Friday, March 26, 2004
Mood: Sleepy
Music: New Found Glory - The Minute I Met You

Long time no blog, eh? Damn those organic chemistry exams.

Anywho, this is one of the coolest things that I've seen in a while. I can't believe the range of movement those things have. My roommate Tiffany on the other hand thinks it's creepy. :P

Oh, and has anyone else out there taken this Yankee or Dixie Dialect Quiz? Anywho, I took it and I got 46% Yankee...I guess spending 8+ years in Texas hasn't taken away ALL of my Northernisms yet. :P Now here's the part that I hate about this quiz. I was taking the quiz, and my two born-and-bred Texan roomies were looking over my shoulder while I was taking it. I got to this question:

What's that bug that rolls into a ball when you touch it? (NOTE: This is not a doodle bug (ant lion), which is the larvae of Myrmeleontidae spp.)
A) Roly poly
B) Pillbug
C) Potato bug
D) Sow bug

Me: Hmmm....a potato bug
Linds and Tiff: ...a WHAT???
Me: *cowers*....potato bug?
L & T: *both start laughing* ROLY POLY, Cindy....who the hell says "potato bug"??

Eeesh. People used to make fun of me for saying "pop" instead of coke and soda when I first moved to Texas, and after a while I stopped saying it. YOU TEXANS CAN TAKE AWAY MY POP, BUT YOU CAN'T TAKE MY POTATO BUG AWAY FROM ME!! Grrrr....*shakes fist*. Anywho, so the term "potato bug" is supposed to be a Northern thing....does anyone else out there say potato bug??? Please tell me you do....other I'm going to roll up like one and cry. *sob*

Cindy blabbed at 12:14 p.m. |

Friday, March 19, 2004
Mood: Full
Music: Dirty Vegas - Days Go By

Houston's Museum of Natural Sciences has a special exhibit on Chocolate. Yes, CHOCOLATE!! Anywho, I took a trip with Deran to this exhibition about this delectable treat that dictates the shape of the lower half of my figure. It was pretty interesting for the first part....it told the history of chocolate, how the cacao bean was used by the Aztecs back in the day, yada yada yada. Then it got to the modern stuff....they must have really run out of things to put on display for modern chocolate. Just a few things that I saw behind glass showcases for the modern part of the chocolate exhibition:

A rubber spatula
A box of Pillsbury chocolate cake mix
A bigger rubber spatula
A box of Nestle hot cocoa mix

COME ON!! People don't want to pay ten bucks to see baking supplies!! If I wanted to see that kind of stuff, I could have walked into a freakin' grocery store. You'll have to do better than that, you darned museum curators. Nyargh.

Cindy blabbed at 10:39 p.m. |

Monday, March 15, 2004
Mood: Chipper
Music: The Temptations - My Girl

Holy crap, 24 is a great show. I don't watch TV, but Deran was telling me about it, so we rented the first season DVD and we watched the WHOLE THING in one sitting. That's four episodes...four hours. It was sick. And awesome.

You know what else is awesome? Cadbury Creme Eggs. Easter is just around the corner, so buy those suckers while you can!! Otherwise the clucking bunny won't be around again for another year....*sniff*.

Alrighty, so anywho, I'm gonna be gone for a few days....I'm off to South Padre Island. Leave a message at the beep please. *BEEP*

Cindy blabbed at 12:32 p.m. |

Friday, March 12, 2004
Mood: Relaxed
Music: Jamiroquai - Virtual Insanity

SPRING BREAK IS HERE!!! Woohoo!! *does happy dance*....*trips and falls*

Ouch.

Anywho, many many thanks to all of you who left comments or called me to say good luck on my pharmacy school interview! :) I think I did pretty okay, but franky, all I'm concerned with is the fact that it's over. Woohoo!!

*Ahem*...oky doky, so since I'm too lazy to think of anything substantial to write, I stole this from Jerry's blog. Enjoy!

When NASA first started sending up astronauts, they quickly discovered that ball-point pens would not work in zero gravity. To combat this problem, NASA scientists spent a decade and $12 billion developing a pen that writes in zero gravity, on almost any surface including glass and at temperatures ranging from below freezing to over 300 C.

The Russians used a pencil.

Cindy blabbed at 09:36 p.m. |

Thursday, March 11, 2004
Mood: Nervous
Music: Telepopmusik - Breathe

I've got my first ever pharmacy school interview tomorrow. I've had all sorts of thoughts running through my head this week. Should I speak professionally or casually? Should I wear the blue shirt or the pastel pink? Blue's more professional, but pink gives more personality. I should be confident, but not cocky. Speak up, but don't be a motor-mouth. Be polite, but don't seem too reserved. Accept a drink if the interviewer offers you one. Give a firm handshake and make eye contact. Be humble, but not defenseless.

Needless to say, I'm pretty nervous.

Anywho, we'll see how it all goes tomorrow. In the meantime, I'll keep my fingers crossed.

Cindy blabbed at 10:56 p.m. |

Wednesday, March 10, 2004
Mood: Mellow
Music: maroon5 - Sunday Morning

I *heart* Kurt Halsey.

More good stuff here.

Oh, and I never figured out the rest of that freakin' Retail Alphabet Game!! Argh...I'll figure out that letter D someday....and the rest of the letters too!! Damn you, corporate America. *shakes fist*

Cindy blabbed at 04:01 p.m. |

Friday, March 5, 2004
Mood: Perky
Music: Rufus Wainwright - One Man Guy

Here's a good time waster for you guys. It's called the Retail Alphabet Game (4th edition). It's harder than it looks. :) All of those letters come from logos of various products, and you have to guess what products they come from. So far I've gotten the letters C, F, H, J, L, S, T, U, V, X, Y, and Z. Have fun! :)

3/7/04 UPDATE: Ok, so right now I've got everything except for: A, D, I, K, M, O, and W. The letters D, K, and M are frustrating me the most because they look SO freakin' familiar...ARGH!

Cindy blabbed at 04:02 p.m. |

Tuesday, March 2, 2004
Mood: Lazy
Music: Big Bad Voodoo Daddy - Boogie Bumper

So for those of you who don't know already, I'm taking two microbio courses and a microbio lab. I usually don't specifically address professors and stuff, but I decided to give this a "screw it" factor and rant away. I hereby present:

A Letter to my Microbiology Instructors
Dear Dr. S.,
I have no idea what you're talking about in class. And no, it's not because of your accent. I can get through that just fine. You just ramble. All I hear is "bacteria...blah blah blah...DNA...yak yak yak...replication of genome...yada yada yada". The rest of it just loses me.

Dear Dr. W.,
I love you and I hate you at the same time. You're a reputedly difficult professor, but your lectures are wonderful. They're clear, they're interesting, and you don't ramble like Dr. S. mentioned above. On the other hand, I hate you for ruining my life. Actually, I think I hate both you and Dr. S. for ruining my life. Anywho, all this talk about septic shock, bacterial and viral infections, immunology and the such is making me one paranoid little monkey. Now I wash my hands profusely whenever I touch...well, anything. I carry a bottle of hand sanitizer around just in case public bathroom soap doesn't cut it. And when I cut myself, I freak out and start thinking "GOOD GOD!! I've just compromised a non-specific barrier to infection!!" Now if you'll excuse me, I'm going to wash my hands.
Sincerely,
Cindy

Bleh...man, I used to think that microbio wouldn't freak me out so much since I got along fine without knowing all this before. But I think taking 2 microbio courses and a microbio lab all at once is hitting me a little TOO hard with pathogenic information. It's not those crazy blown-up pictures of bacteria that scare me...it's the fact that I CAN'T SEE THEM that freaks me out. Kinda like a little microbial stalker. Eeesh. Anywho, I'm still willing to eat sushi...just as long as I can still enjoy my sushi without any fear of becoming sick, life is a-okay. ;)

Cindy blabbed at 12:53 p.m. |

Saturday, February 28, 2004
Mood: Blank
Music: Radiohead - Creep

Random story time!

So yesterday in my jazz appreciation class, there was a kid who was picking at his feet. But he wasn't doing the whole wear-flip-flops-and-discreetly-scratch-your-toes act....he had his bare foot up on his knee and he was going for a freakin' archaeological dig in his toes. And let me tell ya, this guy was REALLY gouging through his toes with his fingers...grossness, I tell you. Anywho, I've now made a mental note to remember this kid's face and to remember to NEVER shake his hand if he introduces himself to me.

Cindy blabbed at 06:37 p.m. |

Thursday, February 26, 2004
Mood: Exhausted
Music: John Mayer - St. Patrick's Day

*Wipes cobwebs away*...anyone still here? Anywho, winter's over, so it's back to the old layout...wheee! I'm still alive...just busy and stressed out of my mind. But most of it's over now....so hence the blog update. :)

<-- This is matzo. I know it's not passover yet, and no, I'm not Jewish. But for some freaky reason I LOVE this stuff. It's basically nothing but a really big unsalted saltine cracker...but not. I don't even like unsalted saltine crackers!!! So I have no freakin' idea why I love to eat something that's like a really freakin' big unsalted cracker. *Shrug*...maybe I was Jewish in a past life? Anyone else have weird food obsessions?

Cindy blabbed at 06:04 p.m. |