Month: September 2002

  • look look I changed my image!!


    that’s not me though…cute she might be perhaps cuter than I…


    that’s my niece Darcy who was 15 weeks old on Monday…

  • as I write this, my little kitties are frolicking around, last time I looked Possum had Boots pinned and was kicking the shit out of her.
    I have often wondered if they do this when I’m not here, or if they’re seeking to amuse me?
    the kitties do get bonus points though for getting me up and out of bed this week. they’re getting better about not waking me up before the alarm…but boy oh boy, once that alarm goes off, they either come running from the other room and kiss me awake with really cold noses (note: they’re always cold, I thought only dogs always had cold noses?) or else they climb up from their snuggly warm places where they sleep on me (I’m not sure yet where they are as I thrash around alot and so do they)…they did wake me up twice this week to after I’d turned the alarm clock off in my sleep. maybe I can fully alarm train them and then not have to use a mechanical alarm? but of course, you can’t hit snooze and they don’t know when the weekends are….


    also, random environmental question…what’s an environmentally sound replacement for garbage bags? not the little bathroom size ones (that’s what plastic bags are for, that and holding kitty poo) but the big kitchen size ones? i’ve been thinking about that all day…that and where in the name of god are Columbus’s recycling centers!!?

  • this week, i will be working for 65 hours – full time in the lab and part time at Target


    i will also be walking for about an hour a day, cooking dinner, lunch and breakfast (or at least scrounging to find something edible), cleaning up after myself (especially little portable tupperware dishes in which I carry my lunch) and taking care of my cats…


    well, you might say, this does still leave me time…well, maybe not so much, I have to sleep sometime…as well as pay bills, talk to people (and this is important, imagine not speaking to anyone because you don’t have time to do so…I don’t think I could do it). What happens when your mother calls and you’re so tired that you’re falling asleep on the phone?


    the point of all this…? I’m tired and I don’t know how ANYONE can handle this kind of schedule. I don’t have time to read or play with my cats or look at anything or notice the weather or appreciate anything. what am i doing for myself? nothing.


    this is an insanity that i don’t want in my life…do i need it? well, the money would be nice, but you know what? it’s not worth it. Screw money, i want to have time to care if the sun is shining, to appreciate people and things, to play silly patty-cake games with my cats, to cook a real dinner for myself that doesn’t come out of a frozen bag…


    so, fuck Target. I’m gonna quit unless they reduce my hours. and i may quit even if they do reduce my hours…who knows? i want some free time and some freedom, i want time to think again.


    who knows, perhaps i’ll even take advantage of the free pass to a dojo the nice boy in my lab gave me…go learn some asskicking and relaxation…


    what drives me nuts more: boredom or sheer and utter innundation of self with too much shit to do?


    it’s a damn close tie


    which one is destroying the average human mind faster? again…it’s a tossup…

  • well…lab day 3…what did I do today…


    (it’s all written down in the tome that will become my lab book….which is apparently permissible as evidence in court during biotech cases…)


    I did a full size gel instead of a mini gel…played with more chemicals that I didn’t know what they were…had my first lab meeting…


    I also forgot my gloves three times and had to eat a salad with no salad dressing.


    and ugh…maggots…nasty blind squiggly icky ucky gross slimey bastards…IN MY KITCHEN!!!! (I was a bit lax in my cleaning….)


    yuck

  • mmmmm


    Buffy….



  • You belong in the series Dragon Ball Z. Click here to learn more about the series


  • Kinda picked on


    You’re like Townsville from the series The PowerPuff Girls. Click here to learn more about the series.


    You get picked on a lot don’t you? Aww man, that sucks. But think of it this way, inside you rests a super strong hero that’ll eventually make those bully’s see you for what you really are. Too bad you’re kinda violent…too bad for them that is. (note: we do not encourage you to go beat the crap out of people who call you names.)


  • Evil Little Kid


    You’re like Mandark from the series Dexter’s Laboratory. Click here to learn more about the series.


  • King Koopa


    You’re like Bowser from the cartoon series/game series Super Mario . Click here to learn more about the game series, or here to watch the old cartoons.


    Well heya, king dad. You are vile, sneaky, and green. There is one good thing to say about you though, you don’t ever give up. So what if you keep getting your ass kicked by a fat little Italian plumber, you still have an army of loyal subjects. One day you’ll win, but until then you’ll have to just keep kidnapping women in pink dresses. (note, we here at YNI do not agree with the kidnapping of women in pink dresses. Kidnapping is stupid dumb bad.)


  • little know-it-all


    You don’t do any of the work, but you provide a lot of necessary information. You just walk around town shelling out advice to people who don’t really seem to want it, but later on..whataya know…it comes in handy. Keep up the book learnin’, because as soon as you don’t know something…you’re gone.