Can’t remember if I did this before, so I posted it anyway. You think it’s true?
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You are Fozzie! |
Can’t remember if I did this before, so I posted it anyway. You think it’s true?
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You are Fozzie! |

(I didn’t make it, but it sure is cool, eh?)
Egad. I really wish it was the 17th already! Well, maybe not, as I’ve done *no* Christmas shopping (eek, only nineteen days left!). Heh. Trans-Siberian Orchestra’s Carol of the Bells just came on the radio. And the classical station that’s always on in the lab on the first floor is playing christmas music too. I wonder if I really could get a PS2…then I truly would have a dilemma. Sit in front of the comp oogling Legolas or sit in front of the dvd playing Legolas? Murph. I think I’d rather have the bow. Do you think I could hide it from my parents? lol.
I ought to order the Legolas ornament, eh?
Yes, I like to ramble. Guess what? I got bands! Yahoo! (scientific humor. Just smile and nod.)
Thanks for getting me up to level two in DWA
and hopefully this time next week I’ll be in the lead for the Apprentice’s Challenge…wishful thinking never hurt anybody…

The Ever-Expanding Jupiter. My spirit flys beyond any boundry. I am that which enlightens the masses.
What Planet Are You From?
this quiz was made by The Autist Formerly Known As Tim
It snowed for the first time this year last night. Pretty, wafty snow, only about an inch, not enough for sledding, but enough to make driving a pain. We nearly spun out twice, no big, but the curb was pretty darn close. It’s supposed to snow all day, just lightly, so I probably won’t be sledding tonight. But I did throw a snowball at my dad. ![]()
Phillip has never seen snow falling before. Silly Californian.
‘Scuse me while I go look out a window. It’s very nearly an American Beauty snow…
Adopt a Useless Blob You too can have one of these adorable utterly useless blobs:

It doesn’t suck. But I got a talking to today. I need to do more work. And I feel really bad cause some of the stuff that I should have been doing and just didn’t could help Todd with his poster. And he said that Jan was non-confrontational and would just disapprove without telling you. Shite. I still wonder if tissue engineering is truly the way I want to go, maybe I should just be a writer. I’d enjoy myself more, I think. I just wouldn’t make any money. I used to be a problem solver. What happened to that? Did the advanced math just kick it out of me?
On a happier note, Alex got tickets for the midnight premiere of TTT today, so I’ll be very happy in two weeks or so…
also, I finally uploaded Chapter Five of TMC to Caldir. If you don’t know how to get it, send me an email.
This or That
1. Go out and buy gifts, or shop online/mail order? Both.
2. Gift cards/certificates or pick out gifts? Try to pick them out. Not always successful.
3. Pay cash or charge holiday gifts? Debit card! I have no credit card.
4. Are most of your gifts mailed or given in person? In person. I don’t know too many people I’d have to send it to, aside from my cousin inJoplin…
5. Are you an early-bird or last-minute holiday shopper? Usually later cause it’s hard to get to the stores.
6. If you shop in stores…big chain stores or smaller specialty stores? Umm…the mall?
7. Wrap gifts yourself or have them wrapped at the store or mall? Wrap them myself. Why should you pay someone to do it when it makes Christmas Eve so much more fun?
8. Shopping on *Black Friday* (day after Thanksgiving)…did you or didn’t you? Hell no. No way I’m getting up that early. Besides, I’m at my grandparents farm which makes it difficult to go shopping for anything.
9. Is your holiday gift list large or small? Small. Just family and a very few close friends.
10. Is it better to give or to receive? Well, I could be altruistic and say to give, but I really do like getting presents 🙂
Thanks to Jan:
Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening
Whose woods these are I think I know,
His house is in the village though.
He will not see me stopping here,
To watch his woods fill up with snow.
My little horse must think it queer,
To stop without a farmhouse near,
Between the woods and frozen lake,
The darkest evening of the year.
He gives his harness bells a shake,
To ask if there is some mistake.
The only other sound’s the sweep,
Of easy wind and downy flake.
The woods are lovely, dark and deep,
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep.
— Robert Frost
and…
The Road Not Taken
Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveller, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could.
To where it bent in the undergrowth,
Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear,
Though as for that, the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,
And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way
I doubted if I should ever come back.
I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I —
I took the one less travelled by,
And that has made all the difference.
Robert Frost