I'm home alone with the flu on a Saturday night... And I love it. Well, not the part about having the flu, but the home alone part. It's nice not having to walk around in the cold outside, have people look at me, and be sociable.

I just finished cutting my bangs with my new hair cutting scissors. They worked way better than than my gluey craft scissors that I normally use. I don't know if I'll get my hair cut more than once a year now that I've discovered hair cutting scissors. They are so much sharper and they slice through hair like it's tiny strands of butter.

I worked for 4.5 hours today. It was supposed to be 12 hours, but I was too sick. I came home and watched a 80's cheerleader horror movie with Blake, but I fell asleep before the end. I wonder who was K! I! L! L! I! N! G! all those girls? I woke up all fevery and confused.

Blake and I went to the mall to get fruit and booster juices to help us get better. I got three different colours of apples.

I also discovered a couple of really great games. First I played this war-time surgery game. I amputated my own leg with a saw. It's really gross and I wish it was longer. Then I played this cute yin yang game.

Now I am on the couch all wrapped up in a blanket and planning on watching a movie if alluc.org will stop timing out.

Maybe later I'll do some laundry.

I love Saturday nights.

Yesterday we rearranged the apartment. And this morning I am watching the sunrise from the couch. It was a good rearrange.

bear bat boy.

I've been so sleepy lately. I could just sleep forever. If I didn't go to school or have to support myself I probably would have hibernated for quite a while after thanksgiving weekend.

Did you know that bears aren't true hibernators? Hibernation is controlled hypothermia and bears body temperatures don't go low enough. I think that's an interesting fact because bears are so often associated with hibernation.

A big brown bat is a true hibernator. I like bats. They're mamanimals like I am, but their experience from ours is so different. Philosopher Thomas Nagel wrote in "what is it like to be a bat" about the subjective nature of consciousness. I really liked the class that we talked about Nagel. It gave me a reason to draw bats all over my notes.



I wonder what Ben Underwood would say about Thomas Nagel. Ben Underwood is blind and uses Echolocation. It's pretty much the most amazing thing I've ever heard of.



Anyways, my desire to hibernate is overriding my desire to learn about research methods.

I made some new journal entries and I am debating scanning them and posting them on here. I'm pretty nervous about sharing them with anyone. I have a really hard time even letting Blake look at them. I think if I maybe just start showing people it'll get easier.

Okay, I have to go read and critique research studies. Wish me luck with my stinky midterm tomorrow.

Danger Cat!

Danger has recently discovered how to jump on top of high things. Last night she knocked a vase of flowers off the top of the fridge. This morning she was on top of the cupboards. I am unimpressed. When I yelled at her to get down (I can't reach her when she's above the microwave) she doesn't care, but Mooch sure does. Mooch gets all sad and runs away. Poor kitty. I wish Danger would be nice. She's also been biting a lot. Whatta grump.

bock bock chick-en

I have a new blog.

Here is a picture I took on my cellphone in a tea house while I was traveling for HQCA. I don't even remember the name of the town. It was little.

I like animal salt and pepper shakers.