the squirrels ate my bike

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So, Happy Valentine’s Day! Kate and I had very good dinner-n-a-movie-or-two last night in our Anti-Valentine’s Day celebrations, and it was good. It would have been nice had it not rained all day and thus quashed our hopes of going ice skating (which I WILL do this winter! I swear!) but we had a good time anyway and did lots of chatting. Yay. Good luck on your test, Kate. And Daddy, I love you. Happy birthday, again. I’m so happy you made us crab rangoon 😉
( whee! Kingdom of Heaven international trailer! )
And onto the true story of the squirrel-eaten bike…
So, my bike is locked up on the deck behind the apartment, has been ever since I moved in, because there’s not really a good place to store it inside, esp. if it’s at all icky outside. Still isn’t, but there might be some more room for it now that the Christmas tree has made it out of the sunroom. (The tree didn’t go far…it’s still sitting on the back porch, kindly being a fire hazard, as Kate pointed out, but it’s a pain to get down the stairs and right now it’s too wet to be carried…) Anyway, the bike sat out all last winter to no ill effect, and all last summer, and most of the fall, since I didn’t get to do much biking while orgo was going on. Alas. And so on Saturday, when the weather was just too nice to stay indoors before I headed over to my parents’ place for my dad’s birthday, I decided to lug the thing down the stairs and bike some Forest Park. I hadn’t looked at the bike in months, and what do I find? Almost every piece of plastic that was even remotely near the railing had been gnawed or eaten totally. I mean, teeth marks everywhere. They even got the zipper pulls off my seat pack. And they ate some of the stuffing out of my (relatively new) saddle. Bah.
My aunt says there is nothing good about squirrels. While I like the way they can hold their tails in the air, now I’m inclined to agree with her.

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I knew this, you probably did too

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So, in case you missed teh pretty graphic over at my main site yesterday, go check it out. And party yourself Chinese for a few days…after all, CNY lasts for several days, after all.

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The Sandman Vol. 1 by Gaiman, Kieth, Dringenberg, III

This book, along with the other books of the Sandman series, looks pretty good. If I ever got into graphic novels I assume this is where I would start, as I like the stuff that Neil Gaiman has written, and I would think the comics would be much better…one of these days, perhaps when I’m rich…

Welcome to the Year of the Rooster

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Thus ends my year, the year of the Monkey, and so begins the year of *ahem* all those other wonderful people who were born the year after me 😉

Gung Hai Fat Choy!
Happy Chinese New Year. Eat a dumpling 😉
(I realized, after I typed Leo’s name that she is, in fact, a young’un, and is *not* a Rooster…but she got to it first. So now you’ve got me all confuzzled. Ah well. Here’s a shoutout to my buddies Alex and Leo and Kate, since they’re all around somewhere and will, eventually, have their year, as that is the nature of time…

laissez les bon temps rouler!

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Hope you’re wearing your green, gold, and purple. I’ve got the green and purple, but not a lot of gold…too bad. Have a drink for me!
PS: I think the orgo exam went ok, I finished early. It was one of those where you worry that you finished so soon, because was it that you really did know the stuff, or you just thought you did and ended up getting it all wrong? at least other people left early as well. And I checked a couple of answers with one other girl afterwards and we had gotten the same thing…hopefully that bodes well. There was one reaction that I just could not get…I knew what it was called, but I could not for the life of me remember what it did. I put down an answer that I knew was totally wrong but I didn’t want to not have anything there…ah well. That’s the way it goes.
Have a good time tomorrow…and don’t forget, Chinese New Year starts tomorrow!

jour d’examen

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When orgo texts try to be funny while warning you of the dangers of working with organic substances:
Like most heavy metals, thallium is highly toxic and should not be used on breakfast cereal. Wow. I would never have guessed.
there’s an orgo test today. not too much more in my life other than that. well, other than the team I was semi-rooting for last night in the Super Bowl once again lost. Seems like whatever team I pick loses, except for that one year when I couldn’t watch it because I was a good girl and stayed in my room to write a report or paper or somesuch stupid computer program. Then the Rams won. My grandmother thinks it’s horrible that I think I might have such a power over things, which I know I don’t, but it’s sure the way it seems like…
so, wish me luck on the orgo test. I’ll need it.
I can’t wait until I can start knitting a matching scarf for my hat…perhaps I’ll get it done before it starts getting truly warm around here, lol.

let’s hear it for the desktops

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Spymac :: Gallery

Most of them are Mac-centric, but you know what my first computer love is 🙂

though it was sort of disappointing, the mail guy brought over what looked like two computers on his cart, but neither of them were for me. Ah well. I don’t even know for sure if I *am* going to get a new comp, but it sure would be nice. And why was I the one to get the quote if one wasn’t for me? Oy. Perhaps I’m just selfish.

And for those of us using Daniel Radcliffe or other such young child star of Harry Potter as jailbait, there is Mature Potter. Random thought: if you look at the timeline of how JKR structured HP, Harry was born the same year I was and would only be a month older. Yay for fantasy timelines in the real world.

I do hope there’s something better out there

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More blogspam, completely unnecessary, but that I saw it on the BPAL forums. I know I’ve seen this before, but now it’s immortalized here. Yay.

Hello, Welcome to the Psychiatric Hotline.

If you are obsessive-compulsive, please press 1 repeatedly.

If you are codependent, please ask someone to press 2.

If you have multiple personalities, please press 3, 4, 5 and 6.

If you are paranoid-delusional, we know who you are and what you want. Just stay on the line, so we can trace the call.

If you are schizophrenic, listen carefully and the little voice will tell you which number to press.

If you are manic-depressive, it doesn’t matter which number you press. No one will answer.