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Life Is Good :)

The (Cyber) Bag of Weasels

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"About as much fun as a bag of weasels"...when I first saw this Irish adage, it made me think of the life of a writer: sometimes perilous, sometimes painful, certainly interesting. My paper journal has always been called "The Bag of Weasels." This is the Bag of Weasels' online home.

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I like these sorts of posts, when I can ramble about all good things and have nothing to rant and cry about. Well, I can always find something to rant and cry about, but at the moment, life is good.

Today was my first day completely without pain in more than two weeks, so I hope that means that the antibiotic therapy is working. I had a weird night sleeping last night, though. I woke up from a deep slumber (after going to bed at eleven), certain that it was two or three in the morning...and it was 11:30. I kept waking up all night, so I took a long, healthy nap at work in my desk chair since Johnny the Boss took an early day. Unfortunately, I fell asleep so deeply that when the phone rang and woke me up, my neck was stiff and my hand had fallen asleep. I must have looked like an idiot, trying to type to do a prison search for the lady on the phone with my hand all crooked and claw-like. Good thing I was alone in the office!

Yesterday, we got a couple of pieces of good news. First, Bobby had an extra transcript laying around, so he opened it and discovered that his Advanced Placement Biology scores from high school had cleared him from having to take both genetics and ecology at Towson. This is wonderful news since I had both genetics and ecology at UMBC and so was two bio classes ahead of him. Now we're basically equal, except that I need zoology, which he had at Towson, since UMBC didn't offer zoology.

Then, he was reading the brochure about the Biology major and discovered that we do not need a full year of organic chemistry for the ecology track that we are taking. If we were taking the molecular and cell biology track, we would need Organic Chem 1 and 2 and both labs, but ecology only requires a class called "Fundamentals of Organic Chemistry"; it is one semester, four credits, and was offered over the winter semester last year at night. Since I was dreading organic--which has thwarted many a biology major--this was wonderful news.

Then, Bobby got word that taking our chemisty and physics classes at the community college is perfectly acceptable. This will save us lots of money, not to mention that we won't have to drive out to Towson for classes that we could take right here in Howard County. He'll be taking Chemistry 102 and the lab this autumn, then he will be caught up to me in chemistry, and we can move onto organic together.

He had a rough day today and got stuck in two hours of Capital Beltway traffic due to some eejit getting into an accident and didn't feel much like cooking, so we went out to The Trolley Stop for dinner. The Trolley Stop is one of our favorite restaurants ever; we go every two weeks. We have "Trolley Stop Weeks." The food is delicious, homemade, and incredibly inexpensive. Plus, it is served in an old building that was built in 1833; my mum feels spirits when we eat there. :) I don't feel spirits, but it is a really cool old place.

After that, we took a walk around the historic district and I treated Bobby to an Italian ice. He felt much better when all was said and done, which made me feel good. I don't like him cranky. I'm supposed to be the high-strung one in the marriage!

By the way, if you requested a postcard from me from Puerto Rico, I've finally mailed them! I managed to remember to bring them to work today and stopped at the Jessup post office, which is so much nicer than the one in Ellicott City. Or, the people who work there are nicer. The guy who helped me was actually from Puerto Rico, so we spent about five minutes chatting about the island before another customer came in. Sorry that they took so long to send, but they're on their way! Surely some of you have noticed by now that I am a bit slow in organizing the various steps of tasks. I had the cards written within two days of my return but collecting addresses and dealing with the post office took me this long! Sad, ain't it?
  • At the rate you two are going, you won't actually have to take any, y'know, classes at Towson. Just show up and collect the degrees.
    • It does seem that way doesn't it? :^D Well, we were both about a third of the way to Biology degrees when we switched majors, in part because we both did well on our Advanced Placement tests and got to skip ahead once we got to college. We have most of our core classes out of the way already, and I'm not complaining: I'd much rather spend my time and money on classes related to what we actually want to do with our degrees!
  • That feels so weird to sleep like that! Last night I slept ok, but I woke up and one point and was trying really hard to direct my dreams away from Frank (from Donnie Darko - my god! Frank was scary!).

    Yay, fundamentals of O-chem! That sounds similar to something one of my college friends took - she said it wasn't too bad (way better than Ye Olde Organic Chemistry From Hell). Hopefully it will be the same.

    Chemistry? Does it have a lab? Have fun doing titrations! Did I mention that I am DONE WITH CHEMISTRY FOREVER?!?!?!?! WOOOOOO!!! I didn't? Oh, well...

    You know, my dad got stuck in traffic too, and he said almost the exact thing. "Some eedjit decided to get into an accident, so it will be more like 40 minutes."

    I feel you on going to the post office. I procrastinated two weeks on sending something.

    Speaking of, apparently (according to Jay Leno) "mailing a letter" is a code for "let's go have sex". You learn something new everyday...O.o
    • That feels so weird to sleep like that! Last night I slept ok, but I woke up and one point and was trying really hard to direct my dreams away from Frank (from Donnie Darko - my god! Frank was scary!).

      Frank? Not the LiveJournal goat, I hope?

      Finrod: I never knew you had a thing for livestock....

      Damn him, is he following me to work now too?! Nrgh!

      Chemistry? Does it have a lab? Have fun doing titrations! Did I mention that I am DONE WITH CHEMISTRY FOREVER?!?!?!?! WOOOOOO!!! I didn't? Oh, well...

      I may have heard something along those lines. ;) I'm finished with general chem *joins you in WOOOOO!!!* and just need that "Fundamentals of Organic" stuff. So Bobby can have fun with titrations. ;)

      You know, my dad got stuck in traffic too, and he said almost the exact thing. "Some eedjit decided to get into an accident, so it will be more like 40 minutes."

      *is heartened that I'm not the only American who says "eejit"* :^D

      Around here, it's basically a daily dilemma. The day before yesterday, Bobby sat in traffic because of an accident too. Mostly because of rubber-necking: "OMG!!! Maybe I'll see blood! Maybe it'll be on the news!!" *brakelights*

      Speaking of, apparently (according to Jay Leno) "mailing a letter" is a code for "let's go have sex".

      Well now, don't go taking the fact that I just mailed you a postcard the wrong way. ;)

      Finrod: I've recently mailed letters to Turgon, Fingon, Maedhros, Maglor, Edrahil, Beren, some guy in a werewolf costume, Caranthir--

      Dawn: *facepalm* Why did I ever let him off of the balcony?
      • No, no, Frank from Donnie Darko - Donnie's imaginary friend that he sees when he's on his meds and who is crazy and creepy!

        *not even going to respond to Finrod*

        Around here, it's basically a daily dilemma.

        Here too, but usually my dad comes home on the late end of rush hour, so most of the eejits are in the claims office by then.

        Well now, don't go taking the fact that I just mailed you a postcard the wrong way. ;)

        Don't worry, I won't. Unless there's a postscript from Finrod.

        Finrod: I've recently mailed letters to Turgon, Fingon, Maedhros, Maglor, Edrahil, Beren, some guy in a werewolf costume, Caranthir--

        To Finrod: *mutter* And you were upset when I said you were a whore...hmph.
        • Don't worry, I won't. Unless there's a postscript from Finrod.

          Of course there's not. *innocent whistle*
  • Heh, I always have the hardest time with sending things via snail mail in a timely fashion, myself... I don't mind the post office when I get there, and it's close by and easy to get to (except its parking lot sucks or I suck at backing out without hitting other cars in it *cough*), but it seems like no matter where in the world I live (admittedly, that's just been a couple parts of the USA and one city in Ireland so far :P), it's just one of those "meh" places that's just waaaaaay too easy to put off getting to when I need to send stuff.

    Glad for all the good news! :D
    • The Ellicott City post office is just so damned unfriendly. When I mailed your candy and candy for my friend Tammy, it was the beginning of summer, so I didn't want it to be delivered normally and sit in a roasting-hot mailbox for the better part of the day. Roasting-hot Mailbox + Homemade Chocolates = Disaster + Mess for Mailbox Owner. So I went to the post office and asked them very nicely what was the easiest way to require someone to sign for the candy, since I didn't want it sitting in a roasting-hot mailbox.

      First, the woman looked at me like I had ten heads. Was that that weird of a request? Then she proceeded to mutter in post-office mumbo-jumbo about my different options, which didn't really answer my question. I didn't care what it cost, I just didn't want it sitting in a roasting-hot mailbox all day. Is that too hard to understand?

      But my favorite was when I sent out a huge amount of candy this past holiday. I told the fellow that it was homemade chocolate and so fragile and perishable. He proceeded to stamp "FRAGILE" on the boxes...and then threw them into a bin behind him. So no surprise that most of the stars of Feanor that I sent arrived broken.... *fumes*
  • Today was my first day completely without pain in more than two weeks, so I hope that means that the antibiotic therapy is working.

    That is really good news. I hope that you won't be bothered by this mysterious illness ever again.

    Lol! Sleeping on your desk must have been a funny thing to watch, if there had been anyone there to see you. But it sure sucks to wake up confused, realize that you're not at home, in bed, and to have stiff/sleeping muscles. I freak out for a second or two when one of my limbs fall asleep and I wake up with no feeling.

    Funny you should say that you dread Organic Chemistry. It used to be the only Chemisty I liked in high school and we had a teacher who treated us like we were supposed to become Chem specialists, or something. It was very difficult, but also very interesting.

    Poor Bobby, getting stuck in traffic. I don't know how you guys manage not to go insane, when this happens. Fortunately, I don't drive, because if I did, and if I got stuck in traffic, I would turn into a basket case and the othet people on the road would want to have my head.

    Thanks so much for the card and I can't wait to get it! *lots of hugs*
    • Lol! Sleeping on your desk must have been a funny thing to watch, if there had been anyone there to see you.

      :^D I'm sure that it is! I remain sitting completely upright in my chair, so if you didn't notice that my eyes were closed, you'd think I was just sitting there. Sometimes, I will open a book, cover my eyes, and pretend to read by really sleep. I learned that trick in university. :^P

      Funny you should say that you dread Organic Chemistry. It used to be the only Chemisty I liked in high school

      I actually liked it in high school too. I used to like drawing those long molecules with all of the carbons.... *is weird* I was good at it too, but I've heard from so many people that uni-level organic is hard. Not just drawing long strings of carbon molecules anymore. ;) UMBC (my alma mater) was a very nerdy, science-oriented school, and I struggled with the second level of general chemistry as well. Well, the whole class did. An 80% and higher was an A, that's how low the average was. I had something like a 68%, which was a solid B.

      After that, I got nervous about organic, which everyone said was harder than Chem102. Of course, they didn't have good ol' Dr. Smith, who spent a significant chunk of our lecture talking about this thing called the Carnot Heat Engine that cannot even exist in real life...yet we had to learn it. We pre-veterinary, pre-med, very practical and real-life oriented people, learning about the chemistry equivalent of a flying unicorn. Then five of fifteen questions on the damned exam (and there were only five exams) dealt with the stupid thing!

      Poor Bobby, getting stuck in traffic. I don't know how you guys manage not to go insane, when this happens.

      It's not easy and sometimes we do. ;) Sadly, you get used to it. It actually becomes almost a fun little game to try to predict what is causing the traffic. We've gotten to where we are right, most of the time.

      Also, in this area, you quickly become resigned to the fact that if you're going to drive anywhere, you're going to sit in traffic. All the more reason to move away from this place and to a region much quieter and simpler! (And nearer to the ocean!)

      Thanks so much for the card and I can't wait to get it! *lots of hugs*

      You're welcome! :) I do hope that the post office doesn't screw it up. I've had all of my international mail arrive so far, but I think that yours might be the farthest I've ever sent anything before. We'll see.... *crosses fingers*
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