cleverly disguised as a responsible adult

I think it's been almost two weeks since my annoying coworker's been here. This is fabulous! Mind you, my productivity's still low, more a function of my procrastination than anything else, but it's peaceful and relaxing to be here. I also found out today that the other members of our group and Boss know what an asshat the annoyance can be. That was a nice surprise. It appears as though the other people in lab know how much I detest this one person, though they're going to do their best to make sure that I don't actually kill him. *pout* But it'd be so damn satisfying...

Hm, I wonder why Launchcast is refusing to give me good music. This is getting on my nerves. I want something happy, bouncy, or rhythm-driven to keep me awake while my body wants to put me into food coma. Since the other occupants of my office are gone for the day, I could sing along or even dance. But I need good music for that. Why won't the DJ gnome of Lauchcast fulfill this one whim? Why, Darwin, why?!

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Medomalacuphobia is the fear of losing an erection.
Medorthophobia is the fear of an erect penis.
What if you have both?
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This is just wrong. Though, it'd be really funny if they got rigged with motion detectors. You'd be walking along and suddenly would hear, "Hey! Quit compacting me! What, you think it's easy decompsing?! Yeah, bud, I'm talking to you!"


Quotes of the Moment
I've wrestled with reality for 35 years, Doctor, and I'm happy to state I finally won out over it.
-- Jimmy Stewart, in "Harvey", 1950

The Phantom mumbled "fine whatever, run around with a blue mouth and look like you've been eating smurfs all day".
thephantomblot and mock_the_stupid

I want the working day to be over. I think in another hour or so I can escape without catching flak from anyone...though I'm going to be here all weekend, too. Yeah, I know I should be writing my prelim, but I can't seem to get in The Zone and don't want to write drivel that'll be more of a bitch to edit than just waiting for tomorrow.

Heh. Read this article this morning. I'm not really sure if I believe what they claim, but it's pretty entertaining.

So, this morning I almost got into a nasty car wreck.
( Cut for traffic ranting )

Bah. I love this town, but traffic laws are more along the lines of polite suggestions, and people here seem to forget that they have to pay attention to what's going on around them as soon as they slide behind the wheel. *sigh*

Quotes of the Day
When the gods wish to punish us, they answer our prayers.
-- Oscar Wilde, An Ideal husband, 1893

In the end, we will remember not the words of our enemies, but the silence of our friends.
-- Martin Luther King Jr.

First there is a time when we believe everything, then for a little while we believe with discrimination, then we believe nothing whatever, and then we believe everything again - and, moreover, give reasons why we believe.
-- Georg Christoph Lichtenberg

God, I'm sorry for whatever it is that I did. I promise to never do it again, if you just take the pain away. It's really unnecessary to employ dwarves to excavate my head between my temples and behind my eyes. I mean it, I'm really really really really sorry.

*sigh*

My horoscope today confuses me.
Scorpio
They've all heard the legends. Now they want to meet the person behind the reputation. You're a little nervous about living up to your public persona, but you're also looking forward to a chance for setting the record straight.

So, what are these legends that "They" have all heard? I'm kinda worried about this. I'm not sure which public persona I'm trying to live up to or how I'm supposed to set the record straight. I mean, if I'm using a facade or mask with the public, why would I want to change that perception?

Maybe I'm thinking too hard about this...

I'm still officially tired of the rain. I laughed when a friend today looked at the storm and said, "Mother Nature saw the trailer for Day After Tomorrow and said to herself, 'I can do better than that!!'"

*sigh* Of course the showing of Shrek 2 that we wanted to see was sold-out...damn kids. Oh well, these things happen. There's always tomorrow.

Remember the movie Pump Up the Volume? It occurs to me that the LiveJournal community is sort of like the end of the movie when the kids are pirating radio frequencies all across the country. No real reason for the thought, other than I watched it again this afternoon when there's other things I really should've been doing. heh. "should". heh.

Is it a bad sign when you don't know the name of the drug you just took? I've had an emergency stash of bad-ass headache medication since Christmas. One of my aunts gets chronic migraines and was nice enough to share some of the heavy-duty ones with me. I feel better now, 20 minutes after the first dose, than I have in the last several hours, but I'm kind of disturbed....

Bah. There's no more creativity left in me today. I think I'm gonna go finish my book now, assuming my eyes are willing to focus again (yes, it makes it difficult to type, too. don't be a smartass).

Like I say every week, god I hate Mondays...

But, coffee was brewed when I got into work - no thanks to the bus that decided not to show up this morning! No, I didn't miss it; I was out on the curb four or five minutes before it was due to show up. It's all good, though. I mean, it's not like I had a whole hell of a lot to do this morning.

Hm, maybe if I plan ahead and actually think about the work I want to accomplish this week it'll all go smoother. Nah...sounds suspiciously like planning. :-)

In completely unrelated news, I seem to have lost my hat. I couldn't find it anywhere in the clutter of my living room this morning. This bothers me. My glasses don't allow clip-on or magnetic sunglasses, and I'm too cheap to fork over the cash for prescription ones. My hat's a substitute to keep the sun from my eyes. Ah, well. It'll show up eventually.

I got this quote from one of my daily sites. It seems appropriate for how I sometimes see the world. Bah. Maybe more coffee'll help...
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"Remember, the shadows are just as important as the light."
- Jane Eyre

Why am I so tired? I haven't done anything except work, play with clay, make cookies, talk to friends (I miss you, Myn!), and.... Hm. Maybe that's enough.

I'd like to not need sleep. Think of all the things I could get done! Maybe I should stop taking my meds, then I'd be good with 4 hr/night. *grin*

Blah. Anyway, sleep well, have pleasant dreams, and I shall see you in the morning!

My current favorite person = Heather!! I must now watch all the wonderful Zim goodness she's provided me. The pants command me! I must not ignore my veins.

I'm so glad to be at home. I really like it here. Don't get me wrong, it was nice to visit my parents, but there's a certain amount of stress that comes from being around my mother for any length of time.

The funeral was a typical funeral. My father was...charming...don't really feel like going into it, though. It was nice to see all of that side of my family, even though it was pretty sad. At my funeral, there will be NO videotaping, and close friends, siblings, other relatives will NOT be required to do any of the readings. And at the lunch after the service, there'd better be a keg. That's all I have to say about that.

Yay! Get to see "Man on Fire" tonight. Will post a review sometime.

Why the hell did I decide to join a lab with a PI who's a morning person!? I mean, WTF was I thinking?!

*sigh*

I mean, if I had things I needed to do today, they'd get done early. I suppose there are a few housekeeping tasks that need done at my bench. Other than that, I was going to work on a grant application for an assignment. But wait, it gets better. Evidently the computer in my office borked itself sometime in the last day. Don's been at it since yesterday afternoon. What's he doing? Yeah, I don't know.

*sigh*

I even get to go have an uncomfortable dinner with my dad and aunt tonight. It shouldn't be too terrible, but it's not really something that I'm looking forward to with great zeal. He's family so I have to love him, but I don't particularly like the man.

*sigh*

Someone find me tonight. I will be more than happy to do something that doesn't require a brain. I'd read, but that takes more brain than I think I'm going to have to spare. My motivation levels are dangerously low, which as we all know, never ends well.

*sigh*

I finished yet another volume of Sandman this afternoon. Damn, but those stories are gorgeous. I like getting pulled into his world. Here's a part that resonated with...something I think/know/feel.

Identity blurs...
In the pale light of the moon
I play the game of you.
Whoever I am. Whoever you are.
All sense of where I am, of who I am,
and where I'm going
has been swallowed by the dark.
And I walk through the stars and sky...