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So much work to dooo ... but I don't want to get started ... wahhh.
Took a nap a little while ago because my class- was - canceled ... sort of? My expressive drawing class is so weird, last thursday instead of class the teacher scheduled individual meetings at different times- you'd think he could just have prepared something for us to do while he met with people- but no, we were just supposed to show up at his office at our meeting time. Then today, we go to class and he gives us a few announcements and then tells us we can go! So i came home and took the nap and now i feel like bleehhhh. you know what i'm talking about.
This morning Skye and I had a crazy kitchen incident with the effects of Mary's "children" ... i'll tell you more about it later.
-jeanette
EDIT:
letter i wrote to aubrey:
Mary is a forensic science major. She decided to do an extra credit project where you have to raise maggots from rotting meat in the ground. Then you pick the maggots out at different stages "sanitize" them, and bottle them for class. I told her NOT to do this experiment in the apartment, because I foresaw something terrible, but she did it anyway. She put her meat in a jar and put the jar on the balcony. So flies started coming in pretttty frequently while it was out there.
Then about a week ago, she did the "sanitizing" process which was to cook them in a frying pan over the stove to kill bacteria i guess to "preserve" them. Gross!! Even though she was done with the project it took her awhile to finally get rid of the gross maggot jar, but she did last week. She told me she dumped it down the garbage shoot (which is in the apartment building hallway).
This morning, Skye wakes me up- she says there is something really gross in the kitchen. I thought maybe Chewie had thrown up or something. No, there were maggots crawling out of our garbage can, and making their way across the floor, tons of them!!! It was SO GROSS. So we were freaking out, and she started to sweep them into a pile and i picked them up with paper towels and threw them away. When we were done, i took a shower, and when i got out and was dressed and ready for class, i came out into the kitchen and picked up my portfolio bag and there was a maggot hiding underneath it, then i picked up my shoes and there were like 8 hiding under those!! So i screamed and freaked out, and picked them up with tissue paper and flushed them down the toilet. Needless to say, i was late for class, and it was a very disgusting maggoty morning.
Took a nap a little while ago because my class- was - canceled ... sort of? My expressive drawing class is so weird, last thursday instead of class the teacher scheduled individual meetings at different times- you'd think he could just have prepared something for us to do while he met with people- but no, we were just supposed to show up at his office at our meeting time. Then today, we go to class and he gives us a few announcements and then tells us we can go! So i came home and took the nap and now i feel like bleehhhh. you know what i'm talking about.
This morning Skye and I had a crazy kitchen incident with the effects of Mary's "children" ... i'll tell you more about it later.
-jeanette
EDIT:
letter i wrote to aubrey:
Mary is a forensic science major. She decided to do an extra credit project where you have to raise maggots from rotting meat in the ground. Then you pick the maggots out at different stages "sanitize" them, and bottle them for class. I told her NOT to do this experiment in the apartment, because I foresaw something terrible, but she did it anyway. She put her meat in a jar and put the jar on the balcony. So flies started coming in pretttty frequently while it was out there.
Then about a week ago, she did the "sanitizing" process which was to cook them in a frying pan over the stove to kill bacteria i guess to "preserve" them. Gross!! Even though she was done with the project it took her awhile to finally get rid of the gross maggot jar, but she did last week. She told me she dumped it down the garbage shoot (which is in the apartment building hallway).
This morning, Skye wakes me up- she says there is something really gross in the kitchen. I thought maybe Chewie had thrown up or something. No, there were maggots crawling out of our garbage can, and making their way across the floor, tons of them!!! It was SO GROSS. So we were freaking out, and she started to sweep them into a pile and i picked them up with paper towels and threw them away. When we were done, i took a shower, and when i got out and was dressed and ready for class, i came out into the kitchen and picked up my portfolio bag and there was a maggot hiding underneath it, then i picked up my shoes and there were like 8 hiding under those!! So i screamed and freaked out, and picked them up with tissue paper and flushed them down the toilet. Needless to say, i was late for class, and it was a very disgusting maggoty morning.