Added a little music box (Give yourself a little pat on the back if you know of any of the bands). It may not be feasable since it loads from my computer and my connection isnt the greatest. I saw it on kjchang’s site and stole the code (you should have read my little disclaimer that says, by subscribing to me you hearby agree to let me steal whatever I want from your site. Seriously, I hope you don’t mind, I don’t know if that code was yours or not. I suspect it was from the baka and espn window opens.) My header is probably all messed up now since it it just an image, I had trouble putting it back as a table… A task for another day. If it looks really bad on your resoultion let me know.

Ahhhhh just ate. Yummy. Actually cooked something decent tonight. I have to remember that meat in the freezer isn’t in cyrogenic storage, it is just rotting very slowly. The old, old pork I thawed out didn’t look so appetizing. Tasted good when I cooked it with little baked potatoes though.

I’m tired… in a good way, did a lot of running around but acomplished much. I was back in my element, studying while listening to good music. I heard one really cute song that drew me out of my studying and caused me to drift away for a while. Edit: I put the song in the little code box (You Love Me)

My missing pencil case was turned in!!!  I had to play a “What’s inside?” game to get it back though. The girl at the circulation desk gave me the hardest time about it, I think she might have been having fun. I described the outside of it accurately, but I was pretty cryptic about the inside contents. Our exchange went kind of like this:

… Initial questions and my vague attempts at remebering what was inside …
Her: “Is there anything UNUSUAL in there” (while she is hiding it away from me rooting around inside)
Me: “Ummm.. no… I think the caluculator is a Casio..?” (it was a Sharp)
Her: “That was a HINT, Are you sure?” (either a teasing or patronizng voice)
Me: “Just colored gel pens and a calculator”
Her: “Hmmmmm”
Me: “I think there is a purple one” (there wasn’t)
… more negotiation …
Her: “Ok, I believe you, here you go, there are batteries inside too.”
Me: “Batteries?……… Oh yeah… batteries….. Thank you.”

I looked inside and saw with joy it was my stuff but.. those weren’t my batteries. Why would someone plant batteries in my pencil case and then return it? Odd. I was very happy to have my pens back though, the notes I studied with tonight are the most colorfull ever.

Kept up the illusion to a couple of my profs of the eager gung-ho student by going to an optional Bioinformatics seminar. It was so boring, I spent the whole time daydreaming and sneaking peeks at my colleages/competition out of the corner of my eye. The RNA structure diagrams looked very phallic. It was catered, free apple juice and two chocolate cookies… should have chosen the coffee, maybe then I could have stuck with it and then asked a brilliant question at the end.
  When I did get coffee I found the girl at the counter (inside the campus bar, the Spoke) very cute because she was alone and very nervous. It wasn’t busy when I got there and she looked like she had nothing to do and didn’t know how to stand. As I talked to her and she recited the types of coffee they had, I found something about her very endearing. Maybe percieved vulnerability. I wasn’t alone because after I had paid and moved to the side to add my cream and sugar, this other guy came and after he paid and thanked her there was this pause (which seemed very awkward and long), then in a mumbled croak,”Are you a Student?” It was such a painfull attempt at breaking the ice, I think I actually winced. It was as if he had said “Me like you. Us talk now?” I know this guy would never have tried it on a more self-assured woman and I understand why he made the leap because I felt the same way 30 seconds earlier. The moral of the story… confident women are scary.