It’s called Noah’s Ark ’cause it has all the meats
Yesterday was my mom’s birthday, so I drove home for the evening to have dinner and hang out some. I think Mom was disappointed I didn’t bring Isabell or spend the night. She had a bag of Isabell’s food sitting on the counter and a wind up toy bunny to give to her. I brought the toy home and took video of Isabell playing with it so that Mom could see how much her present was appreciated! =) I got mom that dog breed DNA test to use on Baxter. Dad got her ballroom dancing lessons! He’s such a secret cheeseball… We went to an artsy pizza place for dinner with Mom’s sister and my cousin Adam.
I caught a cold somewhere along the line this week. After biking to class Wednesday I realized I was screwed. I took some sudafed and that helped a little, but instead of resting I had to go work on a group project that was due Thursday. After that I had to go home and study for two midterms. I didn’t end up going to sleep until around 1AM and then I forced myself to get up at 4:30 so that I could read an entire chapter on Georg Simmel. My professor always pronounces his name like the American "George" and it’s obnoxious. He also pronounces "verstehen" really weird (ver-STAHN). I’m pretty sure that a good rule for German is to pronounce every letter.
Anyway. Still sick. I have another midterm in a few hours. I need to finish my homework for that class and I guess study a little bit. I have work from 4:15 to 8:15. At least its only a four hour shift… I’ll probably hype myself up on sudafed and ibuprophen before hand just to make it through.
I also need a hair cut. Badly. I’ve got those dumb little ‘wings’ that form at the nape of the neck for short hair cuts. I’m tempted to get my hair cropped a LOT closer this time just so I don’t have to deal with it. Also, I think it’d be nice for when I bike so that my hair doesn’t look like I step into a wind tunnel each morning. The only problem is that I have a gigantic forehead. BLEH.
Got some stuff to write about with Meghan and Hannah later, but right now I need a shower and to do some homework.
Did you ever want to get three or four people to spit into one of those dog DNA test things, and maybe wipe it on a couple of truck stop toilet seats just to see what it would come back as?
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