heaven in a box

I didn't know heaven came in a box.

Thaicoon leftovers. Amazing.

PS. I just got a new digital camera and really just wanted to exercise the "food" setting. It works.

between me and a degree

*three yoga classes
*one 660 class
*two 802 classes
*senior design presentation
*802 design project and presentation
*32 test subjects
*completed thesis (still need lit review, results, discussion, etc)
*660 final

...and go!

another weekend.

Seared and roasted pork tenderloin. Almost made it for the final trivia question.

weekend.

roasted ham. won trivia.

fed up

As of 4:45pm today, I have officially spent 43 hours on campus since Monday. Listening to crappy music, mini Oreos, and tons of caffeine have kept me surprisingly upbeat throughout it all even when I locked my keys in my office and had to wait to be bitched out by campus security.

But on my 43rd hour, I think I'm finally fed up. Where are you, May 12th?

i triple dog dare you...

to attempt to complete three semesters worth of thesis work on human computer interface design in three weeks.

(Then could you email me what you get? KThanks.)

work hard, play hard

Daniel: every night it's been working hard as fuck or drink till you vomit

If I work as hard as I've been playing, I might get a thesis done. There's just not enough time in a day though...

I wish my friends would stop being so much fun cause then maybe I wouldn't want to go out all the time. Wait, nevermind.

pros and cons

I've had two instances in the last 12 hours that have made me nervous and uncomfortable.

Last night, I was telling my roommate about my plans for tonight. She said it was really cute, but it kind of made her a little jealous because her boyfriend won't "meet her in the middle". He's a great guy who's good to her: on top of everything, he's driven here to surprise her (and drive her and 6 of her drunk ass friends home from downtown) on several occasions, but he can't do it this time. It made me remember that this is a point in seemingly all relationships. Getting to this point is definitely a double-edged sword. I miss being at that point where you're comfortable and confident in the relationship, but when I'm there, I miss the exciting beginnings where you'd do anything just to have a couple minutes more.

This morning, I got asked if I would booze cruise Saturday, and I started to say, "I'm gonna see what so-and-so is doing...." Damn, I hate that. I mean I definitely don't hate the time spent, I just remembered how much my life used to revolve around one person, and I'm scared of that. I'm too young, too selfish, and too stubborn to let that happen again anytime soon.

I've been thinking about my ex recently. I don't know why it's come back in my head. It's horrible, but an innate part of me subconsciously makes comparisons, and it's not fair or healthy. I guess it's a little bit of personal protection. Is he really nicer than others were? Or am I setting myself up to be hurt again? Mostly though, I'm just thinking about how he did this months ago. Although he's come to me and blatantly told me what he's got isn't as good as what we had, I still don't understand how he put that out of his head long enough to start over.

Maybe this is just all from my experience in dating clearly the wrong guys. Maybe this one will always look at me the way he does now. Maybe it is actually a reality that things just always get comfortable. Maybe I'm still not ready. Maybe it's lame that I'm so guarded.

I guess the bottom line is I'm selfish. I want everything that I've got with my friends, I want to pause feelings as they are now so things never get bland.

I always think too much on hangovers.

golden palace

Kat and I were watching our typical 6pm Golden Girls on Lifetime, and at 6:30pm, a spin off of the Golden Girls called Golden Palace came on. We were so confused! Blanche, Rose, Sophia... Don Cheadle and Cheech Marin?

running on E

After spring break, I came to the realization that I was out of everything: toilet paper, paper towels, trash bags, toothpaste, hand soap, laundry detergent.

So I'm in Charleston.