Version 2.0

I've been wanting to re-edit the dance video I made of my Italian trip for awhile now--when I made it, I was in Italy with no mouse and it's hard to be exact with your cuts using just your finger tips, so I finally went ahead and did it. I am calling it the director's cut. Enjoy the new footage and the awesomeness.

Also, Happy Thanksgiving everyone! Eat much turkey! Except vegetarians, to whom I apologize. Stay strong.

Why Life Would be Better if it was More Like Star Trek

Reasons Life Would be Better if it was More Like Star Trek:

1. Transporters would eliminate the need for me taking the bus to school and/or walking from the bus stop to class in the pouring rain/snow/hail/too bright sun/insert unpleasant weather here. They would also make stairs unnecessary.

2. Vulcans.

3. Star Fleet uniforms--getting dressed everyday would be so much easier. I switched outfits 3 times this morning. If Start Trek was real, I would just wear a blue science uniform everyday with crazy tall boots.

4. My cat would be a tribble. Actually, it would be, like, 20 tribbles, cause they reproduce at crazy fast rates.

5. I would be able to defeat enemies with a single running kick. One kick, every time, alla James Kirk. Of course, if the pattern holds, whenever I fought anyone my shirt would get torn. But I could wear undershirts.

6. I might meet Abraham Lincoln. Because he was in the Star Trek episode the Savage Curtain. He is my favorite president.

7. If Star Trek was real, there is also a possibility that I could meet my evil twin. She might have a goatee, but it would still be cool. It would not be cool if it turns out I am the evil twin. I am not entirely sure how we would decide who was the evil twin, but I'm sure we'd figure something out.

8. Andorian Ale. Cause I bet that stuff is good.

School

Oh why can't it be December? I can't wait till schools out. I thought I'd be nostalgic about not being a college student anymore, but I am so done with this school thing. I need to start my career as a crazy cat lady, laying in bed with my cats all day, opening and closing doors for them, feeding them treats, etc. And watching TV.

Actually, my post graduation plan is to run off to the Netherlands for a month. It should be cool. And by cool I mean really, really cold. Because yes, I do graduate in December.

I am going to Amsterdam to visit a friend for Christmas and New Years. It'll be weird to be away from home for the holidays, but what the heck else am I going to do? If I graduate and stay home my Dad will try to talk to me about careers. Best to get out of the country for awhile. After Amsterdam I will stop in London for a week to visit another friend. Hopefully he doesn't mind me crashing on his floor for a week. Its hard to tell over the Internet when someone is being insincere.

Ode to My Full Size Bed

I was looking through old facebook pictures today and thinking about my trip last Summer. No, not because I have no life, but because I was at work and being unproductive. I have a sore throat, okay?

Anyway, in my semi-comfortable work chair with my space heater going full blast I let my mind wander back to those happy summer days...then I found a picture of Mary and me in Rogliano, on those God awful bunk beds we slept in for a month. Every time I climbed into the top bunk I thought it was going to collapse on Mary and squish her into a pancake, which would have made her very angry (and very flat), and would have ended with me sleeping on the floor, or the balcony.

The bunk bed never did collapse but they were the smallest darn things I have ever slept in. I guess I shouldn't complain, at least Mary and I had our own beds. Some people in the program had to share.

I spent the last 2 days in my awesome bed, pretty much 24/7. I'm sick. It's a gross, green snot kind of sick, not the swine and/or regular flu. At least I don't think it is, since I got both a flu shot and the H1N1 mist. The mist was weird and made my snot taste really sugary for about 3 hours afterwards, and I'd rather have had the shot. Not that I enjoy having a needle stuck in me or anything, but the mist made my throat feel really slimy all the rest of the day. But hopefully now I won't catch either disease, since I am a total wuss when it comes to being sick. Seriously, I make a huge deal of having a tiny temperature or a runny nose. I act like I'm dying and demand chicken noodle soup and sympathy in equal doses. It is pathetic.

I hate being sick.

I'm glad I took some days off school to be sick, since it turns out I am working the whole weekend. All day Saturday, which has been crazy because maintenince forgot to set up tables for the bridge club, and Sunday from 11-4. The firemen are putting on a Thanksgiving Dinner for seniors on Sunday, and I'm not really sure why I'm working. I have no idea what they'll need me to do. Maybe I can leave early and lie in bed with my homework and cats. It is my favorite thing to do on a Sunday.