Optimism like sleepy

This week hasn't been all bad, really. Here are the good points:

1) I saved some sort of seedling at lab yesterday. I am hoping it is a baby Red Alder. It was half-trampled, so I put it in a cup with some well-draining silt and took it home and gave it water and a window. Today he is looking rather chipper. I shall name him...GERARD. It means "brave spear," and I think it suits because he was eking out a living in a rather scary environment and one day he will be TALL AND STRAIGHT LIKE SPEAR OF DOOM.

2) I may have figured out something to do with my summer other than go home and go back to work at Blockbuster. There's a possibility that I might land an internship at the Point Defiance Zoo for the summer. If that happens, my family will let me stay up here this summer. If that falls through, I can go back to Daryl's hometown with him, summer with his family, and work on the docks. That sounds like more fun to me than a lot of you can imagine. I love small towns, boats, water, and moderate physical labor, and fileting fish wouldn't gross me out. (I have scraped rat guts off logs at 7AM once a week for two years, for God's sake. Nothing gets more gross than that. They are sticky and STRETCHY. *shudders*) Plus I've never been to Alaska in the summer and I would LOVE to see the Aurora Borealis. I'm gonna think about it for a bit and then tell my family.

3) I got a 94% on my Lab Exam. If you guys can't remember, that's the one where I had fifty flashcards of plants and animals and had to memorize their kingdom, phylum, class, common name, and species name and be able to identify them on sight and diferentiate between similar organisms. Can you say I kick ass? Oh, I do.

4) That japanese quiz I thought I failed? I got an 83%. Which is not as good as the 90% I was aiming for, but it is far better than what I was expecting.

5) I figured out how to do that goddamn chem quiz. Finally. So Imma go finish it now so I can turn it in at two.

I am Jack's shattered will to live,

Just so everyone knows what sort of week I am having, I'm going to outline the whole thing here from last Saturday to next Saturday. That way if I seem a little fried, you know why.

Saturday: Re-dyed hair, ate dinner with family. Something about the dinner didn't work and I got horribly ill that night. Couldn't sleep, but thought it was because of being so sick.

Sunday: Woke up exhausted, worked on as much homework as I could. Tried to go to bed, but couldn't sleep well at all.

Monday: Found out a take-home quiz was due in Chem that I had never gotten. It being given out is not mentioned on any assignment sheet I have. I mention it to my prof and she lets me have it to turn in the next day before classes. I work on two papers that night after being in lab all day and don't have time to start the quiz. I don't well sleep that night.

Tuesday: Spend six hours working on the first problem of the quiz. After that, I can't remember conversion factors, so can't do the other two problems. Talk to prof, she gives me until 2PM on Wed to finish it up. Head off to lab and get soaking wet, cold, and cut up while sampling insects at a stream because coordination is fucked due to lack of sleep. Study for the first Japanese quiz of the week. Wake up six times over the course of the night and dream I'm doing acid-base titration problems.

Wednesday: Get up at three because I can't sleep and be bored for a while, go back to bed, get up at seven to study Japanese more and maybe try to figure out why I can't to the other two problems on the quiz. There may or may not be an in-class Bio quiz today or Friday. I have a paper due tomorrow and two midterms on Friday, and I am so tired I want to cry.

Thursday: I have to turn in paper and study like whoa.

Friday: Take the tests, collapse from exhaustion with roomie.

Saturday: Catch a terribly early plane home.

If I can't get a decent night's sleep before Saturday night, I am going to DIE.

Hey, third time's the charm on sleep, right? Let's see if I can fall asleep in less than five hours of lying in bed this time...

Dear Printer:

Unlike my laptop, which I understand I am stuck with until the end of time and can't do anything to make worse, I don't have to keep you. So keep in mind the next time you print out 12 pages of exclamation points that I will gladly throw your ass out the fucking WINDOW.

Oh insomnia, how I hate you.

If you see this face in real life, it is not genuine emotion.

Napping Messages

I think this is one of the cutest things I have ever seen.

Oh, and I almost forgot

Nick: So what are you guys up to tonight?
Me: We don't know yet.
Nick: Neither do I. I'm not really one of those guys with a PLAN, I just do things as they come along, you know? So I hate it when people ask me what I'm gonna do.
Me: Don't worry, I wasn't going to.

I don't know if he was more upset that I said that, or if it took him a full ten seconds to get it. The conversation went downhill from there. Sometimes my witty banter makes men cry. *grins*

Because I'm bored

Our dorm has a news flyer called the "T/P Potty Press" (our hall is Todd/Phibbs) that comes out every Monday. I think I mentioned it in this post a few months back. If you can't tell from that, it can be pretty scary at times.

This week they decided to run a "Tips Sheet" type one, and since I'm bored, I'm going to give my opinion on what they have to say.

First of all, we come to the list of "Ten Tips to Help You Sleep." Here's what my brilliant dorm-mates have to say:
1) Create a restful place to sleep.
2) Sleep on a comfortable, supportive mattress and foundation.
3) Give yourself permission to go to bed.
4) Unwind early in the evening.
5) Develop a sleep ritual.
6) Keep regular hours.
7) Exercise regularly.
8) Cut down on stimulants.
9) Don't smoke.
10) Reduce alcohol intake.

And here's what brilliant me has to say:
1) Why the fuck are you telling people who live in a dorm to create a restful place to sleep? My wall is against the men's showers. There is a REASON I have learned to sleep with my iPod on. White noise isn't always enough.
2) So are you planning on buying all 198 of us new mattresses, then? Please do.
3) This I can do. And it's a good point, actually.
4) Yeah, I do this, in my own special way. I change my music.
5) Got a sleep ritual.
6) Telling college kids to keep regular hours is like trying to make a sloth train for a decathlon. We can't. Do. It.
7) Yeah, I do this. And it does help me crawl into bed and pass out. But I'm not sure that counts as "restful."
8) I'd like to think that caffeine is less of a "stimulant" to me now. Maybe something more important, like...hemoglobin.
9) I'm allergic to cigarette smoke.
10) AAAAnnnnd I'm not thinking killing my R.E.M. cycle is my issue here.

My conculsion: Teach me how to FIX MY BACK, damnit. This list sucks.

Oh, but here's the one that really amuses me.
NINE SEX TIPS
1) Masturbate, masturbate, masturbate- Okay, so I can see where they're going here. It's good to know what you like. But don't become like the guy from Sexy Losers who can't have sex because he's too used to doing it himself. 0.0
2) Lube makes the world go round.- Um, well, part of the idea of sex is to make your partner into it enough to make this unnecessary. Unless you're engaging in something which requires it. Relying on lube means you don't care. XP* Or you could just be having THAT much sex...
3) Never knock a sex toy until you've tried it. - Unless, of course, the idea of inserting a plug into your ass makes you the opposite of aroused. The interest has to be there. =_=;
4) Put a condom on it. - Agreed.
5) File your fingernails- Thank GOD someone said it. I don't know why it never occurs to guys that doing this might be a good idea.
6) Don't censor your fantasies- unless they involve chicken blood, babies,dead people, or your brother's wife.
7)If you're bored, hit the fast forward button.- No. If you're bored, you're doing it wrong.
8) Ask for what you want and you're more likely to get it.- Yes indeedy. We are not mind readers, now are we?
9) Sexual pleasure is a matter of individual preference- make up a tip of your very own.
That's cheating, but okay. Choose music that suits the mood you're in.

Do you guys agree that reading this stuff while you're peeing is a little strange?

*grins*

Great idea for a new AMV: Berserk to (Hed) p.e.'s "Dangerous." It would be great for showcasing the tension between Griffith and Guts, ne?

None of you have any idea what that song is, do you. Bastards.

My family thinks I broke the laptop.

*facepalm*

Today I learned yet again not to stick my tongue out at guys.

I was walking down the hall and I see Mat (not to be confused with Matt from Comic House. Pay attention to the number of Ts), who stole a movie from me last week and then loaned it to his roomie. *growls* His roomie sees me and asks if I want it back, so I (politely) say yes, then stick my tongue out at Mat. The following conversation ensues.

Mat: *to the (brilliant) friend* "I just got a tongue stud stuck out at me."
Mat's (brilliant) friend: "Yeah, it had a piercing, too." *snicker*
Mat: "That's the equivalent of a mumble blagh iplk"
Me: "The equivalent of a wha?"
Mat: "A fuck you."
Me: "No, sweetie, a fuck you is this." *shows her middle finger and smiles*
Mat's friend: "She's a mean girl."
Mat: *huge grin at me* "No, no she's not."
Mat's friend: "So that was a nice fuck you?"
Mat: "Yes."
Me: "Yes, yes it was. A very nice fuck you."
Mat's friend: *snickers as he links tongue stud to 'a nice fuck you' and Mat*
Me: *mental facepalm at my own stupidity*

Please allow me to introduce myself.

Today was a FANTAsTIC day. Wanna know why?


HAMMOCK!


Matt took this pic. Blame him!

And where there's hammocks, there's trees. I had a lot of pics, so I just chose one of each of us to introduce you all to the future members of Comic House.


WREN- She's the Theme House Student Coordinater by unanimous vote. She goes to meetings, plans events, keeps everyone else in line, and cooks a mean dinner.


SARAH- Wren's current and future roommate. Looks smashing in Wren's shades, and is good at being quiet for a while then saying something murderously funny.


MATT- The third party to the devious roommate duo. Loves to salsa, climb trees, smoke lots of pot, and hiss at stangers. This pic also has the best lighting EVAR.


MADDO- Matt brought her into our little group mid-semester. She's a comic, anime, and Elfquest buff who has amazing taste in clothes. When she found out about Comic House, she was immediately interested. Had it not been for her, Wren might never have actually gotten it all together.


DARYL- Last but not least, the resident Spiderman Wannabe. He used to have hair. Daryl knows more about Marvel comics than anyone I have ever met. The people at the local comic store know him by name.

And there you have us, folks!

"I heard you were dead."

No, just strung out on Comtrex. Wanna see? Of course you do.


This is me discovering that my hand is still on the door handle. I walked in and slid to the floor because the meds were messing with my sense of balance. Ever felt like you were still and the hall was walking? Yeah, this is what you look like after experiencing that kind of sensation.


Here I am, seeking solace on the floor, because I figured that the more of my body was touching it, the less likely it was that the room would do funky things. I might also have been trying to save my eyes from my roomie's flash, but I can't really remember. This was the fourth pic she took, tho.


Okay, yeah, I was probably getting sick of the flash.


This is me whining at my roomie. As you can see, it didn't work. By this point I am seeing so many spots it isn't even funny...


This is me trying to attack her. As you can tell, she was terrified. Which is why she didn't stop taking the damn photos.


However, once I finally made it to the bed, she decided it was time to stop. Her feet were in range, and she is quite ticklish.

That is all.

So I licked some bald guy's scalp today.

This day wasn't supposed to suck. Which is part of why it is so sucky.

*gives up and goes to bed* In bed by midnight on a Friday. I had a better night life back in STL. As if I already didn't feel like a boring loser.

Well, I had a great day. We got accepted into the house, so next year I get a kitchen. And it's big and looks relatively nice, too.

Also got to hang out with a lot of cool people who I don't usually do things with, and we had a lot of fun.

Then we get back to the dorm and Matt leaves me and Sarah without even fucking saying a word, then comes back stoned and wondered why we were mad. We had plans. I don't care if he wants to cancel. That's fine. Just don't fucking walk off and not tell me.

A hearty fuck you to Basement Matt.

Guess what I got today?

ヂギカメ！

My digital camera!

::EDIT::
Oh, and I dyed my hair again.

I never have any clue when my family is talking to me anymore.

"Lauren!"

...

"LAUREN!!"

...

..."Wren?"

*looks up* "yeah?"

::EDIT BEFORE DINNER::

People like this make me angry: TeeHee! I make more money than all of you! OMG, why so SULKY!

Ugh

Wow, chem lab today could have been so much worse than it was. Had I not managed to catch two math errors, I would have had to do the whole damn thing over. As it is, I got out an hour early.

I am the Queen of Titrations... and the Bitch of Calculations. =/