That itchy spot in your brain

Some updates:

Monday I had the easiest midterm for my natural disasters class. No kidding.

Tuesday I went to a psychic. It was pretty interesting. I guess I have an affinity for medicine, which is good to know when you've just left the best veterinarian school this side of the Mississippi.

Yesterday I skipped two classes to nap in my car in the parking complex. I am still getting away with parking in a spot designated for people more special than me, and I have yet to get caught. Ah, give me a little freedom and i'll run with it- apparantly getting away with parking in the wrong spots encourages me to see what else I can get away with...

This morning I adopted another rat because rogue needed a buddy and I needed another animal (obviously).

I also have a new job that I haven't started yet, but it should be funny when I do. Seens like it'll be chill.

I also have new theories about people's tendencies, it's pretty good stuff.

hahah. an ice phoenix with an epic helm riding a unicycle (try to picture it).

this is completely scatterbrained.

Peace out. Have a good weekend, I'm gonna be out in buttercup cruisin on quads and dirtbikes and generally getting sand in all the places it shouldn't be. This can only mean one thing: good times.

never ever ever break your tail bone.

vestigial piece of shit will fuck you up.

I should have been born a ninja turtle.

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So I randomly found this pamphlet titled' The Devil's Night' in reference to Halloween. Disguised as a comic book, it gives the perspective of the holiday as one created and perpetuated in satanic rituals initiated by pagan priests (affectionately portrayed as the grim reaper) and continually pulling children into witchcraft. Ultimately Halloween is to be banished because it pleases 'the devil and his withches when kids go trick or treating.'

Seriously. Why not try a more effective, if not, proactive, approach: Mass produce and market Armor of God PJs and then themselves wear them, and ride around on rabid horses carelessly wielding chainsaws on Halloween night so they can really strike the fear of god into the children.

Oh and lucky for you, the pamphlet referenced above is actually online. Check it out and see if im not exaggerating.

sour mash makes me talk tooo much.
but hey whatever. roller coaster tycoon whats a fuckin rad game. and we all know we had our moments of rampage, deleting track pieces and watching with glee as little innocent passengers' cars rocketed off-course and exploded on the pathway below. Plus who could forget those indubitably perverted mascots that would go around humping your guests?

Actually this reminds me of a more morbid reality that I was reading about the other day. Ways people have died at Disneyland: http://tafkac.org/death/disney_deaths.html . I love the way this was written it's like it's all about uncovering the dirt on Disneyland's death count, but seriously, we all know that people have died on the sky buckets, matterhorn and probably even fucking peter the fucking pan ride. But the people mover? Seriously folks, if you died on the people mover it's for the best of humanity. You were just too slow, too stupid or too fucking high on disneyland candy crack to survive the 2mph bullet ride. Charles Darwin would give his seal of approval.

However, the need for natural, or rather unnatural, selection is still strong. Some people apparantly want more stupid/slow people eliminated from their theme park of choice: http://www.peopleforthepeoplemover.org/

I'd rather save the polar bears.

I am bleeding from the eyes.

The funny thing about having a cold is how it plays little tricks on people.

Earlier today....I see that my brother is calling my cell, I answer:
Hello?
Uh...I think I have the wrong number...
Greg?
OH..Lisa? Sorry, I thought you were some mexican guy!
hahahaha

Atleast I can be incognito.


Also, lemurs are one of the coolest animals. Someone fetch me a pet lemur!

"It's like a koala bear crapped a rainbow in my brain"

seriously, it does feel like something crapped something in my brain. But nonetheless, I shall direct you to the genius from which this clusterfuck of a quote originates:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dcWQCJGF82M
Good stuff.

Today, while walking from class to class I caught this snippet of conversation:

Dude: My nose is metal. My cheeks are metal.
Girl: Metal?
Dude: Titanium.
Girl: What happens when you go to the airport?

And that was it.

Someone had warned me that UCSD students were robots, but I was thinking more along the lines of mindlessly studious rather than actual android.

Is it weird that I really want a three-legged dog?

<3 Tripods

Why do people that I don't even know IM me and vaguely profess to me their desire to try out crossdressing in a very roundabout way. How the hell would I know if you look good in a mini-skirt?

Whatever floats your boat.

Oh man, it's awesome to find your digital camera underneath a sticky note left by your hip-but nonetheless-uncle visiting for the weekend [ referring to some incriminating pictures of my friends and I participating in the usage of cannibis and a rather conspicuous 'piece' ] : "Lisa, love the pictures on the camera! Puff! Puff!"

Well, I wasn't gonna put them in the family album, but hey.