Me being thick and bold

Today has been ok... still haven't gotten a good nights sleep since they won't turn off the heaters in Hixson. Bitches! So I went to lunch with my sister and a friend and proceeded to make the most racist, sexist, and otherwise blatantly offensive jokes just for the sake of doing it. It was much fun! It's like everything people might be thinking about but they won't say it because it might be offensive... even if you're joking when you say it... ha! screw that crap! say the damned thing and laugh... everyone knows it's in good fun! I found out, or I have made a very educated guess that my power supply crapped out! will write more later!

Technology is great

My computer won't turn on... I believe a fan crapped out so it is keeping itself from frying by not letting me start it. Need to take it apart and try to fix it. My blogging will be at a standstill until next weekend most likely. I know... it's horrible... but we'll all survive!

Conversation

Conversations can put so many things into context that we would otherwise ignore. Today I spent an large amount of time in the SI office talking and hanging out with my supervisor Richard. We determined the following:

1. Any country can go kick another countries ass if it is in the protection of their own freedom, economic interests, etc.
2. War is not pretty... many people don't want to acknowledge this and that cycles up to politicians chastising generals about civilian casualties as being too heavy or not putting enough troops in theater. Do people honestly think our troops try to kill civies? Do people think that we can avoid collateral damage in an urban, civilian populated combat environment?
3. Things with Cristi and I probably wouldn't ever work out because of our social upbringing. Granted we could "make it work" but we both agreed that while Cristi and I are compatible, there are too many fundamental differences in our upbringing for the amount of work to be small enough to handle.
4. I need to date an older woman. This was Richard's response to me talking about the shortcomings of mine and cristi's relationship. He is gay and has a lot of female friends and he is older by about 5+ years (I don't know how old he is) and he said that what I need to be happy is almost nonexistent in 20 year old women. He said that I should ask out the woman at the Crisis Center who is 30... just to "go have some fun even if it doesn't work out".
5. We determined that there is a certain level of emotional detachment and apathy that seems to be prevalent in military brats. He suggested that there may to be an online dating website that is devoted to military brats who want to meet and date fellow military brats. This made me laugh and wonder... ?
6. We decided that we are tired of people sticking up for the prisoners in Guantanamo Bay. They have a roof over their heads, copies of the koran, and they "aren't lieing in their own excrements for days". These are humane conditions, but anything more would be too much for a 1) Prisoner of war who pointed a weapon at one of our guys with the intention of killing him/her and 2) Terrorist who wants nothing more than for all of us to die. We spoke of the fact that they are not deserving of rights of a citizen, they deserve the rights of POWs and are therefore subject to a military tribunal and we agreed that most of them should be hung.
7. We are both apathetic to people being emotional and don't really care about being politically correct.
8. We had an interesting conversation about how there must be something either genetic, environmentally in the womb, or a combination of the two the influences sexual preference. We also talked about how gay people can't help finding people of the same sex attractive much the same way a straight person can't help finding someone of the opposite sex attractive.

good times... there's stuff i forgot we talked about... ahh well... oh there is this very attractive girl in my organic and cell bio. class. She has gorgeous light blue eyes! OMG!!! I'm such an eye person haha! someone in my unit told me that i was too sensitive and borderline gay for paying attention to eyes... i promptly told him to fuck off followed by some kind of insulting retort.

i may have made another mistake on my organic test... let the nail-biting begin... that is, if my front teeth came together enough for me to bite my nails :-( kiki! bite your nails for me!

FYI

umm... no kiki i dont believe there is such a thing as a small organic test... but at least i didnt make a pun out of in vertebrate :-P lol that was sad!!! :-D

well i did well on the organic test... at least i feel very confident that i did well. well enough to say this:

Dr. Nikles, I release flatulence in your general direction!!!!

yes i know its a spin off from monty pylon, but it soooo fits after that test! i called a friend tonight and was about to tell him that i raped it from every direction but noticed a girl was standing there so i figured i would just say that i bent it over and spanked it like a 4 year old in K-mart.

Had a beer... gonna have another one... gonna do my laundry and dishes and probably go to bed... yay! i get to start sequences and series studying tomorrow

Test

sorry i havent written... HUGE organic test tonight... will inform as to how it goes

A little progress along with a brunette

I lay down, about to fall asleep. It has been a long day of studying; there is still more to come. I set my alarm on my phone... 30 minutes should be sufficient. I move the unfolded laundry that is on my bed aside, enough room for one leg to lie on the bed and one leg gets propt on top of the pile. I breathe heavily. My eyes shut tight, not from flexing my orbicularis occuli muscles, but from the pull of gravity as my whole body relaxes; the kind of total relaxation that your body experiences when taking a nap after long hours of mental strain. Thoughts drift into my head, wondering thoughts, thoughts about my tests this week, thoughts about studying later tonight. Suddenly I am joined in this world of thought. It is a woman, we are in my room lying in my bed. She has long straight beautiful brown hair. I cannot see her face, but she has an off-white skin complexion, slightly darker than mine but not too dark. She is in good health and obviously exercises. We lay there, in the bed in my head, she speaks but I do not hear what is coming out of her mouth. She lays up against me. I try to look at her face but for some reason never see any of the features. It does not bother me, it is nice to have a woman laying against me. Breathing next to me. Taking a nap with me. It is here that I realize in my little world of pre-nap thought that this is the future girl I will be able to take a nap with. My future special someone. The someone who will take me on my next ride of relationship ups and downs, this brunette in my head... the alarm goes off. I wake up, turn it off, and don't start moving towards leaving for another 5 minutes. Did that really just happen? I ask myself... did I just think about having someone in my life, someone to take a nap with and not think about Cristi at all? I smile... I must be making progress.

:-)

Yes i know... i just posted

Saw this on a friend's facebook profile... it reminds me of people who are so caught up in "making things work" that they forget that sometimes there are just unresolveable differences that will manifest themselves as big problems later. It also goes on to talk about why you should be in a relationship... ill italicize little things that jumped out at me:

An African proverb states, "Before you get married, keep both eyes open, and after you marry, close one eye." Before you get involved and make a commitment to someone, don’t let lust, desperation, immaturity, ignorance, pressure from others or a low self-esteem, makes you blind to warning signs. Keep your eyes open, and don’t fool yourself that you can change someone or that what you see as faults aren’t really important. Once you decide to commit to someone, over time his or her flaws, vulnerabilities, pet peeves, and differences will become more obvious. If you love your mate and want the relationship to grow and evolve, you’ve got to learn to close one eye and not let every little thing bother you. You and your mate have many different expectations, emotional needs, values, dreams, weaknesses, and strengths. You are two unique individual children of God who have decided to share a life together. Neither of you are perfect, but are you perfect for each other? Do you bring out the best in each other? Do you compliment and compromise with each other, or do you compete, compare, and control? What do you bring to the relationship? Do you bring past relationships, past hurt, past mistrust, past pain? You can’t take someone to the altar to alter him or her. You can’t make someone love you or make someone stay. If you develop self-esteem, spiritual discernment, and "a life", you won’t find yourself asking someone else responsible for your happiness or responsible for your pain. Manipulation, control, jealousy, neediness, and selfishness are not the ingredients of a thriving, healthy, loving and lasting relationship! Seeking status, sex, wealth, and security are the! wrong reasons to be in a relationship. What keeps a relationship strong? Sharing common goals and interests. Communication, intimacy, trust, a sense of humor, sharing household tasks, some getaway time without business or children and daily exchanges, a meal, shared activity, a hug, a call, a touch, a note. Leave a nice message on the voice mail or send a nice email. Growth is important. Grow together, not away from each other, giving each other space to grow without feeling insecure. Allow your mate to have outside interests. You can’t always be together. Give each other a sense of belonging and assurances of commitment. Don’t try to control one another.
Learn each others family situation. Respect his or her parents regardless. Don’t put pressure on each other for material goods. Remember for richer or for poorer. If these qualities are missing, the relationship will erode as resentment, withdrawal, abuse, neglect! And in place dishonesty, and pain replace the passion. The difference between United and Untied is where you put the I.
Before you keep reading on and on answer this am I wrong to want what I want?

Long day

Got up and went to chem recitation... went to research which was very short as a result of our cells biting the dust and needing to be recultured. Went searching for apartments and traffic got really shity so on the way back to my friend Brandon's car, we got a drink and played pool at the bar he plays pool at sometimes. Came home and studied some organic, not as much as i needed to but that is to be expected with all the commotion in the house. I called you back Kiki! Yea! and I left you a very bland voicemail message... sorry, next time I'll try to leave something in a high pitched voice or something like that...

mmmm... sleep = good!

Yay... sort of

I made a 76 on my Calculus 2 test, which would be unacceptable in any other situation save for the fact that the class average was a 53... so ill take 23 points above the average to mean that im in good shape. Drinking so much alcohol down at new orleans has me experiencing cravings for a beer, white russian, or any other tasty beverage with ethanol in it; hopefully they'll go away soon because cravings suck! I'm going to watch the UAB vs. Memphis basketball game on ESPN2 tonight with my dad... its a date! :-P we were going to try and attend the real game at Bartow Arena but I kept forgetting to buy tickets (and my dad certainly could not get online to make the purchase) and alas there were no seats left whence i madest my way to the ticket selling establishment. So we are going to watch it here at the hizzy! I've got ALOT of organic studying to do this weekend!!!!!!!!!!! OMG!!! KIKI BE WARNED: EVERYTHING from the first semester of organic will come back and slap you in the face when you get past the second chapter of benzene rings and start hitting synthesis and alcohols... so if I were to have had such knowledge at my disposal about 2 weeks ago, I would have started reviewing everything... so get on it there woman!

Jodi, thanks for the phone call last night! I was busy unpacking and I had to get a lot of school things straight since I missed 3 days this week. I'll call you some time this weekend :-D

My absence

Well as the whole 2 of you know, I haven't been writing the past few days and that is because my unit went down to New Orleans to march a few mardi gras parades. Now before you act like that isn't a big deal, parades in uncomfortable shoes aren't that fun and mardi gras parades start and stop so much that it takes nearly 3 times as long to get them done as it would a normal parade. But it was cool nonetheless... here's a recap of the more interesting moments:

1) We took a wrong turn going into new orleans and ended up going out of new orleans and got to see the havoc that Katrina reaped upon the hardest hit areas... depressing
2) I ate sea bass for the first time ever... delicious
3) Heard a riddle that is usually only solved by serial killers and sociopaths... one of our people solved it... scary :-P
4) Saw some female surface anatomy :-D :-D :-D
5) Was told I was throwing beads to the wrong team when I threw some to one of the guys in my unit who hadn't seen me yet
6) Hand my first new orleans style hand grenade... it tastes like good vodka and margaritta mix
7) Made eyes and flashed a smile at old ladies on balconies to get beads... yes im totally shameless
8) Got to the parade sites ass early and just had to sit around for hours... both times... that's the army for you... hurry up and wait
9) SAW MY UNCLE!!! Ok so we were stopped because floats in front had stopped. I was talking and just looked over and saw my uncle Paul. He had just gone to buy some beverages for himself, my aunt, and my cousin. What are the chances?
10) Drank beer, ate two small pizzas, and went swimming in my underwear with some of my unit people after the parade we did yesterday... yes underwear, because none of us had swimsuits.
11) Formed the WHJ club (while at the pool)... it now consists of about 7 members from my unit and the hazing ritual is that you must drink beer from someones bra cup (with bra removed from body). Yes... i did partake.
12) Did the whole "flirting with my eyes" to some cute chick. She threw me some beads and we continued to glance back and forth at each other since we had stopped there for a few minutes. She couldn't handle the uniform lol :-P
13) Apparently i look good in wet boxer briefs and flexing my muscles... lol umm... yea... i was only slightly uncomfortable
14) Had my first Maker's Mark and Coke drink... very good!
15) Passed out on the bed when I was supposed to be studying (from fatigue, not liquor)
16) Ate waaaaay too much fast food.
17) Tried a beer at the local brewery that was a little too bitter for my personal liking and had a white russian instead.
18) The one night I told some of the crazier people that I would and could go out with them, they were all too tired to do anything except go grab something to eat.
19) Saw LOTS of very attractive young ladies!!!
20) Was told that I was gay for drinking a caramel frappucino from Starbucks, when in fact the only reason I was drinking said frappucino was because I wanted a cold and sweet coffee drink.
21) Actually worked out after the first parade
22) Had fried chicken for breakfast because nothing else was open besides Popeyes.

And one note to finish on:
23) Major Johnson (yes, his last name is Johnson and he is a Major) addressed us after the trip. He told us that he has a newfound appreaciation and respect for what the band is required to do under its mission statement. He mentioned that during the parade, his feet were aching and blistering and he realized that he wasn't even having to carry instruments or worry about playing. Some of the other non-band people that went along agreed.

Yay, the band gets a little more respect from the "head shed" people than it did before. That about wraps it up!