"The Vagina is a funny thing."
"It's like a balloon."
Um, please don't tell me that. Please don't blow into it or expand it or tie a string to it to prevent it from going away.
I think the first requirement to becoming a doctor must be a high bluff skill. Even if you fail the roll, you still need to be able to pass the check by at least 20 at any and every point in time. I swear to god, they ask certain questions and you give them certain answers and there is no way in hell that the look on their face and the words coming out of their mouth is accurately portraying all of what's going through their head. I want to trust the doctor, I really do, but how can I?! Please oh please, just give me a look of shock or surprise or disbelief or anything and I'll think that you're human again!
The other day my heart stopped long enough to be pronounced dead when I thought I missed drop/add for the Fall semester. Then I realized I had just missed it for the Summer (which doesn't matter one bit) and Fall was still a ways off, and breath and life entered my lungs again. I'm glad however that my first instinct when disaster, such as missing a school deadline, hits is to immediately brainstorm contingency plans and schematics for working around the seemingly end-of-my-life problem. Even while shutting down, my brain tried to come up with ways to avert the problem. At some point along the way I must have learned that one always has options, especially ones that you just haven't come up with yet. Thank you, Master.
I went to get my oil changed and car washed today, and as soon as it was time for the washing part the sky opened up and water fell in buckets. By the time I got home, the sun was shining again and my car looked dirtier than ever. At least my free car wash doesn't expire for 15 days, although I hate having to drive all the way to that freaky location again :P That story really sucks compared to the funny quotes I promised I would blog and have since forgotten. Gosh dang it. There was something else I had wanted to blog about simply to prevent me from forgetting it, but now it seems like such a chore. It needs to be much earlier in the morning and I need to be much more exhausted before I feel capable of blogging certain things. Or I just need a good shot of really hardcore drugs.
It just thundered and lightninged really close to my house, all the while being bright and sunny outside. ...okay, twice. I feel like I must be in the Poltergeist hovering storm thingy.
Libby would be so proud of me today. I am officially immune to the human papilloma virus, as well as the virus that causes most strains of genital warts. I can finally work that street corner without making my clients fill out paperwork and getting tested first! Sweet! I'm gonna go make some extra bucks, so make an appointment and maybe I'll catch you later ::wink::
Um, please don't tell me that. Please don't blow into it or expand it or tie a string to it to prevent it from going away.
I think the first requirement to becoming a doctor must be a high bluff skill. Even if you fail the roll, you still need to be able to pass the check by at least 20 at any and every point in time. I swear to god, they ask certain questions and you give them certain answers and there is no way in hell that the look on their face and the words coming out of their mouth is accurately portraying all of what's going through their head. I want to trust the doctor, I really do, but how can I?! Please oh please, just give me a look of shock or surprise or disbelief or anything and I'll think that you're human again!
The other day my heart stopped long enough to be pronounced dead when I thought I missed drop/add for the Fall semester. Then I realized I had just missed it for the Summer (which doesn't matter one bit) and Fall was still a ways off, and breath and life entered my lungs again. I'm glad however that my first instinct when disaster, such as missing a school deadline, hits is to immediately brainstorm contingency plans and schematics for working around the seemingly end-of-my-life problem. Even while shutting down, my brain tried to come up with ways to avert the problem. At some point along the way I must have learned that one always has options, especially ones that you just haven't come up with yet. Thank you, Master.
I went to get my oil changed and car washed today, and as soon as it was time for the washing part the sky opened up and water fell in buckets. By the time I got home, the sun was shining again and my car looked dirtier than ever. At least my free car wash doesn't expire for 15 days, although I hate having to drive all the way to that freaky location again :P That story really sucks compared to the funny quotes I promised I would blog and have since forgotten. Gosh dang it. There was something else I had wanted to blog about simply to prevent me from forgetting it, but now it seems like such a chore. It needs to be much earlier in the morning and I need to be much more exhausted before I feel capable of blogging certain things. Or I just need a good shot of really hardcore drugs.
It just thundered and lightninged really close to my house, all the while being bright and sunny outside. ...okay, twice. I feel like I must be in the Poltergeist hovering storm thingy.
Libby would be so proud of me today. I am officially immune to the human papilloma virus, as well as the virus that causes most strains of genital warts. I can finally work that street corner without making my clients fill out paperwork and getting tested first! Sweet! I'm gonna go make some extra bucks, so make an appointment and maybe I'll catch you later ::wink::