>_< Something to Type About (12)

To be perfectly honest, this work week went by rather fast. Not the actual work DAYS, but the work week. I really feel like time slows down at work, but that's probably because the only I do at home is sleep. So as always, hopefully this whole thing will keep my work day moving a little bit faster, there are something I do want to talk about, some blog ideas that I wanted to start, but didn't have enough substance to make into one post, so maybe I'll touch base with those topics later in the day. So for now...

(7:40AM) Heard on the radio this morning that someone fell on their head one day and a few days later became a piano virtuoso. Previously he hadn't had any lessons and didn't even know how to play any instruments, and all of a sudden the guy becomes a pro. A few callers called in with some stories that were similar. Someone got struck by lightening and had her hearing improved drastically, and a small child got hit in the head with a baseball and now has 20/20 vision. Now even if you aren't a believer in luck, this is pretty darn lucky. For someone stupid enough to jump head first into a shallow-ish pool to obtain musical talent? He should've been paralyzed from the waist down. Without getting too bitter, I just don't think someone like that should be rewarded with a gift. It got me wondering though, I've hit my head countless times... I wonder what kinds of special things I can do. I mean all I really have to show for it is TMJ... and that's not even impressive. I'm not going to go throw my head on a wall or anything, but it might be worth trying if it means something awesome might happen. On the other hand, maybe these things were destined to happen, and we are chosen previously by a higher power to be blessed (or cursed) by who and what we are and what we'll come to be.

(8:31AM) Recently got a hair cut after the tail end of y current hair was passed its comfort level. Plus it made my neck look all thick, and who among us deserves a thick neck? The point is, I was going to type about the differences in long and short hair when it comes to interaction with people. I believe I'm somewhat of an expert on the topic. I've been studying how people treat me with long and short hair and let me tell you that there is a huge difference. For one, people are incredibly friendly towards people with short hair. I guess nowadays in society thats the norm. Longer haired people have a rep for being super devious or shady. I should also clear up that I'm talking specifically for males. I noticed it right right away, the days after I got my haircut people are always smiling and saying hi to me, even going as far as to start an actual conversation to get ot know me. When my hair was long, there wasn't a lot of people who did that. I used to always look down and let my hair cover my eyes when it was long, I guess that kind of sends a "don't talk to me" message. I just didn't think the differences would be so drastic. I guess while my hair is short, I should enjoy the comforts of friendly people.

edit: I wrote that 8:31AM thought in and out of conscienceness because I had just took a power nap. I haven't read that whole paragraph over, so I'm just going to wish for the best and put trust in my abilities to form coherent sentences.

(10:36AM) I am NOT feeling well. Which is terrible because now the day is going at a snails pace. I've got a bit of nausea and that in turn is making my stomach all... lava lamp-y. My vision is getting blurry, and I can barely keep my balance. I told one of my coworkers about it and she even asked if I wanted to go home, and I almost did go home. I think I can make it though, as long as there are things to do, the day will go buy like normal which is a good thing. It was around 9 when I felt the worst and I just sat on one of the chairs in the lab for what felt like HOURS, but it was really like 15 minutes. Pretty amazing stuff. If I could try to deduce why I'm feeling like this it would have to come down to a combination of the following: lack of sleep, lack of breakfast, and changes in temperature from office to lab. It is a little nippy in my office, but the lab is a bit warmer, and so I think my body is just confused... which explains the headache. Ah I just want this day to be done already. My plan until lunch is to relax here till about 11, then prep up some samples, get the next experiments going, and maybe start cleaning out the sample tubes. If I can hold off on that until after lunch, though I can probably get the afternoon on a faster start.

(1:46PM) There was a little mishap in the data that I had sent someone, so that kind of got me into a rush. It was good that I caught the mistake before they used the final data, I think the my higher up was a proud, but irritated that she didn't catch it herself. Also, I met with my soon-to-be higher up, and the job descriptions he's giving me is a little over whelming to say the least. Hopefully, again, I'll be able to pull something off and really earn my place around here because a lot of things are on the line if I don't succeed. He literally told me he threw out all the other resumes so this is going to be it. I just wish (and I'll ask him on Monday) I had some thing to go on to research so I don't go into this thing with a blank mind. Yes there's room to learn, but I would appreciate it if I didn't feel like I didn't know anything at all working on something new. AH, but we all can't be so lucky, yes?

(2:29PM) I'm going to assume this will be my final hoorah for this post. Funny that in the beginning I had stated that I had plenty to talk about, actually the girl behind me is starting to sing happy birthday really off key to her phone so now it's getting kind of interesting, and hopefully she will never see me typing this out. So ea the previous sentence was full of fragments, what I MEANT to say is that I had so many things to type out this morning but between naps and feeling REALLY terrible I only got to talk about long hair... which is TOTALLY lame. Yet, I feel rather complete so for the sake of this blog NOT being posted the Monday after I started it, I'm going to publish now.

ta ta kids

>_< Let's Go to Mars

Seriously. Just you and me and our big 'ol neighbor in the night sky that's not the moon or Venus. I hear it's a nice place. Average surface temperature is about 210 Kelvin (that's about -63°C or -81.4°F for you snooty Americans). Gives us a lot of opportunities to cuddle. Since its tilt mirrors the Earths a little bit, then we know that there are going to be some seasons. So we can look forward to warmer temperatures, like a scorching hot -5°C (23°F you snooty American). A year over there is about 2 years here on Earth. So we can definitely spend some quality time together. Vacation spots? Mars has the highest known mountain in our solar system. We can go see it every year! Mars seems like the next best thing to our earth. It's gonna take us 7 months to get there so we're gonna need to bring our best road trip music. We'll prove to the world that there are martians out there, and it's going to be us.

Pictured: Paradise.

I mean just look at all the color. The reds and browns. It's like earth without the greens and blues. And really those colors were just so overrated. Rocks are fun. We can use them to see how far we can throw them, we can do that for years, I guarantee it wouldn't get old. Oh there's one more thing: we'd probably have to live in a dome or something. So what you saw above is probably going to be our view. Scenic, I know. It'd get better at night, with the two moons and all. Also, The atmosphere there is mostly carbon dioxide, so it's best we stay indoors... the indoors we built for ourselves. We'll be the surface pimple on the face of Mars, and you can be damn sure we'll never get popped.

It was either me or you, and I know it wasn't you.

Now that I think about it, we're probably going to have to bring our closest friends, a few doctors and scientists. Actually, we should bring about 1000 upstanding citizens too. It's nice to have people. I get that we we're planning to have this trip just you and me, but let's be honest... we can't take care of ourselves, and we certainly aren't smart enough to sustain anything. Also you can get kind of boring and I could use a fresh face every now and then. If everything goes right, then our little hoard of people will grow to many hoards of people and before you know it, we'll have over populated our precious little people pimple and life will cease to exist on Mars again. People at home will hear about the tragedy and begin to tell tales of our existence to their offspring at which point after centuries of grieving, we'll have the technology in sustainability to try the task again that gives us the balls so we can start all over. Just you and me and our big 'ol neighbor in the night sky that's not the moon or Venus. Seriously.

>_< Something to Type About (11)

In an attempt to please the higher ups, I'll have to do these from my office computer from now on, which means less content, or more of a workout for me. My office is a floor below the lab I work in, so if I did have something on my mind, I'll have to march on down here to type it out. To be perfectly honest, this may not work well, but I'm willing to give it the 'ol college try just to see if anything interesting in my head comes up. So far nothing, and it's already almost hitting the 9 o'clock hour, so a small bit of the day has already come and gone.

(8:32AM) Scratch that. I was wondering about the whole idea of portraying professionalism in the workplace. Now that I'm moving on up on the corporate ladder, I', beginning to think about all the little changes I'll have to make in my life. First off, as a fullly fledged Chemist, I won't necessarily be needing the whole jeans and casual shirt get-up. Since other professionals will be seeking my mind, then I should start presenting myself in professional attire. I remember ranting about this sometime earlier, about how it shouldn't matter how you dress, as long as you did your job and did it well. I still believe in the idea, but it becomes different when you're looking to earn respect as fresh meat in the company. So that's what I'm pretty much setting out on doing: earning the respect of my colleagues. With time, I'll be able to slowly slump back into the attire I enjoy wearing to work. That also means less posts. Oh darn, but I know if a really good  topic comes up, I'll be sure to type it down.

(10:25AM) Responsibilities in the workplace. I have many, but not enough to take all the time out of my day. Once everything starts becoming second nature in this new professional environment of mine, then I'm sure I'll be begging for some time to just unwind. For now I feel like I do take a lot of this time for granted, but I know it's way better than staying in bed not doing anything at all. At least I'm getting paid, though not much, and certainly not enough. Hopefully soon I'll be able to get my own reactor and learn how to run it. I'll be able to sit in my office and actually DO something instead of pretending to look important like I'm trying to do now. These are the things I wish for, but of course not all at once. The last thing I need is to be stressed out by work. I already stress myself out from other things already.

(12:40PM) Do you see what I have to do? Sacrifice my own lunch hour just so I can get some substance in? Actually I can probably get a little more, and spend a little more time in the lab if they let me use the computer but one of the higher ups is a teeny weeny bit grumpy today so I'll just stay out of her way and we should be ok for the rest of the time. I'm not exaclty sure though what I'm going to do for the rest of the day, I know I have some cleaning, sample prep... but other then that I should be good. I was really looking forward to a mid afternoon snack but someone had eaten the last bagel that was brought a little bit before lunch. So that's a dissappointment. Actually there's some training I have to do, but I kind of want to save that for a better time. This is just pointless rambling, I promised substance and by golly I'm going to give it!... in a little bit becasue my break is pretty much over.

(7:44AM) I know what you'er thinking. I haven't gone home yet and I've worked overnight. No, but really, I just forgot to submitted when I was heading home, plus I didn't really have the time. So let's just end it here.

ta ta kids

>_< The Crazy

Have you caught it yet? The crazy? Because lately strange things have been going around thats leading me to believe that something big is gonna happen. I'm sure many of you have already started hearing about these weird people, and I'll break them down for you a little bit later. I just want to over analyze something real quick. The locations of these occurrences are Miami, NJ, and then Canada. So if we're gonna follow some kind of trend here, then the next weird dude should be popping up towards the middle of the US or Canada, assuming we're going in a counter clockwise-ish type direction. Now that I put this whole location thing in words though, I have a feeling that it's not going to happen. But a guy can dream, can't he? Either way, let's get started on this news before something else breaks out. Also, there might be some slight details of these events that could be wrong, you can double check with Google.

So first up is a man, a NAKED man (because these details are important), was shot down by cops in Miami because he was eating someones face. I wish I could just end the paragraph right there because there isn't really much to be said other than that. For the sake of humour though let's go on. Apparently, it was somewhere off the highway, and it involved another man, whom I assume was also naked, who took it like a champ. There are some videos and pictures leaked somewhere and since Google is a thing, I suggest you turn to that if you really want to get your real life zombie fix. What I find amusing is trying to imagine how this whole situation started. I'm thinking, "Hey bro, I totally love that shirt you're wearing, wanna hug it out?" *lick face. "Oh sorry, hey can I try that shirt on?" Then it's pretty much downhill from there.

Like this, but one of them is naked.

When the officers came on by, the man was bear hugging the other dude on the floor, eating his face like a boss. Clearly the first thing to do was fire a shot, right? Well they did just that and guess what happened? The guy GROWLS and KEEPS ON EATING. Mother f@&^#! it's time to run. This is how every Resident Evil game starts out, you know that right? Luckily for our nations finest, they proceed to fire 6ish more shots to the man until he's been... compromised. Dead is what I'm getting at, but assuming he was a zombie it would've been foolish of me to use the term. What happened to the other guy? He's fine. He's just missing 75% of face, nbd.


Just give it a smiley face and you'd be close.

Did I mention that the whole reason for this fiasco is "bath salts?" That's really what they're saying. The whole flesh-face-craving human for breakfast-lunch-dinner thing? Bath salts. I don't know about you, but I don't remember seeing a side efffect for bath salts stating ZOMBIES. It's zombies guys, don't beat around the bush and blame it on drugs. It's zombies. Recently some video footage came out from the attack, and it CONVENIENTLY just covers the whole face eating thing. All you see is two pairs of naked man legs. And really I'd rather just see the other side please.

With that story, let's move on to the next. It's about a guy hailing form Hackensack, NJ. Now apparently there was some call about this man being all "terrifying" in his apartment, and when the cops came rushing on in they found the guy IN A CORNER getting his horror movie on. I'll assume he was rocking back and forth chanting (not singing) nursery rhymes from under his breath. Did I mention he was holding a knife?

This old man... he played murder...

So when the cops took some precautionary steps forward, he began to get a little buck wild. Since we're all about saving lives, they took it upon themselves to start with the pepper spray. Of course it didn't work. Cuz' when you're high on the crazy... nothing works. Except the crazy. It really just only made the guy more crazy, so to retaliate he takes his knife and... well he starts stabbing himself. 50 times. Or more. I wasn't there. I didn't count. I'm just the messenger. So when the cops continued to advance, he drove the crazy to a new level. He's thinking, "oh gosh they're coming I need to throw something at them to keep them back... oh this will work... yea this will definitely work." By the way he threw his organs at them. They had to have been the closest thing to him. Let me tell you all though... that took... GUTS.

YEAAAAAAAAAAAAA!

Also, turns out he's in critical condition in the hospital. Which to me is surprising, because I didn't know you could live through pepper spray, multiple stab wounds, and the lack of intestines in your body. Unless of course if you were a zombie.

The last bit of crazy we have for today comes from our neighbors, Canada. Now usually Canadians are pretty known for being friendly and personable, not really at all hated by society. So where better to hit the crazy than over there? It makes the moose more interesting. The story isn't so bad either. Basically it's just some porn star mailing body parts to random addresses. Not a big deal. I mean if there was something I'd want to receive randomly in MY mail, it'd be a body part. I never get packages.

Just what I wanted.

The biggest buzz that this story is creating is not really where all the body parts are coming from, but why of all people a porn star is doing it (see what I did there?). I mean the guy is a porn star. Luka Rocco Magnotta. Kick ass name, he must be living the dream! Oh, he's a gay porn star? Well, thats good too! If theres one thing this world needs, its a gay porn star murderer zombie. He's a zombie because all he's doing is just sending some snacks out to family. He's one of the good ones.


oh HEYYYYYY... i mean.. BRAAAAAAAINS.

So that's it for the crazy. Don't catch it please. It's mainstream right now, you wanna wait till it dies down so it becomes cool to be crazy. Everyone will be all like "wow, that bitch is like.. 2012 crazy." How bout that? It's catchy. So ease up on the crazy cuz there are still plenty of them walking around. Also, it's never bath salts.

ta ta kids

>_< SomeTEN to Type About

I apologize but I really couldn't resist. It's been awhile since a good number was able to fit in this title and it'd be a shame if I didn't take full advantage of the situation. Its like pun rape. Oh yes. Pun rape. Just like that you just KNOW it's going to be an interesting blog. Actually, I'm just looking forward for this day to end so I can get started on this Memorial Day weekend. 3 days off for a good hard week of work? Plus theres that added bonus of a short week ahead. Wonderful. Let's begin.

(7:44AM) Let's talk about Memorial Day. It's a day of remembrance for those who gave their lives while serving out nation. Hear me out for a bit, because I don't want to come off as anti-American or borderline terrorist or something ignorant a lot of people make me out to be. You should know that I give respect to those who serve our nation, and sure do thank them for their courageous decision to defend our country. BUT... and this is a big one.. I'm not really all for supporting them, nor am I really all that fond of remembering them. Its tough really, but the fact of the matter is joining the armed forces is a choice rightfully given to us. Whatever the reason may be, the decision to give your life and time was entirely up to you, and please remember there are always special cases... but I'm not interesting in hearing about them. So with that being said I will respect you and thank you for your service, but that's it. Don't rub in my face or shine light of the fact that you were in the armed forces for X amount of years. Especially here in my generation, the only thing really big going on is this unwinnable "War on Terror." You can't win a war against an idea. Other than that (and this I'd like to know about), what exactly were you doing in the armed forces? Waiting for something to happen? Doing little side missions on your ship, training in boot camp, or something? If you're going to brag and act all high and mighty on your pedestal about being in the army for 3 years, then you better have the scars and the trauma to back it up. I remember reading an article that really summed up well how I feel about those in our armed forces. Basically, I appreciate what you gave for this country (and I'm really half and half with America at this point) but don't expect special treatment from me... you already have our government in the palm of your hands with all your benefits and what not, I'm not going to treat you like some kind of god. Just know that I appreciate it and move on. If I could be a dick for a moment: whenever I see a silly sign on someones car that states that their child is in the military I think to myself "he/she must have really wanted to get away from home." So "proud parent," whatever you did to make your child leave the comfort of your own home... its probably not something to be proud of.

(8:05AM) Theres a new law or something that passed in India that allows authorities or park rangers to actually shoot and kill poachers. I think this is a GREAT idea. I'm not psychotic or anything but I believe that when someone is endangering the lives of a beautiful animal (the tiger in this case), I believe that we should have the right to take them down if necessary. Here's the thing: poaching is illegal anyway. So if I had the chance to stare down the barrel of my gun and take down a poacher, I would absolutely pull the trigger. Every time. Hopefully this will slow or put to a stop to poaching in India. Also, I think other countries with endangered animals should adopt the idea. Let's dumb it down, though. There could be just normal people walking around said jungle or African Sahara. They may not be poaching. There could be a modification that non-lethal traps for humans can be set so that the authority can confirm that they were poachers first, before having to go Rambo on their ass. That's just my opinion.

(9:00AM) Well that definitely got my heart rate pumping. I left the lab for a bit and got carried away and completely forgot about the Liq Ar duwar that I was filling. Luckily when I got back, everything was still good. I'm sure someone put a stop to it though. I guess I won't be taking any breaks any time soon. Luckily for me the tank was already empty.

(10:48AM) I believe I heard about how the person from Rutgers who filmed his roommate in homosexual intimacy (which eventually resulted in his suicide) is getting away with 10 days in prison plus probation, therapy, and I believe community service hours. Personally, I believe the punishment doesn't fit the crime in this case. You drove your own roommate over the edge after what you did, and all the defense I (or anyone) could give you was that you were young, stupid, naive, etc. You're incredibly lucky to be in the position you're in because if it were up to the people, you wouldn't be shown much mercy. I heard that there might've been a chance for you to get deported back to wherever it is you're from. I hope that happens, we don't need you around here. Really anywhere... but getting you out of here might be a good first step. Hopefully when this whole thing gets reviewed again, something will change. I also recall a judge was quoted saying something like "even through this whole ordeal, I haven't even heard you apologize." That's big. To commit action was one thing, to not own up to it (and trust me this whole sentence you might be getting is NOT owning up to it) makes you a much more terrible person than you already were. Whatever you get is too good for you.

(1:21PM) One of my guilty pleasures is gossip. I love conversations that start out like "you didn't hear this from me," or "don't tell anyone this, but," and all the phrases related to that. Amongst friends, maybe its not so great to find out certain things about certain people. For coworkers? My oh my is that a different story. On of my colleagues graciously took me out to lunch for helping her clean her office. During that time there were a lot of things that were brought up at work, some business things, some casual things, but we eventually got to talking about certain people. I haven't been here in awhile so it's always nice to know a thing or two about people, especially since I don't know them well. There are a lot of things going on in this company. Theres definitely a lot of things on a need to know basis. Being one of the only people who do know is somewhat of an honor. People who I've seen and people who I've heard a lot of great things about suddenly don't seem to be as great as they were before. That makes me feel great because I never really thought I was great either. It's nice to know that even seasoned veterans of the company are still in potential to eff up. Recently I have been getting to know more and more people in the company, and people are starting to get to know me. That's a good and bad thing I suppose. If I really want to solidify my place here at BASF, then I better start making a bigger impact. From what I've heard, I've made a great impact as it is. These are just hings I heard, though. Who knows what really is on the minds of my co-workers. I have a great deal of them in my mind now too.

(2:29PM) Theres something about leaving early for work that ups the dopamine in your system. Makes me pretty happy in an odd way to know that I'll still be getting paid for a teeny bit of work that I didn't do (but I don't have much left to do now anyway.. actually I don't have anything to do). Also theres that thrill of maybe even getting into trouble, which I highly doubt I will... but I'm still loving it. Even as I type I'm getting antsy just thinking about it.

So there isn't much left to say anymore that my day is almost done. All that is left is to just stroll on out of here. Like a boss. Have a great holiday.

ta ta kids.