Oh yeah, and my wisdom teeth are starting to poke out the side of my jaw. It really sucks. (Just figured as long as I was complaining….)
Painting my car has taken a backseat to finding all the dadgum hoses for the thing…. Got very little accomplished this weekend. But Chad and I made 50 cents on the whole deal, so I guess it’s ok 
Oh, and yess, I will be in Southaven for the fourth…. My dad is driving me halfway there, and Chad is picking me up, then my Grandmother is coming to get me on Sunday. There is much to be said for the power of whining
I really have to stop letting movies affect me. Or stop watching them. Or something. Maybe I’ll become an alcoholic… yeah, that’s it. No, seriously… I went to see Minority Report last Saturday… and the only nights since then that I haven’t had nightmares have bee nthe ones that I’ve had a drink before I went to bed. Add this to the fact that I’ve been somewhat of an insomniac lately… I can’t fall asleep when I want to… and I only have about 5-6 hours of possible sleep time a night… and you’ll see that I’m (not-so slowly) falling apart.
So Chad and I went to see Lilo and Stitch yesterday… and it was a wonderfull movie. I loved it. But all last night, I had nightmares that the DSS people were taking me away from my parents. So I was so tired this morning that I fell asleep trying to wake Chad up to go to church… which turned out not to be a bad thing… but still. And here I am at work (yes, on a Sunday) trying not to fall asleep at me keyboard. And yet I know that when I get home, I won’t be able to sleep, and when I do fall asleep, I won’t stay asleep…. And I still have to be up at 5am, maybe earlier tomorrow… Grr.
la la la la-la-la…. I got cool stuff for my car Yesterday, i went to Wal-mart, and I got engine de-gunker, and gas treatment, and oil treatment, and a case of oil, and a funnel, and….. *drum roll* ….. A seat cover!!! But not just any seat cover….. A Powerpuff Girls Seat cover It’s pink…. and fuzzy And it should clash nicely with my orange bug I am thinking, now, or at least for the moment, (I guess I’m just toying with the idea, actually) of painting my car Deedee Pink. For those of you that do not watch Dexter’s Lab, Deedee Pink is about the color of the outside of a pink highlighter. It’s really really bright, but not flourescent. I had a room that color once So what do you think? Deedee Pink with a chrome interior? And pink fuzzy Powerpuff Girl seats ? Pink has it’s advantages…. none of my boys will want to borrow my car… and most of them won’t want to ride in it, so I get out of driving places It’ll be fun….
Interesting… Here’s something I learned today
jiffy — a unit of time used in chemistry and physics, equal to a “light centimeter,” that is, the time required for light to travel a distance of one centimeter. This is a very brief interval indeed, about 33.3564 picoseconds. This definition of the jiffy was proposed by the American physical chemist Gilbert N. Lewis (1875-1946), who was one of the first to apply principles of quantum physics in chemistry.
So I left for Memphi around 11:30 friday…. And was broken down on the side of the road by 12:30, and my Daddy had to come and bring me home. Grr to radiators. (the water pump in the Taurus is bad, and we won’t be getting it fixed anytime in the next weeke or two…) So I called Chad, all upset because I was stuck in Godforsakenville, AL, and I wasn’t going to make it to Memphis, and I felt like a stupid girl because I had to wait for my Daddy to come get the car…
And Chad was a saint this weekend…. he came and picked me up, and took me back to Memphis… And then when we went ot see Minority Report, and it disturbed me so much I could hardly talk, and couldn’t explain to him why it disturbed me, and he held me, and gave me alcohol and a back rub, and made me feel better so I could sleep. And he put up with me being whiney and cross all weekend. (most of which was due to the fact that I was getting sick, and didn’t realize it yet).
And so, despite getting off to a bad start, and having a few bumps here and there, I had a wonderful weekend. I went to a computer show, then went to Brian’s graduation party, and we ate (way too much) food, and talked, and played trivial pursuit, and went out to Outback, and watched Minority report.
And I got home, and woke up sick Monday morning… was sick all day Monday, and dragged my butt out of bed to go to class Monday night…. Was sick all day Tuesday, and dragged my butt out of bed to go to lab Tuesday night. But today I’m feeling somewhat better, although my head is killing me.
I finally got a decal for my parent’s van, so they can come on-site without too much hassle. All I had to do was forge my dad’s signature…. A skill every daughter should have Anyway, Mom and Dad’ll be happy it’s done.
In non-related news, a fire truck had to visit my building today See, the “Smoker’s Buddy” on the porch, which holds cigarette butts, was smoking really, really, bad. And, as civil servants, if we use a fire extinquisher, we can be fired (we are not proparly trained). So Alan (my boss) called 911, and got lots of attention for us… They came and blasted it with something that look suspiciously like a fire extiquisher (mabe they have special training?)…. but it put out the blaze. And it was funny…. the fire truck didn’t fit in our parking lot It was too long.
So I get to go get bug parts today, if the dadgum shops are open. Yay for me!
la la la-la-la….. I’m giving a presentation… rigt now as a matter of fact. Ok, ok, so the girls in my office are presenting… Im just here for… for… You know, I really have no clue why I’m here. But that’s ok. It kills my day. No thinking for me today This finishes at 10am, and I have a meeting at 1, then I have class sarting at 5:30. No working for me
The power flickered at my house last night, so I had no alarm clock this morning… Which means I woke up at 7:05. And I was supposed to be at work at 7:15. And I had to get gas. I left the house at 7:10, got gas, and made it over the mountain (in rush hour traffic mind you) by 7:20. Hell yeah. So I made it here. But I forgot lunch. Ho Hum.
In other interesting news, my office has real space stuff in it… I just found this out and it’s so awesome…. Stacey (our server dude) uses the outer shell of EXPRESS (yes, that’s an acronym) racks to hold our server. EXPRESS racks are used to hold experiments on the International Space Station. And we have the outer shell of one. Do-dah! That’s just cool.
Neither Daddy nor I felt good last night… I went home and did some mending, and talked to Chad, and went to bed. And overslept, but that’s ok. Daddy played Civilization for a while, then went to bed. I htink I’m working too many hours or something, I’m dead.
But, at the rate I’m working, I’ll only have two hours to work on Friday…. which means I can make it to Memphis earlier. Yay for me!! Also, I’ll be out of the office before Dorthy shows up…. again yay! God, she pissed me off this week…. Last week she worked from 12:30-5 every day. (count it up, 20 hours)… In that time she got *nothing* accomplished. But she claimed 40 hours. What, are we paying her to go to class now? If I clocked in my class time, I would hardly have to work at all. Lets see… Monday I could clock from 8-9:15, with 30 minutes lunch is 12 hours and 45 minutes… Tuesday 8-9:45 with 30 minutes lunch is 13 hours and 15 minutes, Wednesday 8-4:30 is 8 hours, that’s 34 hours, and I haven’t gone to class on Thursday yet. That wouldn’t work!!!
And the thing that pisses me off the most is that any time I say anything, “they” (name omitted) tell me I’m racist, I don;t likeDorthy just because she’s black. I don;t care if she’s purple and green, she is dumb and she wastes company money. Grrr. Grr. to afirmative action. Gr…
Ok, enough of that. I guess I should post his soon, before blogger dumps me.
I had a wonderful weekend Just in case you were wondering…..
I dragged (drug?) Chad and Brian all over the city, and made them tour the Space Center with me And scandalized my Granny with my *evil* bathing suit (omg… it has two pieces!!)… it was fun. And I bought tools. Lots and lots of sockets Nice ones… Craftsman. And a boom box for my car… which won’t be making it to Memphis anytime soon 
But I’ll be there next week (I’m stealing my Daddy’s car). And that makes me happy
But now I have to work. Ho hum.
Oh yeah, and humor for the day…. I picked this up somewhere online, and thought it was funny. The world needs more funnies.
GREEN EGGS & HAMLET
I ask to be, or not to be.
That is the question, I ask of me.
This sullied life, it makes me shudder.
My uncle’s boffing dear, sweet mother.
Would I, could I take my life?
Could I, should I, end this strife?
Should I jump out of a plane?
Or throw myself before a train?
Should I from a cliff just leap?
Could I put myself to sleep?
Shoot myself, or take some poison?
Maybe try self immolation?
To shudder off this mortal coil,
I could stab myself with a fencing foil.
Slash my wrists while in the bath?
Would it end my angst and wrath?
To sleep, to dream, now there’s the rub.
I could drop a toaster in my tub.
Would all be glad, if I were dead?
Could I perhaps kill them instead?
This line of thought takes consideration -
For I’m the king of procrastination.
Chad is coming to see me today Chad is coming to see me today And Brian is coming to see me, too
And…. *drum roll* …. I got an A on my physics test! Not only did I get an A, but I got the highest grade in the class (98.98). I took 5 points off od the curve I have never gotten an A in physics before…. I’m so happy
Ah well… Off to see about my “secret” before the boys get into town…. and to pick up my car from Henry’s house (I finally get to bring it home!!)
Today is a smiley face day. Even if it is raining.