Monday, December 26, 2011

Making A Scene At Christmas Eve

I found the best way to do this is to spout blood from an appendage. Any appendage will do.

Per usual, my family was the last of 16 guests to arrive at Christmas Eve. We were balancing bulky presents and dishes of food and wine in our arms so getting through the door (which liked to swing shut of its own accord) became quite the feat. I got half way in and still had one foot outside when the door decided to shut and hit me in the achilles. It stung briefly but I thought nothing of it and headed inside.

After greeting everyone I made my way into the living room and sat on the couch next to my grandpas brother and my mom. We had been talking for a few minutes when I happened to glance down at the ground to see my own blood pooling on our hosts white carpet. It was actually kind of horrifying. Then I lifted my pant leg a little to see the blood oozing out from where the door hit earlier. When I nudged my mom and pointed, all hell broke lose.

Someone ran to get a first aid kit, someone else threw paper towels at me, my mom put a plate under my foot to catch the blood, a fury of questions was launched, "how did this happen?", "when?", "does it hurt?", are you ok?" -- No, it did not hurt, I barely even noticed. Everyone else stopped what they were doing and gathered to see the commotion. My dad rushed to clean the carpet and sat there completely in the way dabbing at the spot while I tried to stop the bleeding. He was completely focused on removing the stain from the carpet and when I mentioned how in the way he was, he said "Well, you could move". Pure class.

Anyways, the cut ended up being fairly small and I am not sure how it was able to produce so much blood (through the coarse of the night it bled through two band aids and a sock). It really didn't hurt so people making a huge deal about it was oh so much fun. My dad successfully removed the carpet stain. The rest of the evening people kept saying things like "hows that foot" and "you better be careful where you step". How wonderfully fantastic it was.


Wednesday, December 21, 2011

Feeling Magical


While I was running just now, it started snowing and this song from Edward Scissorhands came on my ipod:


It was magical. Afterwards, the theme song from Inception came on and it was way less magical and a lot more "you better go faster or you won't get that idea planted properly into the victims dream within a dream". That won't make sense to anyone who has not seen the movie. Too bad. Everyone should see that movie.

Wednesday, December 14, 2011

Done-zo!

YES. Done with finals. Done with homework. Done Done Done.

Now to start forgetting everything I learned (or thought I learned until starting the test and realizing I most definitely had not in fact learned).

During finals week everything other than finals seems really unimportant. There is no time to return texts or go running or take a shower or express interest in what other people are saying or take care of yourself or clean anything. This became especially noticeable this year as my peak studying period happened to coincide with my desperately needing to do laundry and buy food period. For lunch yesterday I had a few clementines, some almonds, a protein bar, and some cookies because it was all I could find within 50 feet of my desk. Then, as soon as each final is taken, all that stuff that became your life is suddenly meaningless and will probably never be used again. I for one could not be more happy about never having to hear about solving the 2D partial differential wave equation using the Fourier series or separation of variables method. Fourier can suck it.

After about 40 hours of straight studying with only about 2 hours of sleep and no meaningful human contact followed by 6 hours of finals followed by 2 hours of paper writing I went for a really weird run in the rain. It felt like I was on several different types of drugs and my iPod sounded like the world was a concert. Ya...then I slept for 12 hours.

Thursday, November 24, 2011

Challenge DESTROYED

HAHAHA! 4 posts in less than 1 hour. Take that Betsy Flood. You were so right.


Ed Bassmaster Videos + 20 Day Challenge

When I get back to school from break I have decided to make something different for dinner every single day for 20 days because I am getting really bored of turkey sandwiches and soup.

That is really all I have to say about that.

Also check out these links:


Thanksgiving Average Age


At Thanksgiving this year I was the youngest person by 30 years.

There were 2 people in their 50s, 1 in their 60s, 3 in their 70s, and 2 in their 80s.

I was the only one there who had not witnessed the 1960s and my mom and I were the only ones who had not witnessed any part of the 1950s.

In fact, I am willing to bet that the average age of the people at my thanksgiving (about 65) was significantly higher than that of any of my friends. Average age not counting me was about 72.

It wasn't bad though. Old people have a lot of interesting stories so it was cool.

Challenge Accepted

Betsy Flood says: "I just blogged three times in 24 hours. Beat that. (I don't doubt that you will)."

Well Betsy, I am going to show you just how right you are.