Random 25

This hit me from Facebook... 25 random, about me facts...

1. As apparently runs in my Kappa Psi family, I too am a little OCD… I MUST make my bed every day and things stacked in the “wrong” way really, really bother me. Oh, and people using “texting” jargon in real life (like LOL and IDK – just say the freakin’ words!!)
2. I met my boyfriend at one of his band’s shows… I’m so blessed that I chose to meet up with a high school friend that night! I shudder to think that I’d have missed out on all this if there’d just been an organic chemistry test the next day because I would have flaked on her!
3. I think I’m a different person than I was in high school but have not changed as much as some of my friends so I end up thinking maybe I didn’t change that much after all? I’m still a nerd, still baffled by the popular crowd, and still way too idealistic.
4. I actually didn’t hate high school. Am I remembering it better or was it really as bad as everyone else’s but I’m too scatterbrained to think that?
5. I really, truly love cooking. I sometimes wonder if I’d discovered this love sooner whether I’d have chosen pharmacy school over culinary school. (During horrible test weeks I really think being a chef sounds nice)
6. I cannot play a single musical instrument and am slightly jealous of those who can (especially if they can sing too).
7. The grossest food in the world is goulash. Cannot stand the stuff.
8. The respect for Dolly Parton instilled in me by my grandmum drives my mum crazy (she has tried and failed to understand it. I admit I don’t understand it at all but then I don’t try that hard. I don’t own any of her albums but if a song comes on the radio I don’t change the station, and sometimes I even sing along.)
9. I over-think most purchases that go beyond necessity. Sometimes to the point that they’re no longer in stock/style. (I'm working on this one though)
10. It would severely freak out my dad if I cut off my hair without warning him first. He would probably not talk to me for a day or two over it (if there was no warning).
11. I clean the kitchen when I’m stressed or sad. My parent’s kitchen, Skronky’s, heck – catch me at the right time and I just might clean yours! (It really freaks me out when the kitchen is a mess. I feel compelled to clean it)
12. My “backup plan” was getting a botany degree. To this day I have no idea what I would have done with one.
13. I don’t understand the reasoning behind deviled eggs. Why? Were the eggs not enough on their own that you needed to cannibalize them THEN re-stuff them with their own guts??
14. Sometimes I really miss living at our house in Norman from my Jr. year of undergrad. It was basically perfect and we got along in our own dysfunctional way just fine.
15. My best friend has pretty much moved from that title to sister. The way I figure it, we have each other to make up for me not having a sister and her having the one she does…
16. I’m darn impressed with myself when I actually complete a sewing project. I really enjoy sewing but since I don’t have much time to devote to it I let myself start something and put it off until I’ve nearly forgotten it even existed.
17. I’m loyal to a fault but if you cross me, my grudges are just as long-lived. (references on request)
18. I’ve always viewed my very close male friends as brothers. It rather cracks me up that now some of them really are fraternally related to me since I joined Kappa Psi. Also, that I’m referred to as their “brother”. Ha!
19. My grandmother collects chicken figurines and anything chicken related. I’m worried that this is some sort of dominant trait that I’ve got lurking in my DNA, ready to strike and over take my common sense any day now.
20. I read magazines from back to front. No idea why, but it makes me uncomfortable to have to read them the “right” way.
21. I’m really trying to like different kinds of wine but I’m still more drawn to the sweet, dessert-y ones.
22. I have trouble keeping myself from judging women/girls that have obviously fake nails (the longer they are, or obnoxiously painted, the harder I have to fight my bias). I don’t have a strong argument against them but still judge them.
23. When I start getting a bit of an ego about doing so well with my opportunities in life nothing brings me back to reality faster than thinking about the house where my mom grew up. My dad’s wasn’t a castle but just a tad better in comparison. Remembering visiting my grandparents when I was little brings me back to humble. I hope I never forget that, both the way it makes me feel and the way it really was.
24. I think myspace is stupid and am only on there to stay in-touch with a couple of friends from high school that I don’t know how to reach any other way.
25. I only have 7 first cousins, counting both sides of my family. Of the 6 I’ve met, I’m the oldest by several years. When I was little I used to be jealous when my friends got to go play with their cousins because I didn’t have any to play with me.

baking up some karma cookies

If you're interested in wine tasting, specifically Oklahoma wines, then I'd suggest attending this function at 50 Penn Place on Nov 15th. I am personally looking forward to it, having secured a DD and entrusted myself to mi mama & auntie who both also enjoy a nip of the vino now and then. There are even workshops offered that day that sound interesting (wine tasting with a sommelier, food & wine pairing, and how to grow grapes in Okieland). What's not to love??
I made some cookies this evening and contemplated, as they baked, how nice and homey cookies are. My chocolate chip cookies aren't pretentious or fancy but soft and flavorful (it's the added almond extract that inserts an extra unexpected kick). Cooking and baking are so like compounding in a chemistry/pharmacy lab, in my opinion, that I find it odd that many of my pharmy classmates profess to be inept at cooking. They require recipies, ingredients, measuring, mixing, and "touching up" just like the most basic of chemistry lab exercises do. Hmm... Mayhaps it is a ploy to procure free cookies? (great idea! What was I thinking??)
Had an interesting weekend with Skronky. Got to watch him work magic on some kitchen plumbing and am impressed beyond words at his newly-revealed skills. I hope to incorporated these skills into a master plan for taking over the world some day but please don't spill the beans to Skronky or he might go fishing that weekend instead. My plan working requires the utmost secrecy and discretion (causing me to rethink posting such on the internets. Yes, plural. Internets.)
That is all. Good luck and good night.

Rabies Policy

So, while sitting in lecture hall during bathroom break in class I opened up my email to see if there was anything interesting, critical, or at least worth reading. I was rendered incoherent with laughter when I found this little gem forwarded from Mum (originally written by one of her co-workers so neither of us can take credit for the funny that follows):

[Medical Center on my campus] RABIES POLICY

Don’t get bit by rabid dogs. Rabid dogs are not allowed in the facilities and therefore bites by rabid dogs are not permitted. For this reason rabid patients (or patients exposed to a rabid dog bite) will not be seen or treated in the emergency departments to avoid the risk of them biting another patient/staff member.

In my defense I was caught completely off guard so, yeah, it isn't hilarious but didn't it make you smile??
Have a beautiful day!

Happy weekend with Buffaloes and Bunnies

Had a lovely belated Valentines Day with Skronky this weekend. He got me a triumvirate of fuzzy bunnies to rule the top of my chest of drawers (also good for watching Youtube videos with, using to taunt the cat and puppy, and talking to when I think there might be someone around so that talking to myself isn't a good idea....). Yay for stuffed bunnies of Valentine's love! (By the way, we traveled all over, including Buffalo Wild Wings, Cao Nguyen Asian Market, his sister April's to see her adorable son Sebastian, and PetSmart to look at water plants. Woo!)
Took that "easy" test this morning... Ended up with a low score, of course, since I bragged about how simple it would be. Huge point spread between that score and the one I achieved in biopharmaceutics (math) from last Monday where I racked up a 91%! The joys of grad school never end, do they? (Most of my classmates spend the day gripping about how horrid today's test was before we even knew our personal scores, that's how bad it was. The 50 most random questions you can pull out of 2 chapters equaling 110 pages or so of a dry textbook...)
I've been busy the last couple of evenings working on a slideshow to take to KY Province this next weekend... Who knew a few pictures would take so much time??

Quick story: So someone I know has a very old Lumina van that s/he enjoys filling with various garage sale finds, antiques, current projects that need hauling around, etc. Well, very recently someone, ie not the owner, tried to break into said van by prying away the passenger-side window to try to unlock it with a stick or something (we're assuming here) to get into the van to steal "treasures". This sounds like a sad, thievery story, huh? Well, the joke is on the would-be thief since this particular van's passenger-side door has been broke since roughly 1997 and it has since refused to open via the outside handle! What was merely an annoyance to the owner became the confounding point for a thief who didn't try any harder than that to get into the vehicle, giving up after that devilish door's victory over mankind was once again confirmed. So yay for lazy thieves and tricky doors! The world is a safer place for garage sale treasures...

sleepy... taking over...

I'm so sleepy...
Tests are just about over (only one easy one left to do Monday) for this test block. I'm so glad they're finally at an end since I've become almost physically attached to my immunology book. And not that it's not attractive, no, it is a very splendid masterpiece of immunologic significance but I fear if I were to become too attached to said marvel of the written word then I just might go crazy (or crazier) and begin spouting helpful facts about the immune system to unsuspecting, innocent bystanders. [Who don't deserve that, I might add.] As it is I think I did well on that test this afternoon. Passed Pharm practice and PDA both with C's so please don't make me talk about them. But life is good since I can now sleep without the dread of waking up only to remember I have more studying to get done before school, and hey, it's still only five am! What? I can't hear you through my huge coffee cup and insulation of lecture notes juggled precariously on top of a stack of textbooks, notebooks, and the brace of bottled waters I haul around with me because Deans forbid I should get dehydrated on top of having a mental breakdown! Woo! Yay for compound sentences that make very little sense! (More yay for running on so little sleep then attempting to write coherently!)
This last week while driving to the post office to mail Skronky's V-day card (the lucky fellow, huh? Getting real mail from me is a rarity that few enjoy...) I happened upon the town "square" [otherwise known as the "plaza" where they put the town Christmas tree each year to make the downtown area look "festive" and "happy"] where there was a pirate! I don't know if it was the upcoming sickeningly pink heart-filled holiday, excessive studying, or a mirage but I would vow many times over that it was indeed a grown man dressed as a pirate, complete with big black hat, peg leg (with his own real leg hanging out behind the peg very conspicuously), and swashbuckler's jacket. No sword was present, to my knowledge, so he wasn't armed but anyone dressed like that downtown is dangerous in-so-much-as he could cause a wreck by being so ridiculous!!!! So, yeah, wow. If anyone around here saw him too please let me know...
In other news there has been a 200% increase in village pillaging reported in the outlying regions, especially those near large bodies of water. Witnesses claim it was a man with a wooden leg named "Jim"...
Blogger made me switch to the "new" beta format of their junk. I'm not pleased about being forced to switch but am somewhat relieved that it didn't completely delete my own personally formatted template which has far more flair and panache than their "unique", "customizable" templates have. In the future I might try to switch it out for some of the page features that I'm not html talented enough to do on my own but until I get a huge surge of "free" time (HA!) that isn't going to happen. My to-do list is so long already with things I had to put off this week...
Oh, and as to your comment Julia, I'll tell you the recipe Monday at lunch. Also, I'm telling Julie absolutely nothing about Ben's little, er, indiscretion no matter how small a problem it is. I sincerely pray you are just being a little jester... And Skronky, I don't think you've even met Ben, lemonade or not.
Love to all and to all a good, long sleepful recovery from this crazy week!