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Jul. 21st, 2009 03:14 pmMy life has just been validated by an internet quiz which declares my Calvin&Hobbes alter-ego to be Spaceman Spiff. Suddenly, medical school does not seem so important!
Um. In case you were wondering, that was dripping with more sarcasm than Evil Dead was dripping with fake blood.
Yesterday evening![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
433 and sithlet had me and Lex over to celebrate the 40th anniversary of the Apollo 11 moon landing by watching some Geeky Space Shit. I have never spent much time with Lex before, but she seems really fucking knock-down, no shit awesome. I did not know she also went to Smith, although 433 probably told me at some point and I just did not have a face to connect the information to.
Today I am one step closer to one of my summer's goals of seeing a final game at the Metrodome, about which I will brook no complaints. Nobody is making you go there if you don't like it. And I'm sure the Target field will end up being awesome, but I am just Not Interested. It still makes me to angry to think about.
Sunday's sunburn turned out worse than I had anticipated, on the side that did not seem so bad, but has since faded to a nice Minnesota tan. No hot showers for another couple days yet.
I'm really trying to work, but I really wish I was at home watching Star Trek and doing the fun part of my math homework, which involves copying it out neatly, which is far more satisfying than the smudgy pencil of the first draft. I want a vacation. A real vacation, that does not involve weddings or duty shifts. Omegacon is too far away!
the hedge abides.
Um. In case you were wondering, that was dripping with more sarcasm than Evil Dead was dripping with fake blood.
Yesterday evening
433 and sithlet had me and Lex over to celebrate the 40th anniversary of the Apollo 11 moon landing by watching some Geeky Space Shit. I have never spent much time with Lex before, but she seems really fucking knock-down, no shit awesome. I did not know she also went to Smith, although 433 probably told me at some point and I just did not have a face to connect the information to. Today I am one step closer to one of my summer's goals of seeing a final game at the Metrodome, about which I will brook no complaints. Nobody is making you go there if you don't like it. And I'm sure the Target field will end up being awesome, but I am just Not Interested. It still makes me to angry to think about.
Sunday's sunburn turned out worse than I had anticipated, on the side that did not seem so bad, but has since faded to a nice Minnesota tan. No hot showers for another couple days yet.
I'm really trying to work, but I really wish I was at home watching Star Trek and doing the fun part of my math homework, which involves copying it out neatly, which is far more satisfying than the smudgy pencil of the first draft. I want a vacation. A real vacation, that does not involve weddings or duty shifts. Omegacon is too far away!
the hedge abides.
