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I'm seriously sucking at life right now.

That is all.

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Crunch time pt 1

More whining...
3 exams next week, 2 the following and my yet to be written Pre-Kim document due in two weeks followed by the presentation 1 week later. My days are a series of panic attacks and crying fits.

This weeks craft challenge was "taxman" or "taxday" or something similar. After a zillion ideas, I ended up dolling up an old coin purse I found shoved in my desk drawer at work with a a few patches I found on clearance at walmart and some coins from my wordly travels.

I'm posting from the phone and can't directly post pics... Here's a link to the before and afters
http://m.flickr.com/#/photos/riotkitte/

bitch n' moan.

Whaaaaa.  I've been MIA, because I've been trapped under a pile of doom.    My prelim is in 3 weeks and I can't bring myself to write more than about 3 lines a day, which means there is no way in hell it will be done before I'm seventy.    My dietetics classes are making me want to stab someone in the eye with my paring knife. Seriously, if I've gotten to 33 without ever having to make a popover or take calculus, I probably will never need those skills.  Really.  And I most definitely will not need those skills in what ever job I happen to get.  I fucking hate math and I fucking hate baking. I will not be looking for a job in either of those fields.   In addition, at one of the shittiest points in my life to date,  the boy-who-would-rather-not-be-mentioned has decided that since he is moving on to bigger and better things in California, he will no longer be needing me around.  Should I be surprised?   Did I not know what dating an emotionally immature transitional 26-year old would entail?  Especially one who has made it clear all along that I was 1) not the right social class 2) not the right religion 3) not the right age and 4) not smart enough for him.      Good luck on finding someone cuter, smarter AND most importantly tolerant of your emotional instability and mommy issues.

Side note:  Item 31 on my life to do list is to "end a relationship with grace"    Guess I'm not checking that one off today.

In addition, I have not been able to find time or energy to run or work out.   And my apartment has succumbed to squabbit dust and hay.    If someone walked into today, they would assume I was squatting.

SCREAM.

Where is the light at the end of my tunnel?  Where???  Light.  That reminds me.  There is an obnoxious fiber optic light that appeared on my night stand a couple of nights ago.  An obnoxious fiber optic light that is practically begging to be thrown out the window and/or run over by my car.....

 grace,  Ms. Riotkitte,   grace.  *sigh*

Randoms.

1.   I am in PhD hell.  Boo.  My pre-lim is in about a month and a half and I just don't have the patience or motivation to write the approximately 100 page document that needs to be written.   Mind you this is while doing experiments, taking 3 classes, interning, etc, etc.   I wish this to be over.   Now.

2.   I had a birthday.   I'm not sure how I feel about that.   I did visit the boy-who-would-rather-not-be-mentioned in the ATL, which was fun and involved lots of yummy vegan food and sunflowers :)  I like sunflowers.  I like the ATL (minus the traffic, cars, people, and people driving cars creating the traffic).  I like the boy-who-would-rather-not-be-mentioned (ususally).  And.  I like yummy vegan food.

3.  I missed last weeks craft challenge (get lucky) due to a horrible exam on lipid metabolism, the prelim papers and my trip to ATL.

4.  I threw something quickly together for this week's challenge:  Best of Show.   The random assortment of Squabbit belongs strewn about my living room were irritating me.

  They spent last week visiting their grandparents and both their grandparents and myself were disturbed that they travel with about 6 "suitcases", while I had 1.  So I made the ladies a Science Journal covered LOL style box for a small portion of their things.  At least the grandparent maybe more amused next time they visit.
Breifly, I took an office filing box, my favorite adhesive, Krylon Spray Adhesive, newspapered my bathtub (the joy of grad student apartment dwelling) and attached pages of Science (which I "borrowed" from lab) to the box.  I touched up the edges with my Hello Kitty glue stick.  

 

5. My brain hurts, I'm PMS-y, and am facing a full day classes and procrastination, which will lead to disappointment and possibly a mini-meltdown tonight, when I have to acknowledge I'm yet another day closer to P-day and not a page farther in my progression.   F.
On a positive note (although lame), I'm super looking forward to Grey's tonight.   woot.  I'll leave the breakdown to after.

a little bit of this....a little bit of that

First of all.   Here's a dose of squabbit-y cuteness:

As it turns out, they were having a pooping contest.  Stolie won.  Not so cute...being that is my lap they are sitting on....being they can produce approximately 50 pellets a piece in under 20 minutes, if they put their furry little minds to it.   The boy-who-would-rather-not-be-mentioned constantly reminds me how adorable they would be if only they could learn to control their bowels.   I work with crap pretty much on a daily basis, so it doesn't effect me as much.  It is unfortunate that I can not study their crap.  It takes me weeks to collect the amount of mouse crap they provide in a hour.

In other non-feces related news...

I booked a birthday trip to Atlanta.... and it was free!   Apparently, I was sitting on a pile of United Miles that were about to expire.   I had actually assumed I had already lost them.  Thankfully, United left me a voice mail letting me know that I had a month to use them.    The boy-who-would-rather-not-be-mentioned is in Atlanta currently for work, so I'm really looking forward to seeing him and also visiting me Emory friends and EATING.   Mainly, eating.  I have a list of restaurants I must go to.  Way more then a normal person would go to in 4 days.   I have a super human stomach.  I can handle it.   The trip is a month a way and I'm already planning my entire trip around meals, snacks and adult beverages.    

In the PhD hell arena:   the  abstract that I have been putting off writing, that was due on Tuesday, that has been giving me panic attacks around 3am for the last 4 nights...is not due until March 15th.  woot!    Now, if I had checked the website I would have had this information days ago.   Sigh.  I am still presenting at lab meeting on Tuesday and all I have done so far is about 3 slides featuring the always stunning, Belle and Stolie.   My goal, is to convince them I've gone crazy, so they are scared to question or criticize. My original approach was tears and an occasional irrational hissy fit..   Tears which are usually my best defensive and offensive tool were surprisingly ineffective.  The boss actually mentioned he misses the hissy fits...he has taken their absence to mean I have lost interest in my projects.     

EDIT:  Lab Meeting Cancelled!   Happy week!  Now only if the exam tomorrow and the experiments on Wed. and Friday would also magically disappear.

AND the most exciting news I have for today... my week long plague has finally lifted.  I am once again almost healthy!  Yay immune system... thanks for finally waking up and coming to work.  Slacker.