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It's been pretty hot and muggy here the past two days. Nothing like typical Florida weather, but we've been having such nice cool days so far here that this isn't a welcome change.
It randomly decided to hardcore rain for like half an hour, so when we got the mini-golf place, they had closed mini-golf for the rest of the night because of the water and lightning. Yeeaarrrgh.
We don't use the door to Tom's dorm building anymore, he's decided that we're only allowed to use the window to the common room to enter and exit. I don't know how long the novelty of coming in and out of a window will last, but it was entertaining for today.
The professor I'm doing research with just told me the other day how many acorns I'm going to need for this year--my jaw definitely unhinged because it dropped so fast. Apparently I'm taking over Julia's research from last year as well, which involved determining which animals were eating which acorns. I know, sounds exhilarating. I guess I haven't really even talked about my research, so I'm sure no one really knows what the hell all this acorn business is about. Ask me about it sometime if you'd like to know.
Anyhoo, so far I've filled up one of those big cardboard file-boxes (the kind from Staples that you fold to put together) with acorns. It's so effin' heavy, and I think I'm going to need a few more boxes full. I'm going to get whacked by the squirrel mafia for stealing so many acorns. Tom's been helping me out a lot, and more and more people keep offering to help. It's kinda turning into the whole Tom Sawyer white-washing a fence bit. If I were just collecting acorns by myself, people would think I was crazy--but get two people doing it, it doesn't look nearly as nuts (sorry, that one slipped out unintentionally). Tom and I have a lot of people stop and ask what the hell we're doing, and today someone shouted "Acorns are bad for you!" from a car driving by. When asked why we're carrying Wal-Mart bags full of acorns, there's lots of good answers like, "We went trick-or-treating in the squirrel neighborhood" or "We're going to make a pie. A chipmunk pie. This is just bait."
I got some medicines to help with my stomach acidness, we'll see how that goes. On a completely unrelated note, I cut my hair yesterday, and attempted to actually cut if all over. It looks nice, except I cut the front too short so it doesn't stick up too tall...the duck-tail will return soon, no worries.
I'm so happy to be healthy again, that was an awful experience. The other night while I was tossing and turning in bed trying to keep my mind off the pain, I realized that I needed a hug and to have someone tell me everything was going to be alright. But there's nobody here who would do that for me, and my mom is so far away too. I guess when you're sick you just get really lonely. Hopefully I won't have any near-ER experiences again anytime soon...
Hope all is well.
It randomly decided to hardcore rain for like half an hour, so when we got the mini-golf place, they had closed mini-golf for the rest of the night because of the water and lightning. Yeeaarrrgh.
We don't use the door to Tom's dorm building anymore, he's decided that we're only allowed to use the window to the common room to enter and exit. I don't know how long the novelty of coming in and out of a window will last, but it was entertaining for today.
The professor I'm doing research with just told me the other day how many acorns I'm going to need for this year--my jaw definitely unhinged because it dropped so fast. Apparently I'm taking over Julia's research from last year as well, which involved determining which animals were eating which acorns. I know, sounds exhilarating. I guess I haven't really even talked about my research, so I'm sure no one really knows what the hell all this acorn business is about. Ask me about it sometime if you'd like to know.
Anyhoo, so far I've filled up one of those big cardboard file-boxes (the kind from Staples that you fold to put together) with acorns. It's so effin' heavy, and I think I'm going to need a few more boxes full. I'm going to get whacked by the squirrel mafia for stealing so many acorns. Tom's been helping me out a lot, and more and more people keep offering to help. It's kinda turning into the whole Tom Sawyer white-washing a fence bit. If I were just collecting acorns by myself, people would think I was crazy--but get two people doing it, it doesn't look nearly as nuts (sorry, that one slipped out unintentionally). Tom and I have a lot of people stop and ask what the hell we're doing, and today someone shouted "Acorns are bad for you!" from a car driving by. When asked why we're carrying Wal-Mart bags full of acorns, there's lots of good answers like, "We went trick-or-treating in the squirrel neighborhood" or "We're going to make a pie. A chipmunk pie. This is just bait."
I got some medicines to help with my stomach acidness, we'll see how that goes. On a completely unrelated note, I cut my hair yesterday, and attempted to actually cut if all over. It looks nice, except I cut the front too short so it doesn't stick up too tall...the duck-tail will return soon, no worries.
I'm so happy to be healthy again, that was an awful experience. The other night while I was tossing and turning in bed trying to keep my mind off the pain, I realized that I needed a hug and to have someone tell me everything was going to be alright. But there's nobody here who would do that for me, and my mom is so far away too. I guess when you're sick you just get really lonely. Hopefully I won't have any near-ER experiences again anytime soon...
Hope all is well.