Respect bacteria; they're the only culture some people have...

Yesterday the summary of my Asian Art class was "Fish! Fish!" Say it in a soft little Chinese accent and you'll understand why I am in love with the class. Also, in Japanese religion Maddo and I had fun imagining what the wooden device up front was, from a bludgeoning device to a prehistoric funnoodle. It turned out to actually be a Mochi maker. Oh well.

Today I'm baking bread, and I had a bit of a run-in with some bitch in the cafeteria. I asked for an egg, which they've always given me, and she freaks out:
"WE DON'T SEll RAW EGGS."
*surprised and confused*"Since when? Last semester I got them here all the ti-"
*glares* "SINCE NEVER."

Well, excuse me. I'm e-mailing dining services about her today and asking when the policy changed, since I was always under the impression there was no problem. We've gotten -waxed paper- from that fucking place. I thought they were okay with supplying us with baking stuff.

I've only done one math assignment for my Calc class and I already hate it. All my other classes, however, are a total blast. Sarah and I are already making Ecology jokes:

Maddo: *discussing my hate of 'Singin in the Rain'*"You're just biased."
Me and Sarah, in unison: "Bias? Oh no! Where's our random number generator?!"

I'm going to update Moose Tree a bit and wait for my dough to rise. Nice thing about bread is that it's easy, fun, incredibly yummy, and the dough can keep well in the freezer, so you can make large batches and save time later.

Damnit, I still need an egg for my rolls, though. Stupid facilities bitch.