midterms, no money, starbucks
Today I went to a job fair at Starbucks.
I know, what a sell out thing to do, but you see I'm a full time nerd/student that needs to not be working at a karaoke bar anymore, and I am in dire need of insurance. At starbucks you can work 20 hours a week and get insurance. Nevermind that I could make in one night what I would probably make in a week at starbucks, but you see, I really need insurance and something that isn't going to completely play a large role in the ruin of my psyche. Also I need to start thinking about things like quitting smoking, and continue this whole only going out twice a week thing I've been doing. This whole not drinking a lot I can't praise it enough. I actually feel good when I wake up in the morning. It has been way too long since that has happened, like years. Not counting the times when I could sleep as late as I wanted 'cause it didn't matter (ahem, summer). I mean I wake up early and I feel alright, I walk the dog, trot to school. I can focus, I get more accomplished. Wow oh wow oh wow.
Last night we had our first experiment night. Every wednesday my roomates and I test out an experiment on our friend Jenny. The experiment is based on maybe an urban legend or a rumor that is basically common knowledge, or silly or something. We might do a science fair at the end of our run with complete display boards. So last night we took two halves of a potato and soaked them in vodka for 3 hours. Cheap vodka. Then we placed the vodka soaked potatos under Jenny's armpits and left them there for about an hour to see if she would get drunk. We concluded that it does indeed work but it is not a pleasent drunk and that it is difficult to stand up, and your brain gets confused because you cannot taste any alcohol and your stomach is not full like when you're usually drunk.
Next wedensday we're going to see if it's true if you put drops of visine in a drink that it gives you explosive diaarea. Jenny will be our test subject again.
Poor thing.
I took my fiction midterm today, it was kind of difficult, but I think I did alright on it.
Tonight I'm going out!
I don't gotta study for nuttin.
I know, what a sell out thing to do, but you see I'm a full time nerd/student that needs to not be working at a karaoke bar anymore, and I am in dire need of insurance. At starbucks you can work 20 hours a week and get insurance. Nevermind that I could make in one night what I would probably make in a week at starbucks, but you see, I really need insurance and something that isn't going to completely play a large role in the ruin of my psyche. Also I need to start thinking about things like quitting smoking, and continue this whole only going out twice a week thing I've been doing. This whole not drinking a lot I can't praise it enough. I actually feel good when I wake up in the morning. It has been way too long since that has happened, like years. Not counting the times when I could sleep as late as I wanted 'cause it didn't matter (ahem, summer). I mean I wake up early and I feel alright, I walk the dog, trot to school. I can focus, I get more accomplished. Wow oh wow oh wow.
Last night we had our first experiment night. Every wednesday my roomates and I test out an experiment on our friend Jenny. The experiment is based on maybe an urban legend or a rumor that is basically common knowledge, or silly or something. We might do a science fair at the end of our run with complete display boards. So last night we took two halves of a potato and soaked them in vodka for 3 hours. Cheap vodka. Then we placed the vodka soaked potatos under Jenny's armpits and left them there for about an hour to see if she would get drunk. We concluded that it does indeed work but it is not a pleasent drunk and that it is difficult to stand up, and your brain gets confused because you cannot taste any alcohol and your stomach is not full like when you're usually drunk.
Next wedensday we're going to see if it's true if you put drops of visine in a drink that it gives you explosive diaarea. Jenny will be our test subject again.
Poor thing.
I took my fiction midterm today, it was kind of difficult, but I think I did alright on it.
Tonight I'm going out!
I don't gotta study for nuttin.