Blogging live from my journalism class. We're previewing the sound and video footage that we had to edit for an assignment and I've seen everything a billion times for the past couple of weeks and now I'm moving on to writing about something completely different. In fact I've just been freed from the class with a bunch of time left to go. Most people are leaving but I'm staying to write a little. It's still early in the day and this could easily be the high light of it, so I figure it's best to get something down now. It's like a writing prompt for later.
Big news! There is a very furry dog in class. It's part of a project for another section and it has been hanging out in the communications lab all morning. Nico the dog has been very calm and extremely fluffy, but there is still one girl who is veyr frightened of him. She's worries that the 8 month old dig with hip displasia is going to jump up and bite her. Silly girl.
Later in the day:
I burnt my wrist. Right on inside where the skin is soft. I've had a terrible time with burns lately, and this one is particularly excruciating. It's very sharp and rough but still has a dull achy undertone that will last a while. I'm out of anything to put on it too. I took an Advil but I'm going to have to tough it out for the rest of the day and I won't be home until later this evening. I almost don't want to have to go to other work and theology and just stay home with my burn, but there's nothing I can do in the apartment so I'm trudging back to school for other work and class. I have had some rather unfortunate luck with burns. A few months ago I had a giant square burn on my arm from when I slammed the oven door on my arm at work and then I got a long lesion looking burn on my stomach from dumping boiling water when I slipped my grip on a pot. I kept showing The Ballerina that one to cheer her up at work. It grosses us out but the fact that someone else's life sucks a little bit more than her's does at the moment made her a little bit happier. Poor Ballerina.
Update: Blister on my wrist ruptured. Painful and n'est bien pas.
I have to clean the kitchen when I get home tonight. I kind of wish I lived in a hole where I didn't have a kitchen and the rent is free. I've found that if I clean a room every other day or so I can keep the apartment relatively clean and by Friday I don't have to do as much as I usually do.
Later later in the day:
Oh Ginger Viking! How boring you are, but what an impeccable dresser. Seriously it bogles my mind how a divinity student can afford to dress like a J. Crew model. Must become a Princeton divinity student immediately. It's probably just the clothes,...and the beard,...and his height, but this guy can do no wrong in the looks and clothing departments. He only wears J. Crew, Banana, and Ralph and he wears them well. I love when guys dress like that. They look so dreamy and handsome.
Homework time! And I'm wearing a t-shirt!
It's dark out now:
Oh I've been struck by the stomach plague. Ugh, very draining and uncomfortable. I need someone to bring me Triscuts and ginger ale and a cool washcloth.
Double fuck! My computer charger broke!
Good news: Physics taught me how to get it to work again.
Bad news: I still have to buy a new one and my tummy still feels icky.
Big news! There is a very furry dog in class. It's part of a project for another section and it has been hanging out in the communications lab all morning. Nico the dog has been very calm and extremely fluffy, but there is still one girl who is veyr frightened of him. She's worries that the 8 month old dig with hip displasia is going to jump up and bite her. Silly girl.
Later in the day:
I burnt my wrist. Right on inside where the skin is soft. I've had a terrible time with burns lately, and this one is particularly excruciating. It's very sharp and rough but still has a dull achy undertone that will last a while. I'm out of anything to put on it too. I took an Advil but I'm going to have to tough it out for the rest of the day and I won't be home until later this evening. I almost don't want to have to go to other work and theology and just stay home with my burn, but there's nothing I can do in the apartment so I'm trudging back to school for other work and class. I have had some rather unfortunate luck with burns. A few months ago I had a giant square burn on my arm from when I slammed the oven door on my arm at work and then I got a long lesion looking burn on my stomach from dumping boiling water when I slipped my grip on a pot. I kept showing The Ballerina that one to cheer her up at work. It grosses us out but the fact that someone else's life sucks a little bit more than her's does at the moment made her a little bit happier. Poor Ballerina.
Update: Blister on my wrist ruptured. Painful and n'est bien pas.
I have to clean the kitchen when I get home tonight. I kind of wish I lived in a hole where I didn't have a kitchen and the rent is free. I've found that if I clean a room every other day or so I can keep the apartment relatively clean and by Friday I don't have to do as much as I usually do.
Later later in the day:
Oh Ginger Viking! How boring you are, but what an impeccable dresser. Seriously it bogles my mind how a divinity student can afford to dress like a J. Crew model. Must become a Princeton divinity student immediately. It's probably just the clothes,...and the beard,...and his height, but this guy can do no wrong in the looks and clothing departments. He only wears J. Crew, Banana, and Ralph and he wears them well. I love when guys dress like that. They look so dreamy and handsome.
Homework time! And I'm wearing a t-shirt!
It's dark out now:
Oh I've been struck by the stomach plague. Ugh, very draining and uncomfortable. I need someone to bring me Triscuts and ginger ale and a cool washcloth.
Double fuck! My computer charger broke!
Good news: Physics taught me how to get it to work again.
Bad news: I still have to buy a new one and my tummy still feels icky.
