Monday, November 5, 2007
Interview Time
I interviewed for my graduate program. The time had finally come. It was sort of like pulling off a band aide. It stung at first but now it feels better. I did give myself a mad case of laryngitis from getting so nervous. I am just glad it set in 2 hours after the interviews ended.
Now I just have to wait until the letter comes in the mail. Every time I think about it my stomach flops like I am riding a rollercoaster.
Wish me luck lovelies!
Now I just have to wait until the letter comes in the mail. Every time I think about it my stomach flops like I am riding a rollercoaster.
Wish me luck lovelies!
How do you like your coffee?
I just can’t get enough!
Wolf Parade.
Apologies to the Queen is without a doubt one of my top twenty favorites of all time. I am pretty positive my feelings for this album are not fleeting.
This album is indie-licious.
They are Canadian, as are a lot of other great bands, The Coast, Neko Case, Fiest, The Broken Social Scene, The New Porographers just to name a few.
Thank goodiness for Canadian Musicians, I heart you guys and gals.
Apologies to the Queen is without a doubt one of my top twenty favorites of all time. I am pretty positive my feelings for this album are not fleeting.
This album is indie-licious.
They are Canadian, as are a lot of other great bands, The Coast, Neko Case, Fiest, The Broken Social Scene, The New Porographers just to name a few.
Thank goodiness for Canadian Musicians, I heart you guys and gals.
Ode to Tissue with Aloe
Oh how my nose hath run
From this terible bought of nasal infection
Tissue with aloe you care
You sweep up
Clean up
Soak up
And I am sure are there for the occasional choke up
Thank you tissue with aloe
You insure I am not chapped
You fill nose with glee
You make it happy to touch, feel and see
If you did not have aloe I would be
Red and Chapped
Wishing I could pull my cap
Over my Rudolph red schnozzle
From this terible bought of nasal infection
Tissue with aloe you care
You sweep up
Clean up
Soak up
And I am sure are there for the occasional choke up
Thank you tissue with aloe
You insure I am not chapped
You fill nose with glee
You make it happy to touch, feel and see
If you did not have aloe I would be
Red and Chapped
Wishing I could pull my cap
Over my Rudolph red schnozzle
New Accent, RAD!
I read an article about this boy who survived a bought of spinal meningitis. Because of the meningitis he did have to go through brain. Once he woke from surgery he had a brand new accent. Now I think this is totally awesome. I feel bad that the kid had to become severely ill, but I think he was rewarded with something really bad ass, a poshy new British accent.
The article went on to discuss how this is not an isolated case, rather this happens, rarely, but none the less it happens. This phenomenon is called” Foreign Accent Syndrome” clever name, huh? This syndrome affects persons whom have had major brain trauma to the speech (Broca’s area) and facial movement areas of the brain. Strokes also induce this syndrome.
This article relaxes me in the sense that if I were to ever stroke out or have some type of traumatic brain injury and survive, I just might get lucky enough to recover my German and be freakishly awesome with some mad bilingual skillz.
The article went on to discuss how this is not an isolated case, rather this happens, rarely, but none the less it happens. This phenomenon is called” Foreign Accent Syndrome” clever name, huh? This syndrome affects persons whom have had major brain trauma to the speech (Broca’s area) and facial movement areas of the brain. Strokes also induce this syndrome.
This article relaxes me in the sense that if I were to ever stroke out or have some type of traumatic brain injury and survive, I just might get lucky enough to recover my German and be freakishly awesome with some mad bilingual skillz.
Oh, Strange One
Readers this is strange. I identify my favorite color as green. I heart green. It is very aesthetically pleasing to my ocular system. However, I do not own very many green shirts, pants nor skirts. I also never pick out items that are green as my first choice. How very bizarre
Smell On
My olfactory system is great, at least I think it is great. It tells me when something good is cooking or when something has soured and is thus no longer palatable. My schnozzle also helps me out in the area of attraction. I must admit I love the smell of men. Men smell great! They smell better then fresh baked bread, mint, Chanel number 5, heck, some men smell better then Grapefruit (my favorite smell in the entire world).
Now that I have rambled about great smells, I’ll let you in on a secret, the stinker a guy is, the better he smells to me. WHAT!? Miss Murphy you gross girl you. Okay I am not talking about flatulence smell or stinky feet smell or even morning breath stink oh no, no, no. The odor I am referencing is …tee hee arm pit smell. I know this sounds terribly grotesque but to me there is no sexier smell that a guy can tout then that musky odor of sweat and pheromones mixed with their choice of deodorant.
I have had this smelly fetish for my entire life and I just learned this morning the explanation to it. Reader you are probably already assuming I am going to talk about pheromones, which I am to a degree but I am going to delve deeper into this. This smell that is so intoxicating can be traced to my genes. Crazy, my genetic make up makes me attracted to hairy, stinky, tall men! The gene or actually in my case lack there of is OR7D4 and according to an article I recently read, I lack this gene and that my reader is why post work out, no shower men are the sexiest beings on the planet to me. If I were to have one copy of this gene I would actually take no notice to pit smell or if I had two copies of it I would wretch at the smell of an odorific male.
Here are some others smells that are great: Grapefruit, Eucalyptus, Cheerio’s, Musky Basements, Old Books, Dark Black Moist Dirt, Powdered Cake Mix Vanilla Flavor, Puppies, Chlorine, and Sun Skin Smell (the way my skin smells after a day of hiking or playing out in the sun).
Now that I have rambled about great smells, I’ll let you in on a secret, the stinker a guy is, the better he smells to me. WHAT!? Miss Murphy you gross girl you. Okay I am not talking about flatulence smell or stinky feet smell or even morning breath stink oh no, no, no. The odor I am referencing is …tee hee arm pit smell. I know this sounds terribly grotesque but to me there is no sexier smell that a guy can tout then that musky odor of sweat and pheromones mixed with their choice of deodorant.
I have had this smelly fetish for my entire life and I just learned this morning the explanation to it. Reader you are probably already assuming I am going to talk about pheromones, which I am to a degree but I am going to delve deeper into this. This smell that is so intoxicating can be traced to my genes. Crazy, my genetic make up makes me attracted to hairy, stinky, tall men! The gene or actually in my case lack there of is OR7D4 and according to an article I recently read, I lack this gene and that my reader is why post work out, no shower men are the sexiest beings on the planet to me. If I were to have one copy of this gene I would actually take no notice to pit smell or if I had two copies of it I would wretch at the smell of an odorific male.
Here are some others smells that are great: Grapefruit, Eucalyptus, Cheerio’s, Musky Basements, Old Books, Dark Black Moist Dirt, Powdered Cake Mix Vanilla Flavor, Puppies, Chlorine, and Sun Skin Smell (the way my skin smells after a day of hiking or playing out in the sun).
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