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maybe now I’ll remember some grammar
StandardQ: Why are cats similar to sentences?
A: A cat has claws at the end of its paws; a sentence has pause at the end of its clause.
There are several foreign post-docs in the lab I work at, and one of them is Japanese. So occasionally we’ll get Japanese phrases thrown at us and sometimes we remember them. But apparently one of the reasons it’s so hard for Japanese people to learn english is because ‘talk like Yoda, they do.’ They have a different order of the nouns and verbs, so our order takes a little getting used to. Huh. Chinese is probably the same way, though I have no idea and could totally be pulling that out of my ass, since I’ve never mustered up enough motivation to actually attend a chinese class. One of these days. It’s on my to-do list.
so happy it’s friday
StandardFirst:
Happy Birthday Alex!
Second: Yay weekend! I am so ready for it. But I continue to be appalled and/or grateful at how fast the weeks are going. Happy Summer, by the way.
Third: I spent more money on perfumes. Alas. I haven’t quite sold my soul to BPAL but it’s a darn close thing. And now I really have to say to myself, no more spending until a) rent and loan is due and b) Furies of Calderon comes out in paperback, both of which occur next week. I really have to break myself of this habit of not being able to enter a bookstore or Target and only buying one thing. Even if I make a list, I always end up spending more. Boo me.
Fourth: Cece and I had dinner and a movie last night, I’m quite excited to have a new roommate. Who I don’t actually have yet, and won’t for a few more weeks, as Olga has, just today, gone back to Colombia for two weeks and will move out immediately thereafter. I feel a little bad about that, like I’m kicking her out or something, but it is the end of the lease and that’s how things go. I hope she’s got her lodgings secured for July, and I hope she’s able to get a place out in CA with her boyfriend.
Fifth: it is really freaking hot outside and last month’s utility bill was through the roof. Ugh. Welcome to summer in St. Louis. Thank God for AC even if it’s heinously expensive.
Sixth: I really have to a) get to the public library and renew my card and see if they still have a book on hold for me and b) get home so I can have chicken and dumplings and banish this cold for good.
Seventh: Nah, there’s no seventh. I’m done.
days of summer
StandardTo strive, to seek, to find, and not to yield. –Alfred Lord Tennyson
Welcome to another steamy St. Louis summer. Just in time for the summer solstice we have 90-degree temperatures and the humidity is rising.
I’m also sick, alas. It started last weekend when I went to Champaign with Kate to visit Alex and Leo for a joint birthday/new apartment weekend…which was fun, including berry-picking, swimming, Evil Dead: A Fistful of Boomstick, drinking games, and Batman Begins. But opened screen doors at night+Jen=allergies and sinus headaches, which is not fun, and two nights of not-so-good sleep probably opened the door for this. (A&L: it’s not your fault. I never sleep well at new places and I was tired when I got there.)
At least my car’s AC got fixed (for a while anyway…cross your fingers that it lasts the summer, at least) and the ‘rents and I are going to see Beauty and the Beast tonight at the Muny, so there’s happiness. The job is going ok, haven’t had anything massively scary yet, but I keep seeing July looming ahead of me when there are supposedly going to be huge amounts of studies going on. Eek! Ah well. Can’t worry about it now.
Must concentrate on getting better and learning ApoB study. Whee! Er.
what I’m not ashamed to be caught reading
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Eragon by CHRISTOPHER PAOLINI
I’m just trying to get this book to post. It’s odd that it won’t go through the standard MTAmazon plugin that I’ve got for my blogging software. Ah, the vagaries of technology.
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2 books, 2 days
Standard …Admittedly they were 2 fluff novels, but I’ve got two more on the back burner when these are done. What can I say, I need a little bit of romance in my life, even if it is vicarious…
Kate, don’t read this paragraph: I saw the weirdest little spider today on the window of the car I parked next to this morning. I have a mini Harry Potter calendar on my wall at work and it’s got a picture of Ron brandishing his wand and a very colorful spider. It is blue and orange, while the spider I saw was yellow and green…pretty, colorful, and thank goodness, small and not on my car.
So I now own one MCAT book and checked out two others…now I just have to get on it. Ugh. Where is my motivation! It’s just so hard to study when it’s summer. It’s like I’m disinclined to do hard work even though summer is certainly not the same as when I was in school. Don’t guess it will ever be, really, not even when I have kids in school. Hah. Amazing how many future assumptions I put in that sentence 😉
I’m excited because I finally get to take a day off and head over to see Leo and Alex (swimming pool! probable drunkenness!) and I have nice (not really new because they’ve been here the entire time I have I just never knew their names) coworkers who will help me out with the things I have Friday morning so I don’t have to come in. Yay.
Must remember to send mail tomorrow. Darn it.
I’ll have to remember this one
StandardA highway patrolman pulled alongside a speeding car on the freeway. Glancing at the car, he was astounded to see the blonde behind the wheel was knitting.
Realizing she was oblivious to his flashing light and siren, the trooper cranked down his window, turned on his bullhorn and yelled, “Pull over!”
“No!” the blonde yelled back, “It’s a scarf!”
Perhaps I can remember this, and add another blonde joke to my repetoire. No offense to my very blonde friend who’s getting married tomorrow. You’re smart, Jen N! Soon to be Jen S. Boy, this could get confusing.
‘scuse me while I cry now
Standard…because I just signed up for the MCAT in August. There goes $200. Ugh. I decided to do it today because I got paid and I might as well do it now before I lose my nerve. It’s probably not so good to feel so wishy-washy about going to med school. I think I will do well, but it’s scary! And I don’t know exactly what I would do yet…possibly something neuro-related, but I don’t know how comfortable I’d feel cutting into someone’s brain. But all that neurophysiology/ethology that I did in school (well, took classes for, anyway) was quite interesting and it would possibly let me do research on Alzheimer’s or Parkinson’s, which my mom tells me I should do. And wouldn’t it be great to be the person who finds a cure. Or even part of a cure. I must admit to a certain amount of influence from ‘er’ and ‘grey’s anatomy.’ And while I know that real life is not like a tv show, I still think those are interesting enough, once you strip away the soap opera.
Then there’s the sports medicine/exercise physiology part, which is not so much med school as grad school. But then there would probably be the chance for working with prosthetics or orthotics, possibly getting back into the athletic swing of things…
and there’s still that little voice saying, really, you sucked in college so why are you even attempting this? I still wonder if the three years of working will be worth anything. *is full of self-doubt* I would love it so much to get in here at Wash U but that’s such a reach. Why couldn’t I have fallen in love with a nice inexpensive public school? Noooo, I had to go for one of the most expensive schools in the region. It’s sort of scary to think about, what might happen in a year…
I suppose a year from now I’ll know if I’ll still even be in the state. I will admit a certain apprehensiveness on my part about leaving “home.” Because while I value my independence, I really like being near my parents and the things I’ve known all my life. What can I say? I’m an only child, and I was loved, so I never had to fight for things, didn’t feel the need to strike out on my own. That and the fact that both my parents are super cooks.
Guess I should really start studying, huh. Too bad the MCAT book isn’t nearly as exciting as A Storm of Swords. Oy. I’m doomed. *crosses fingers that I’ll get the Wash U section on Test Day*
Jen N’s wedding tomorrow! *crosses toes that a cute available guy is there*
rain is good for weddings, right?
StandardHappy Birthday Leo!
My childhood friend Jennifer is getting married this weekend. That means I’m one of the last Jens from school that’s not married/engaged yet…anyway, they’re predicting t-storms until Monday, so I hope that we get a little break so her dress isn’t ruined. I feel sad, because my mom talks to her more than I do, and she’s been in town since high school as well, teaching in West County or some such like that. How is it that we manage to lose track of people so easily? We were such good friends. Ah well. She looks great now and she was always a little chubby, so I’m envious, too. Of course, that doesn’t have anything to do with the fact that she’s actually getting married, which was precluded by having a boyfriend for quite a long time. And this is turning into a rant, so I’ll just stop there. Good luck Jennifer and Adam, I can’t wait to see the dress!
The world is moving so fast these days that the man who says it can’t be done is generally interrupted by someone doing it. (Harry Emerson Fosdick)
So, work is going fine, I guess, still just in the learning phases of the “new” job. Not too much to do yet, but I’ve been assured that will change soon, so I was actually told to enjoy the free time. Whee. Some kits finally came in for Luigi/Mel/Ted so I’ve got those to do, and someone that I’ll be working with has come back to town, but I haven’t met him yet. Next week I’ll have my first “meeting” with my boss I guess to go over plans, which is a little scary, but necessary I suppose.
Here’s a question, what sort of doctor do you think I should be? I’m having a damn hard time trying to figure that out. And it’s a pretty big step to be taking without a clue.
I had to think about this one.
StandardWhat is more peculiar than watching a catfish?
Watching a goldfish bowl.
I’m not doing too good on this blogging thing. Of course, not all that much has been happening, other than my odometer suddenly stopped working over the weekend. So I need to get gas and a little notebook so I can keep track of my mileage. Boo. Guess I should look into getting that fixed. Any tips?