So this meme (or whatever they're called) has been going around, and I finally got tagged on facebook, but I thought I'd put it here with slightly different answers before I edit it and (maybe) put it up there.
1. Sometimes I stay up all night, because I can and also because I'm afraid of running out of time.
2. I have a, hopefully irrational, fear that my irregular sleeping habits will make me more at risk for degenerative brain diseases when I'm older.
3. Blogging kind of makes me uncomfortable, because it's all about me and I cannot fathom anybody being that interested in my life. It's a lot of pressure to entertain.
4. I sometimes like to imagine what the world would be like today had the Edict of Milan never existed.
5. I've never been more introspective than when I was in 1st year, the worst time of my life.
6. In order to feel motivated to do something, I have to feel there's a good reason. It could be just altruism, but there has to be a reason that I feel makes my effort worthwhile.
7. I'm a big ol' feminist, and all around equalist.
8. I really don't like or agree with any of the labels that could theoretically be applied to me.
9. I wish I could be paid to learn things - book knowledge and experience knowledge and physical knowledge (like sports/ martial arts)
10. Despite disagreeing at an ideological level with the founding principles of the movies, I thoroughly enjoyed both Death Race and The House Bunny (and I won't feel guilty about it.)
11. When I was little I tried to figure out how to pee standing up. It really doesn't work.
12. You mess with my friends, I mess with you.
13. I love a clean house, but hate cleaning (don't we all?)
14. I don't follow any shows because a) I never know when they're on and b) there's usually a game on at the same time. Despite this, the tv is usually on for a couple hours a day, even just as background noise.
15. I pride myself on being open-minded and accepting (although I have issues with the word)
16. I don't feel like I can be myself around my family. I've never been that close to them (don't get me wrong, I love them dearly).
17. I want dogs and I want to travel, and those things don't really mix. So I'm gonna have to get my traveling done sooner rather than later.
18. Sometime in my life I want to live with a friend.
19. I want to roadtrip somewhere this summer with my peeps, and we will sing along with ABBA and mixed cds.
20. After I graduate, I want to spend some time just having fun - traveling, doing out-of-character things.
21. My favourite food has got to be the DQ Blizzard, or similar style milkshakes. Healthy, no?
22. I like to peruse craigslist, despite knowing I'll never actually respond/buy anything.
23. I can never have too many graphic t-shirts.
24. Of all the superpowers, I wish I could stop time (and shapeshift).
25. I still can't drive.
Yay, you finished!
Saturday, February 7, 2009
Monday, February 2, 2009
Operation Cheesy Annhilation
So in between keeping myself up at night and bemoaning my inadequacies, occasionally something happens that won't be tedious to read about, and this is one of those times.
For a project of his, my brother had to make a sphere, a cube, and a cone out of uncommon building materials. For the sphere, he chose Cheesies. Picture, if you will, a soggy, squishy ball about the size of a baby's head, looking not unlike a very orange brain. It got marked today, and he brought it home, and immediately his first though was "let's burn it." But seriously, what else were we gonna do? Fire is awesome.
This is how we found ourselves standing on the porch in front of the barbecue at night, attempting to light this abomination of dairy with a bic. After a few false starts, it caught, and boy was it brilliant. It burned with intense, bright flames for about 10 minutes, and then the flames crawled inside and began to make serious headway on the white-glue saturated interior. The smoke was absolutely noxious, and you could hear the cheesy embers sizzling and shriveling until they lost most of their mass and looked like little ash caterpillars.
It was after a futile attempt to get the other side going when we gave up, dowsed it in water, and now here I am, writing to you, and smelling quite strongly that I've been smoking something very mysterious.
For a project of his, my brother had to make a sphere, a cube, and a cone out of uncommon building materials. For the sphere, he chose Cheesies. Picture, if you will, a soggy, squishy ball about the size of a baby's head, looking not unlike a very orange brain. It got marked today, and he brought it home, and immediately his first though was "let's burn it." But seriously, what else were we gonna do? Fire is awesome.
This is how we found ourselves standing on the porch in front of the barbecue at night, attempting to light this abomination of dairy with a bic. After a few false starts, it caught, and boy was it brilliant. It burned with intense, bright flames for about 10 minutes, and then the flames crawled inside and began to make serious headway on the white-glue saturated interior. The smoke was absolutely noxious, and you could hear the cheesy embers sizzling and shriveling until they lost most of their mass and looked like little ash caterpillars.
It was after a futile attempt to get the other side going when we gave up, dowsed it in water, and now here I am, writing to you, and smelling quite strongly that I've been smoking something very mysterious.
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