Aaaaaaggggghhh

Does anyone know how to make my nose detachable/re-attatchable? Please?? ;_;

In other news: I find it irksome that the AT&T GO phones are using The Ramones' "Blitzkrieg Bop" in their commercial. There are a lot of songs that have the word "Go" in them--why abuse that one?

I need to think of a name for my forthcoming automobile. I thought about getting license plates that said "R.D." on them, so it could be the R. Dorothy/Red DestinyMobile, but that's the best I've come up with so far. It's a red Subaru hatchback--any ideas?

Speaking of car names, I've recently taken to calling the Taurus "Scurvy Pete," because one of the headlights no longer works, even after changing the bulb. SO, it only has one eye! Get it? HA HA HA! XD

But seriously, I am tired, and I have played way too much NWN. Must get up at a decent hour tomorrow to turn in labs. G'night.

"I'm tired, I'm cranky, and my wife's in Argentina. Let's get this over with."

My labs are turned in. I think. I brought them to the prof's office on hard copy, but he wasn't there, and then I realized that he never said he was going to *be* there today. So I e-mailed them as Word docs instead. I really hope they get there, b/c it's kind of important. (EDIT: The e-mail was sufficient. W00t!)

My nose has stopped running! Hooray! :D But now it's just stuffed up. Boooo! And I have to work tonight, of course. Uwaaaaa. I want to stay home and sleep. Tomorrow I skip town for the weekend. I am not exactly looking forward to that, but it's mainly because I'm sick.

Blah, I hate germs. I blame whoever brought the plague to Law, because judging from the e-mails on the itstaff list, everyone there has gotten sick during late last week and the majority of this week. Well hey, at least this time around, the "OH NO YOU'RE SICK DON'T GIVE ME SARS!!" jokes have been kept to a minimum. ;pppp

I got razzed by some smelly homeless guy at the store today, for using more than one bottle return machine. One was plastics and one was cans, because I had a ton of both, and I was almost done and ready to punch out on the friggin' plastics machine anyway, so he didn't need to pitch a fit. As if I needed such pleasantries in my current state. ;p

I probably shouldn't post when I'm cranky. What's for dinner? I don't know! :O I hope Boy Genius James has something fabulous in mind.

I'm out for now. NWN TAIMU