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| Oh bless Percocet, finally have the patience to untangle yarn! - Mood:happy

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| Lucky Brand jeans claim, "Too tough to die" my ASS! Pfff.... I call bullshit, see?! Right after I clocked out at work....  I was wearing my T-shirt tucked into my pants to cover the hole while working =P And that would be a back brace you see there, by the by. | |
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| Morning bowl before breakfast, bong hits so smoothly. I'm hungry now, heh ^_^ - Mood:high

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| 9 Absolutely Insane Weapons of War 9. The Cat Bomb The earliest examples of cats being used in warfare dates back to the Ancient Egypt during a war against Persia. The Persians, fully aware of the reverance that Egyptians paid to their felines, rounded up as many cats as they could find and set them loose on the battlefield. When the Egyptians were faced with either harming the cats or surrendering, they chose the latter. During World War I, cats were used in the trenches as an attempt to keep the rat population down and some cats were used as poison gas “detectors”. The most creative way to use a cat as a weapon happened in World War II. The United States' OSS (Office of Strategic Services, the precursor of the CIA) needed a way to guide bombs to sink German ships. Somebody hit upon the inspiration that since cats have such a strong disdain of getting wet and always land on their feet that if you attached a cat to a bomb and drop it in the vicinity of a ship, the cat's instinct to avoid the water would force it to guide the bomb to the enemy's deck. It is unclear how the cat was supposed to actually guide a bomb attached to it as it fell from the sky but the plan never got past the testing stages since the cats had a bad habit of becoming unconscious mid-drop. Not to be outdone by its predecessor, the CIA also attempted to use cats but this time as a bugging device during the Cold War. Although a disaster as a guided bomb, the CIA thought that a cat would make the perfect covert listening device in a project known as Operation Acoustic Kitty. They attempted to surgically alter the cat by placing a bugging device inside him and running an antenna through its tail. The project took five years and $15 million dollars before the first field test hit a slight snag when the bugged kitty was released near a Russian compound in Washington and was immediately hit by a car while crossing the street. The project was ended soon after.  * facepalm* THIS IS WHY I DON'T WANT TO PAY TAXES
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| Hah, I died laughing ^_^ Barackroll FTW! Hee! Check it out you guys!
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| Heh, so a little while ago I posted about how at work I always know where my towel is (a little hand towel is always hanging off my hip, being a dishwasher and all). Well, last week Jane told me something along the lines of, "You never misplace/I never see you without your little rag!" to which I promptly responded, "Well I always know where my towel is!" *Glee* ^_^ | |
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| Major, UAF, Ph.D. at U of O, I think that sounds good.
And then after graduation I run away to Europe (I'd settle for Canada). Hopefully with a Ph.D. in philosophy from the U of O I won't have a hard time getting a teaching job (I'm looking into becoming a philosophy professor, if I haven't mentioned that before). Perhaps with a minor in English (though he's already told me what I studied isn't important, just that I graduated, heh) I could go teach English in Korea, like my brother did, in between my major and Ph.D. I think I ought to send him out an e-mail, he's always good to bounce ideas off of. | |
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| Sarah Palin is John McCains running mate?!? What the shit! *shakes fist* Well, I figured he was going to go for a female running mate, but dammit. Edit: Okay, so I'm new to (at least paying any attention to) politics, and didn't know about the short list, but still. | |
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| At my funeral: Oh It's a very merry un-birthday today!
Yeah yeah, I just added the "oh" for an extra syllable, so shoot me! | |
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| Gulliver's [Book] Annex, 40-90% off [all] inventory.
Good lord! All new books, book related items, too! The duct tape bible!/ Buddha in a Box!/ Tao in a Box, too!/
Moral is, Big Voodoo Daddy in the Sky* bless the book annex. I got:
-Son of a Stitch 'n Bitch -Rip It (a book that will hopefully inspire me to finally do something with all the clothes I need to tweak) -Stencil Pirates (A full history on the stencil movement and templates for you to cut out [though I think I'll Xerox]) -Philosophy 101 - The Darwin Awards: Evolution in Action (which goes hand in hand with...) -The Warning Label book -I'm Not a Feminist But... (a book full of pointing out injustices and such) -The Salmon of Doubt (because I need to read everything Douglas Adams, for serious.) -The Little Book of Insults -Peepshow (1950s pin-up girls in 3-D!)
*Credit to Becca. | |
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| Now that I'm rid of anxiety and depression, I forget to eat!
Really, I'll get to work realizing I've eaten nothing but a bowl of Fruit Loops and then eat nothing at work and just pass out after that. Ah well, I prefer it to over eating any day. Speaking of, I've yet to eat breakfast, and I've almost been awake for an entire hour =P And if I want to keep losing weight, I need to eat! Off I go... - Mood:high

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| I want my tombstone to read, "Tragically suffered from hand squeezie death."
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| Did you guys know that I poke badgers with spoons? Yes! It's true I tell you!
 I finished my Fruit Loops, where's me some badgers?!
I <3 Eddie Izzard. | |
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| Never wake me up. Unless you're waving a bowl in my face asking for a pipe. Hooray! | |
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| *Kermit flail*
Sorry, I had to. An irresistable urge. *Kermit flail* There I go again. | |
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| Normally I don't like to post test results, but, I'm The Queen bitches! Your result for Which Chess Piece are You Test?... The QueenCongrats! Only 2-3% of the population score this! 
Queen’s are the rarest of all types. They are quiet but hold the deepest of convictions regarding the matters of the world. They are frequently activists for their cause, they will do what’s right but not for glory, not for political power. It is why they are the Queen. They are the champions of the oppressed and the downtrodden. They are found in the wake of the aftermath rescuing those in acute distress. They may even fantasize revenge on those who victimize the defenseless. Think of ‘Poetic Justice’ and you’ll have appealed to the Queen. You can’t lead the Queen if only because they are right in suspecting others motives. You cannot fool this individual even if they are sympathetic. The Queen selects a few for friendship – these are friends that transcend the very word. They promote harmony with their very presence and typically make their surroundings more beautiful by just being there to clean up the mess. Don’t mistake them for extroverts – they are special in their diplomacy. They are ‘doers’ and dreamers. They can only be intimate with a chosen few. They will withdraw suddenly if pressed and this is necessary for them. The Queen excels with writing and communication. They are often the counselors of home, of public service and the good face of politics for the King. They look at the global perspective and are better at spotting patterns and relations. They think of the future and strive for meaning and purpose. Take Which Chess Piece are You Test? at HelloQuizzy Really, how'd that happen? Though, besides good communication, they got me to a T... And I quote [OKGo], "I never say quite what I mean, and never mean quite what I say, and how did that get out of me, and what the hell did I mean to say" - There's a Fire <- My communication skills, to a T =P | |
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| Surfing on dial-up, it tests ones patience, indeed. I hate it with fury. | |
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| I realized something... Working as a dishwasher, I always (or at least while at work) know where my towel is! *points to hip where hand towel usually is* | |
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