| Broken heart |
[Feb. 6th, 2007|11:43 pm] |
Tomorrow I get to dissect the still-beating heart of a live chick embryo.
...and you thought I was going to write something emo. |
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| I'm at Work! |
[Jul. 30th, 2006|09:21 pm] |
| [ | Current Location |
| | IMAX | ] |
| [ | mood |
| |  restless | ] |
| [ | music |
| | There's a hole in the wall where the boys can see it all. | ] |
WOAH!!
Monica helped me log onto Livejournal again because I had forgotten what my username was, so I couldn't get my password sent to me (also forgotten) because I didn't have any info. The end.
Ian is back from Colorado but I have to work til 11 and he has to be at work til 11 so I can not see him until tomorrow, thus making me sad. The end.
Summer! It is summer now, in case you hadn't noticed. I don't have midterms or homework or lab section or even English so I've started writing in really long, run-on sentences. The end.
I'm trying to find an apartment for my sister and I and it's really hard to find anything I like that's available before August 31st that's close enough (walking or bus-wise) to the U. The end.
I've been reading lots of sci-fi; I really like Arthur C. Clark and Isaac Assimov. Monica is making fun of me. The end.
Idaho is so lucky. They have a lot of potatoes. Potatoes can just taste like air, unless you put a lot of seasonings on them. I like twice-baked potatoes, and scalloped potatoes, and mashed potatoes. I like lots of butter on my mashed potatoes, but Becky thinks they're boring. Jason Borchert claims they have a special flavor that is only available from mashed potatoes, but Becky thinks they don't have that "Come back for more" Flavor. It's hard to type things as people are saying them. The end.
Sooo peeople are going to start coming down for the next show so I'm going to consider doing some work. But I might just log back into myspace.
-Fin- |
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| Pi-Day vs. Finals |
[Mar. 16th, 2006|01:34 am] |
No one can begin to understand how upset I am. I forgot about pi-day until about 10 o'clock pm Pi-Day Night. ME! ME!!!!! THE GIRL WITH THE FUCKING PI SYMBOL PERMANENTLY TATTOOED ONTO HER SKIN!!!!!
I HATE FINALS. I HATE SCHOOL. -lol- Though really. How did this happen?
Last year we made pie and I used excess crust to make 3.14159 and baked the little numbers too. It was tres cool. This year? This year, I studied reactions of alkanes with alkyl halides.
I really do hate schol. Linguistics final in.. 7 hours. No sleep in sight.
Keep your fingers crossed if you're up at 8:30. Or if you remember me at 2:30 Two two-hour finals in one day is rather brutal. But then I get to go to Montana. Huzzaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhh............. |
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| Saving Face(book) |
[Mar. 9th, 2006|11:22 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| |  sleepy | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Kamelot | ] |
It happened.
Someone finally made me a Facebook o_O Thank you, Katie. I'm so hip and up-to-date now. I have myspace, flicker, livejournal and facebook. And I went through all your friends and added them to mine. Well, not all of them. I don't know most your Church friends, but I added a lot of the ones from hs =) I was especially excited to see Vince for some reason...lol
Soooo I haven't written in a few days. My mom spent Tuesday night in jail. No, not for arson. Something else. What do you expect; it had been like four days without some sort of authority showing up at her house. Apparently, she threw something at her boyfriend. I believe my sister said it was a cellphone charger. Then, she....called....the police... and reported herself... for domestic violence. I ask myself, "wtf?!?!?!" with as many question marks and exclamation points as you can easily visualize. No idea. My mom makes no sense to me anymore.
She's not allowed to go back to the house without a police escort now. I hope my sister moves out of there soon...
BUT, we have baby artichokes. They are cooking in the rice maker as we speak. No one knows how long it will take for them to cook, but I'm sure they'll be delicious regardless. They're so cute and tiny. I'm sooo tired I go collapse now. MMM sleep. Tomorrow's the last day of the quarter =D =D =D |
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| Figurative Cherry |
[Mar. 4th, 2006|01:20 am] |
| [ | mood |
| |  er... nerdy...? | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Stabbing Westward | ] |
Here I am. Writing my very first live journal entry. I don't really know what my page looks like since Jason started everything, but I can honestly say this is the first time I, Cat Adams Extraordinaire Egyptian Esquire (okay, maybe not the last one... or last two.. possibly last three, depending on whether or not you like me), typed anything into the page. I'd like to set a few things straight:
1) Wahoooooooooooo.
2) My nails are black with pink polka dots.
3) I really suck at maintaining things like myspace, livejournal, etc. In fact, myspace and livejournal are the only myspace-y or livejournal-y things I have, and both were created by friends of mine that wanted me to have them. So there you go. No, I don't have Facebook. Unless someone makes me an account for it.
4) The rumors are true. I ate the rest of the brownies.
So... uh.. what do I do now? Do I pretend like it's a journal, and write about my day? I had fun at archery tonight...idunno... we made bad puns like we usually do and shot at a foam-headed dummy named Will. It makes "Fire at Will!" ever so much more amusing. Amy threatens to kill me when I continue these puns. Oh, the huge manatee...
So I have work in 7.5 hours (as of 1:27 am... so that makes work in 1.55 hours, but who's dividing by 60...) though I'm not tired because I skipped all my clases, slept in late, and read a book instead of doing anything school-related. Much like Thursday...oi. I found that I can read a whole book for every day that I skip all my classes. One more week of classes until finals and I haven't gone to linguistics in two weeks, let alone glanced at the textbook. Well, that was a lie. I've glanced at the textbook. I think I may have even tripped over it, but the fact remains that I certainly haven't been keeping up with the material.
Er.. I just accidentally posted this before I was done writing. I guess that's as good a place to stop as any. I could try to write something really artsy, wrapping today's part of my life together in some clever metaphor, perhaps involving how my room is currently littered with papers, or how I can see a box of colored pencils out of the corner of my right eye. But I think I'll say "bladdidy blah" and call it a day. Or night. I'll settle for early morning. |
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| (no subject) |
[Mar. 1st, 2006|12:48 am] |
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| |  chipper | ] |
Hi. I'm Cat. I'm currently studying Chemistry while ![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif?v=88.8) punkjr updates this for me. |
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