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Tuesday, October 17
Am reading an Enriched Classic edition of Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde. I kid you not. Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde, now with more Vitamin D!
An excerpt from my post-bacc seminar this week (brought to you by Enriched Classics. Now with twice as much Vitamin D as a day at the beach!):
Prof. M: So there’s something called Paleocryptozoology, or something, and it involves mythology and fossils. For example, golden eggs: apparently there actually were these magpie-like birds, so people really would raid their nests for gold...
( Corroborating fossils with mythology. Sounds kind of dodgy... where do I sign up? )
Friday, October 20
I kind of yearn for the days when I lived in HQ, and a thump from the room below during practice meant “Hey! Get down here so we can play too!” and not “Dude! Stop that damn racket!”. Sigh.
In happy news, today I bought Teh Cutest Shoes EVAR OMG. They’re sort of a cross between ballet slippers and Irish dance shoes and did I mention they’re really cute? I can totally dance in them too, because they make a nice tapping sound on linoleum and have reinforced heels, so I can even do the Kicking Grandmother.
Also, this CD (a present from my aunt) has sucked out my soul and turned me into an Acadian zombie. If only I understood French.
Am reading an Enriched Classic edition of Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde. I kid you not. Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde, now with more Vitamin D!
An excerpt from my post-bacc seminar this week (brought to you by Enriched Classics. Now with twice as much Vitamin D as a day at the beach!):
Prof. M: So there’s something called Paleocryptozoology, or something, and it involves mythology and fossils. For example, golden eggs: apparently there actually were these magpie-like birds, so people really would raid their nests for gold...
( Corroborating fossils with mythology. Sounds kind of dodgy... where do I sign up? )
Friday, October 20
I kind of yearn for the days when I lived in HQ, and a thump from the room below during practice meant “Hey! Get down here so we can play too!” and not “Dude! Stop that damn racket!”. Sigh.
In happy news, today I bought Teh Cutest Shoes EVAR OMG. They’re sort of a cross between ballet slippers and Irish dance shoes and did I mention they’re really cute? I can totally dance in them too, because they make a nice tapping sound on linoleum and have reinforced heels, so I can even do the Kicking Grandmother.
Also, this CD (a present from my aunt) has sucked out my soul and turned me into an Acadian zombie. If only I understood French.
