boring. Hi sis!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;No to eat of the yet-to-be-determined foods, and relax. The season premiere of Bones is on tonight. Yeah!!! More Emily Deschanel. I like Zooey (her sister) better. But Temperance Brennan is one hot nerd! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;Apparently there are more boxes from Amazon at home. Jon Cox was out at the pond at at the house some mail lady was giving him boxes. Those should be my Physiology seminar text, and my Ditty Bops + Liz Phair CDs!!! All three will probably live in my car's CD player for the next month.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Random fact of the day:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;In honor on an earlier discussion today with Beth &lt;/em&gt;---&gt; I am slightly afraid of horses and cows. I just can't trust an animal with a head that big! They freak me out a bit. They are also weird with their big thick bodies and their super-skinny little stick legs. How does that work?!?! I have gone horseback riding before, and have touched a cow. My parents think it is funny that horses make me a little nervous. They still bring up the equine vet practice trip from Vet Explorers when I was in high school. I would not volunteer to go use the ultrasound on the horse cuz it made me nervous. That thing was huge!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32847269-115693962945395651?l=trapped-in-the-midwest.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32847269/posts/default/115693962945395651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32847269/posts/default/115693962945395651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trapped-in-the-midwest.blogspot.com/2006/08/big-fuckin-knife-other-day-monday.html' title=''/><author><name>Samantha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06190007837458588596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='02430686111487445728'/></author></entry></feed>