Woman bakes cookies on dashboard – Peculiar Postings – MSNBC.com Too bad my dashboard isn’t big enough to cook much on.
I am going crazy with this med school application stuff. Who knew there was so much you had to do to get the damn thing finished? It’s not enough that you have to take the MCAT, but then you get this complex application that costs a lot of money and requires so many things…oy. wish me luck. I need it, and I need inspiration on writing the essay. I have to get my vague, unformed idea about wanting to be a doctor to help people into interesting, appealing shape so those admissions committees might give me a chance.
So happy it’s friday.
slogging
Standard“I know God will not give me anything I can’t handle. I just wish that He didn’t trust me so much.” –
Mother Teresa
I’m working on the AMCAS, the medical school common application. Egad but it’s an odd thought to think this time next year I could be in med school. Entertaining, really, since I don’t feel like I have much of a chance, but it’s nice to dream. I keep finding things I need to do for it, things to get…maybe I’m getting ahead of myself. I’ve already promised myself that I would use my savings to pay fo the app fees. My GOD but they’re expensive.
But as someone at a med student forum pointed out, I have zero chance of getting in if I don’t try. Slim is better than none. Of course, there are also people on there who talk about applying to 25 (yes, twenty-five) schools. That’s nearly a thousand dollars just to say, Hey, I’m interested in your school. Oy.
Think I’ll pray now.
clean
StandardCleaned most of the apartment today. I can’t tell you how happy that makes me. It’s even nicer that my roommate helped out. I had to ask her to do so (I hope I managed to do so nicely) but she did a good job. Definitely seems like she’s a little unused to cleaning up after herself, but hopefully that is something we can work on. Ah, to be young and without responsibility.
It’s times like these when I realize how much of a Virgo I am. I’m not normally anal about cleaning, but when I get into it, I really do. And it bugs me when things aren’t in their place. Don’t get me wrong, my room is as messy as a teenager’s, but I know where things are. There is a pathway to my bed and by golly it’s going to stay open. I like the spaces that I occupy to be, if not clean, at least inhabitable, and it makes me angry when they’re not. My mother pointed out to me that having a roommate is a great preparation for being married, as the future Mr. Whoever will certainly have his quirks that I can’t stand, but will have to, because it’s the right thing to do. I hope that I have learned patience; I certainly have learned that if I want something a certain way, I usually have to do it myself. Which is okay.
connections
StandardHow do you get from blood to pineapple in four steps?
Blood>saliva>salvia>pineapple
Let me explain. In the lab we have procedures to follow should a blood sample be spilled. The same rules apply to other potentially infectious material, such as saliva. On this sheet of procedures, ‘saliva’ is misspelled as ‘salvia.’ Salvia is a flowering shrub or bush, more commonly known as sage. There are many kinds of salvia, some that smell, some that don’t. And one fo the varieties is a pineapple sage, the leaves of which smell like…take a guess.
Ah, the fun things that happen in the lab.
Vive la France
StandardWhere did I go wrong, I lost a friend. Somewhere along in the bitterness. And I would have stayed up with you all night. Had I known how to save a life.
It’s Bastille Day, or at least it was. I had a croissant in commemoration. Joie.
Unfortunately it just means this is another Friday that I spend alone. It’s odd, sometimes, to think of just how many of these I’ve gone through. Each one seems difficult. You’d think that after a while I’d find something to do to get me through, something that works each time. Obviously I haven’t died of loneliness yet, but damn if I hate being bored.
I wish I was one of those confident people who could go out alone and still find a party. I wouldn’t know the first place to look. I want to take a road trip. but the practical side of me says, Hey, what about that money you don’t have? I feel infinitely old at those times.
Today on the CBS Morning Show they gave away a vacation to a woman, a mother, who had never been on a trip, never went to a fancy restaurant, who raised her kid alone after her husband died, never having the means to travel. I don’t want to be that woman, unless someone is planning on sending me a on a free vaca.
I can’t stand the waiting, but I don’t know how to start.
yo, ho, ho and a bottle of rum
Standardye gods, am I tired.
But happy. And I haven’t crashed yet, so let’s see how I get through the upcoming happy hour/farewell to a coworker who’s off to (Wash U) med school. Lucky girl.
Anyway, Pirates of the Caribbean: Dead Man’s Chest was all that and a barrel of monkeys. Well, one undead one, anyway. I liked it, perhaps not quite as much as the first, but well enough that I won’t be sorry to see it again. The ending is one heck of a cliffhanger that NO ONE in the theater saw coming. Orlando looked fine, though his dialogue wasn’t as good as it could have been. Johnny Depp was superb, again, even when he was being wacky.
It definitely suffers from middle-child syndrome, but so much less so than, say, Episode II. It has a beginning, middle, and end, but there are quite a few story threads and it can be difficult to keep track of everyone’s shifting alliances. Well, it was difficult for me, but that could just be because I was doing it on very little sleep and between 12 and 2 am…
I brought my hat, but decided I didn’t really want to tote it into the theater and risk having to put it on the floor. I should have done, though. There were quite a few other people dressed up. I almost did, but I wasn’t thinking clearly enough before I left for the theater to get one together. We lost the softball game (drat, again, and through some errors of mine, sigh) and it was a late game, too, so I didn’t have a lot of time to shower, eat and change. Oh well.
Okay, it’s time to get happy. Enjoy the weekend!
Pirates!
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Some of you out there will say I told you so, but I did end up deciding to see the midnight premiere of Pirates of the Caribbean: Dead Man’s Chest tonight. I bought a ticket yesterday when I bought milk. Ah, the joys of having a theater right next to the grocery store. There’s a possibility that my new roommie will come too, but I don’t count on it. She’s a little flighty.
In case you’re somehow reading this on a feed and don’t realize the pretty pictures surrounding the entry, I put up a new layout for Pirates. I enjoy it. It’s not quite unkinked yet, unfortunately, but that’s partly because I got the thing uploaded during the course of several late-night coding sessions. And as much as I know I’m a night owl, I was not thinking all that clearly…
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I had a subject not show up today due to sickness, so I got to work early for no reason. At least the subject didn’t get lost like the last one did. And there’s a softball game tonight, so we’ll see how well I do tomorrow, being horribly sleep deprived. Though that’s not unusual for me :zzz:
It’ll be a long day…strange to think that the movie is only twelve hours away, but on the other hand, egad. Twelve hours! I think I will at least wear my hat. Perhaps my renaissance shirt, but then I’d have to wear the bodice…not sure if I could stand waiting in that thing! It’s supposed to be relatively cool tonight as well. Go figure.
I’ll let you know what I think tomorrow 😉 Wish me luck at softball tonight!
get your sparkle on
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Celebrate your independence! Or, for my friends and coworkers across the pond, enjoy your weird day off. May you have lots of fireworks, Gandalf, and barbeque to your heart’s content.
*salutes* Land of the free, home of the brave!
Desiderata
StandardBecause I’ve never posted it before, and it’s inspirational. Also, it’s a Monday before a holiday, and I’m a bit bored here at work.
Look, up in the sky
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This time last night I was sitting in a movie theater, watching the premiere of Superman Returns on an IMAX screen in 3D. It was pretty cool.
First off, let me just say that I think Brandon Routh is quite good looking, and it would be worth it to see the movie again just for him. Of course, I say that now, while Pirates 2 is still a week and a half away.
So, about the movie. I liked it, quite a bit. It was probably better than X3, if we’re comparing superhero/comic book movies, on par with X2, possibly better than Spidey 2. Eh. Maybe not. I really liked Spidey 2.
I’m trying to remember what I said for the Fanboy Smackdown podcast, but as it’s rather late and I’ve still got a few chapters of the new Anita Blake book to read, so you will just have to listen to the podcast and find out what we (me and the writing buddies who saw the show) chatted about.
It was a visually pleasing show to watch. Lots of interesting ideas and a fair bit of plot for a comic movie. I liked that they managed to make Superman seem human even in his super-ness. I didn’t like how the CG artists couldn’t quite figure out how to render the superCape, but perhaps that’s just me and my odd aesthetics.
The 3D aspect of it was fun (especially the fact that all three trailers–that has to have been the shortest preview section I’ve ever watched–were in 3D too) but didn’t really do much for me. Part of that could have been because we were sitting in the third row from the screen, hence much neck-craning went on. The price you pay, I guess.
Speaking of price, it’s finally happened: I paid double digits for a movie ticket. I remember thinking back in 2003 when Pirates came out and I was in CA for Comic-Con. I saw Pirates out there, and paid 9.45 and was appalled. Well, these tix were $11. Sigh. Young, prices were reasonable, nostalgia, etc.
I’ll gladly see it again, most likely with the ‘rents, since that’s the way things go. However, tonight was special, since my parents decided at the last minute that they wanted to see Aida at the Muny. We were actually planning on just sitting outside and listening to the music or seeing if there were any free seats. So we go to check out the free seat availability, and my mom asks an usher if there are any left. He calls this woman over, and she consults a fistful of tickets, they debate, gave us three tickets, two of which were in the same row, another that was just behind.
We start walking towards the free seats, then look at the tickets. Lo and behold they are actually in the paying section of the theater! Sweet! We got good, comp tickets, and it turned out that we could sit together anyway because no one claimed the seat next to my parents.
Aida was good; I wasn’t expecting it to be spectacular, since I sort of mistrust anything that advertises itself as coming from Elton John. But it’s good. I like the songs and I guess one day I’ll get the soundtrack. It was pretty professional as Muny shows go; last year (I think…could have been before that, can’t remember) we saw Beauty and the Beast there, and it wasn’t nearly as good as it should have been. Yet another movie I’d like to see on Broadway. or at least at the Fox 😉
So who wants to see Superman again before Pirates comes along and knocks it out of #1? *fangirl giggle* There are other things I’d like to chat about for Superman, but not now. It’s definitely time for bed. If I’m ambitious, I’ll remember what it is that I wanted to say. If I’m lucky, I’ll see it again this weekend and have a better angle to present. Go see it and tell me what you think.
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