Looking for astronauts

Assuming that I can get someone to cover my shift on the 19th, I’ll be seeing Andy Fastow speak! There was an overwhelming response and so they moved the event to the big auditorium on campus and everyone who responded right away is getting a ticket! They’re taking this shit seriously. Apparently there will be security and we’re discouraged from bringing backpacks and big bags…I can understand. I mean, this guy was part of something fucking awful that should have probably landed him in jail longer than 6 years. White collar crime is so fucked up. 

So, I just had this weird thought: it might be kind of fun to take an ovulation test. I was just thinking about how weird it was that I got a lot of compliments the other day even though I was tired and looked like death and then as I was trying to figure out what that was all about I remembered something my marketing research teacher said the other day. She mentioned this study, that I actually read in my buyer behavior course last year. HMMM… Maybe I appeared ugly but my hormones caused people to ignore that. But yeah, an ovulation test would be hilarious fun. I could run my own highly unscientific study and just see if I can perceive difference in how people react to me during that other time of the month. 

I need to write an essay for contemporary theory and I haven’t even picked a topic. I don’t understand enough to bullshit five pages…or however long it needs to be. 

For the first time since- I don’t know, junior high??- I went on a field trip. Haha! It was for a my geo lab. We all hopped on a bus and went up to Flagstaff to look at rocks. On the way back, Tamara and I discussed the importance of validation. I reflected that the greatest points in my life have been when my feelings were validated. It’s sad that I had to go to therapy to be validated, though. Then she was talking about going through old diaries and seeing how she’d invalidated herself. The girl sitting in front of us turned around and chimed in that she’d done the same thing and we all had a short, albeit passionate, conversation about how shitty our lives apparently were during puberty. The overall conclusion was thank goodness we turned out alright.

I signed up for summer classes, but then I was going over my degree audit and realized that I would only have six classes left after that…so I went to see one of my advisers yesterday and she said I would be fine just taking the summer off. This has even greater implications, though! Hannah is going to London for a summer class abroad and there’s a possibility that I can go over there for a week!! It’s not set in stone, but we’ve already started making lists of all the wonderfully touristy things to do across the pond. If I’m feeling really ambitious, I can can even line up my trip so that I can go with Mollie and her boyfriend to visit Chris in NYC. How great would that be?? If Chris doesn’t have a girlfriend by then I can get a little guilt-free action before flying to London. ;D

Gosh I freaking love Spotify. After several failed radio stations I finally struck gold when I based one off The National. 

I don’t know what to get my mom for her birthday. Blehhhh. Ooh! Yeah, I literally just thought of something. Maybe a DNA test for Baxter?? She definitely wants one but I’m not sure she’ll ever get it done if it’s not given to her. I’m going to have to go look into that. I’m sure she’d love to know what makes that mutt tick. <3