Klutz

I fell down the stairs (again) last night. I'm walking, with no limp, just some pain, today. I was just thinking that it's a really good thing that I'm pretty sturdy, and that I heal pretty fast when I do get hurt.

Then I realized that this won't last forever, and I'll probably break my hip before I hit 40.

In lieu of thought

I could write some snide political commentary. I could describe my new apartment, my job, or how much grad school sucks. I could post pictures of the bedroom I turned into a closet. Or I could just take a few random personality tests and post them.


You're Not a Hipster!
Take What sort of Hipster are you? today!
Created with Rum and Monkey's Personality Test Generator.

You're actually not much of a Hipster. Congratulations! You may have Hipster style, but you're healthy, you eat right, you have a decent job you enjoy, your finances are stable, you plan on buying a house (if you don't already own one) and settling down before you're 35, you have friends you like, your friends like you, and you can honestly say you're pretty damn happy. Perhaps you should adopt a Hipster and draw them into your perfect lair . . .

What kind of pirate am I? You decide!
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Which Survivor of the Impending Nuclear Apocalypse Are You?
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Are You Damned?
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Underpants Update.

They were indeed quite lucky.

Aside from a few personal events, which I am not going to publicly announce, but suffice it to say I was quite tickled before my classes even started.

I went to find out why I hadn’t received my diploma yet. Turns out, due to clerical error, I didn’t graduate. The graduation office grunt was actually courteous (which never happens) and helpful, and solved the problem within 15 minutes. So, I graduated Monday.

In Instrumental Analysis, which seems to get out late more often than on time, the professor looked at his schedule and realized we were a full lecture ahead of schedule. So we actually got out a few minutes early. And then my math class was canceled.

Other fun little things, like the book I wanted actually being in the library, kept happening until lab. Nathing can make that lab any better, again due to reasons I am staying mum on.

Anyway, I had an instrumental test today, and a P-chem test yesterday, and my anxiety hasn’t settled yet. Possibly because I didn’t wear my lucky underpants, but I just didn’t think it would be fair to my classmates. And repeats are gross.

So, in summation, my underpants luck charge did not dissipate from boing rolled inside snakeskin print fabric for two years. In case you ever need to know about expiration dates. Or luck. Or my knickers. I don’t know. Why are you even reading this?

Lucky Underpants

Last night, whilst sorting out some fabric, (I was looking for a very specific shade of green...and you can guess how many yards of green fabric I have. Don’t judge me.) I found my lucky underpants. They have been missing since I moved from NY, and I found out why. In my delightfully organized packing style, anything made of cloth gotthrown together. When unpacking my fabric, I found tons of shirts, but I didn’t shake everything out really well.

But I should have.

While pulling down every piece of fabric I own from the top shelf in my closet, one of the larger bolts, which had been intended for curtains, hit me on the head and unrolled on its path to the floor. And what should I find but my lucky undies! There they were, sitting there in all their serendipitous glory, no worse for the (lack of) wear.

I was unsure as to whether on not these miraculous knickers had lost their power, so I am currently testing them. Traffic was horrible, but that has nothing to do with luck, traffic is always bad in the morning in Las Vegas. I got a good burn on someone within minutes of being on campus, so it is entirely possible that they are still lucky. The real test will come tonight, during the UV-Vis lab. If the data comes out smooth and the instrument doesn’t break (and if we finish before 10pm), I will call it a win. Updates to come.

Stuff and nonsense

Lucy made my day yesterday by giving me a pen that wrote well.

I didn't have to go to lab tonight, so I was already going to go home early, and then my math class was cancelled. Whee!

On the way home, I was passed on the freeway by a black Camaro with the vanity plate, 'MULLET.' I rest my case. Also, I am not making this up.

The List

Having not written in a while, I thought I would expound upon one of my latest projects, a list of things that I find to be a little weird:

1) Warm toilet seats in public places.

2) Warm seats in public places.

3) Crimped-up toilet paper.

4) Waiting in the passenger seat while the driver gets gas.

5) Being on hold.

6) IMing someone who may or may not be at the computer.

7) Being on your way out when someone shows up.

8) People who watch you at the gym.

9) to be continued...

Dear Al Sharpton,

You're an idiot.

Kisses!
Aynsley

http://www.cnn.com/2008/US/01/10/tilghman.woods/index.html

Yeah, baby!

My insomnia is back, hardcore!

My sleep total for the week is up to 4 hours. The hour and a half of it that I got last night was spent dreaming about watching a guy I knew in high school trip on acid while Perrin from the Wheel of Time series discussed blacksmithing with me.

Any help? And I mean for helping me sleep, not to get rid of my crack-tastic dreams.

The Blow Job Poll

I have 'upgraded' my account to the ad-infested Plus level for the specific purpose of creating this poll. You should take it before I delete it to kill the ads.

Do you wish for your identity to be quantified? (Hah! I'm taking discrete math this semester!)
amandaea129 -- Sure
__yossarian -- uhh
jokersdown -- ::shrug::
strsrfrgrl -- huh?
galaxylily -- no
itsallagame75 -- Sure why not?
roseclaw -- never...which is why I'm doing this
saekokato -- math hurts my head

Rate your boredom at this moment. (1 being procrastinating, 10 being so bored that you are taking a poll that someone's brother's girlfriend's hairstylist's niece sent to you because you are that damn bored.)
amandaea129 -- 9
__yossarian -- 1
jokersdown -- 5
strsrfrgrl -- 4
galaxylily -- 3
rolynddeschayne -- 2
itsallagame75 -- 1
roseclaw -- 5
saekokato -- 4

Do you consider blow jobs to be passionate?
amandaea129 -- No
__yossarian -- I am male.
jokersdown -- I am male.
strsrfrgrl -- No
galaxylily -- Yes
rolynddeschayne -- I am male.
itsallagame75 -- No
roseclaw -- Yes
saekokato -- No

Do you consider blow jobs to be passionate?
amandaea129 -- No
__yossarian -- see above
jokersdown -- see above
strsrfrgrl -- see above.... No
galaxylily -- yes
rolynddeschayne -- I am male.
itsallagame75 -- you already asked this??
saekokato -- you and rebecca hurt my head. lots.

Do you consider blow jobs to be passionate? (check as many as you like)
amandaea129 -- No, I am female, I have never received a blow job, so I cannot judge.
__yossarian -- I am male
jokersdown -- Yes, No, I am male, I have never given a blow job, so I cannot judge.
strsrfrgrl -- No, I am female, I have never received a blow job, so I cannot judge., I have never given a blow job, so I cannot judge.
galaxylily -- Yes, I am female
rolynddeschayne -- I am male, I have never received a blow job, so I cannot judge., I have never given a blow job, so I cannot judge.
itsallagame75 -- No, I am female
roseclaw -- Yes
saekokato -- I am female


amandaea129 -- I plead the fifth
__yossarian -- 99999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999
jokersdown -- 8
strsrfrgrl -- 2 or 3, maybe.... nd they were gay boy-on-boy porn
galaxylily -- 13
rolynddeschayne -- oh sweet christ, I don't think there's a number for that
itsallagame75 -- 1
roseclaw -- less films than stories
saekokato -- 2

What doesn't kill you must be petted until fluffy.

http://onnachance.com/quiz/fae.htm

Take this quiz, solely for the questions.

So that Aerik may witness my shame...

Aynsee (7:29:36 PM): twenty-twenty-twenty-eight hours to go-a-oh...
--- (7:29:49 PM): i wanna be sedated
--- (7:29:56 PM): nothing to do no way to go home
--- (7:29:59 PM): i wanna be sedated
Aynsee (7:30:08 PM): put me in a wheelshair
--- (7:30:17 PM): get me to the show
Aynsee (7:30:27 PM): hurry hurry hurry
--- (7:30:28 PM): hurry hurry hurry before i go let's go
Aynsee (7:30:41 PM): oh oh oh oh OHHH!!!
--- (7:30:46 PM): i can't control my fingers i can't control my toes
--- (7:30:52 PM): then your line
Aynsee (7:30:57 PM): oops
Aynsee (7:30:59 PM): i suck

Oh, P-Chem!

Today, my Thermodynamics professor re-affirmed that turkeys do not, in fact, undergo phase transfer.

And, a special conversation from after class...

"He puts the 'man' in thermodynamics."
"Aynsley, there's no 'man' in thermodynamics."
"Well, even then, it kind of works..."

Oh, and the Gibbs free energy of diamond is less than the Gibbs free energy of graphite.

I have decided that I also want a margarita fairy. I intend to hide him under my bed. And I say him, because I would like it to be a true fairy, and so must be a completely flaming gay man. Who make awesome bartenders, for reasons I do not fathom.

Thoughts for the moment:

"If men can run the world, why can't they stop wearing neck-ties? How intelligent is it to start the day by tying a little noose around your neck?"-Linda Ellerbee

"Talking with a man is like trying to saddle a cow. You work like hell, but what's the point?"-Gladys Upham

Oh, last edit, the best quote from this weekend:
"Listen to her, she's a scientist, she knows what's she talking about...unlike you." -"grown-up" frat boy, about me, to his louder friend

Chest Compressions

An EMT, a P.A., and 5 nurses are taking a refresher CPR course. Who's the only person who answers the Physiology question right?

That's right, me. Congratulations to me, I know more about why the human body works than those who are supposedly far more educated than me. Make your own punchline.

Empire Records Drinking Game

Ladies and gentlemen, I present the Empire Records Drinking Game, as created by two scientists who have realized that they don't want this on their vitae.
Drink when:
Debra makes a music reference.
Everytime Joe yells.
Every time "Say No More, Mon Amour" is played, said or sung.
Everytime Lucas sounds like Mr. Miyagi (or this is referenced).
Everytime AJ paints or glues something.
Everytime Corey "eats a breath mint".
Everytime Berko looks confused.
Everytime someone says "veto."
When Mark is eating brownies, take one drink everytime he takes a bite.
Everytime Gina says something over intercom.
Whenever Rex Manning flashes a fake smile.
Everytime someone says something about Rex Manning's hair.
Everytime Joe tells AJ to fix the sign.
Everytime you see one of Debra's bandages. (That means you drink twice when you see both in the same shot)
Everytime "Music Town" is referenced.
Everytime Warren's voice cracks.
Everytime money is seen.
Everytime Lucas is seen carrying the couch cushion.

Indeed

What kind of looter am I? You decide!
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Part II:

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Bridges!

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Have at it.