THOROUGHLY convinced I was put on this Earth to show people what naturally awkward posing is all about:
Am I happy to be there? That's none of your fucking business! JK! I was sick... and I think my good ol' buddy G could sense it. Homie was onto me and my virulence...
95% of the time, I seriously look like this each time I make eye-contact with ANYONE.
I love these kids... though I'm sure my face says otherwise. I can put money on my exact thought being "Ufff... not sure about that..."
I'm not entirely sure how many times I've mentioned this, but I'm quite the HHGTTG fangirl.
I fell in love with it... I think it was 2005? My Genetics professor was freakishly fanatical about the book, and she managed to pass it on to me... well, somewhat... I wouldn't call myself "freakishly fanatical." The fact that my bestie liked the book also helped... since she has always been the voice of reason in the friendship... she explains difficult concepts to me all the time.
One of the three planned tattoos I'm getting is actually "DON'T PANIC" in "large, friendly letters."
I went through a phase in college where I'd have that scribbled on my wrist.
Seriously.
Good ol' college years...
Oddly enough, it helped...
kept me from freaking out when I saw my Biochemistry II final grade (HORRID. Embarrassingly HORRID grade. The worst final grade in my school life. Seriously, I once got an 18% on an exam, just so you can form some sort of idea of the atrocity that was Biochem II).
Anyway, come May 25th, I go ahead and celebrate with the fellow HHGTTG nerds.
How I triumphantly entered and exited the gym.
This girl will never forget to bring a towel.
Now please don't go off divulging the fact that I occasionally read. Wouldn't like that floating around the internets... might make me sound a little smart... and I hear smart girls scare/bore the dudes...
Wait... in that case...
I FUCKING LOVE BOOKS!
BOOKS, BOOKS, BOOKS!
The thicker, the better!!
...wait... !!
This whole Harry Potter thing is getting crazy...
Ok, I shouldn't complain, since I'll take Harry Potter over Twilight ANY. DAY.
However, it doesn't mean I like it.
I remember trying to get into it... but the moment I opened any one of the books, Rowling's condescension turned me off... immediately. I don't enjoy being treated like a retard... trust your reader to understand what the fuck you're trying to say, don't beat them over the head with your bullshit.
Prime example:
While in Chicago, my now-goddaughter, Beca, was reading "Pride and Prejudice." I asked her how she liked it. Beca: Well, I've only read a few chapters. So far... it's different. Me: Oh, trust me, the story's awesome. Beca: Really? So it's worth reading, then? Me: Yeah. I mean... if you like happy endings. It's sort of like Cinderella... minus the magic, or mean step-sisters, and shit like that. Actually... it's not like Cinderella at all. Still good, though. Beca: Ok. It's just really different for me because I'm used to Harry Potter... you know... where she just tells me everything. Me: Yeah... apples and oranges, Beca.
But... whatever, I guess as long as it gets people reading-- just like the articles in Playboy-- it can't be too bad (unless it's Twilight. FUCK. THAT. SHIT. That just turns people into little twats).
Anyway, off-topic:
I'm currently at that stage where I'm getting sick... but it's not full-blown illness just yet. I'm lethargic, with inflamed joints and all that shit... but my nose isn't running, I don't have a cough, I'm not running a fever... I'm just dizzy and dealing with the headache that won't go away. It makes me sad and angry at the same time.
But it all gets better after this:
I'm part of the Noble gang.
Although my much-smarter chemist/physicist/mathematician cousin informed me of something WAY cooler
"I always thought you were more like Technetium: A special substance amidst the boring transition metals with very unique properties."
And that's why I'd fight bitches who talked shit about his gentle, intellectual nature... and I may have said I was going to marry him back when we were toddlers...
