Xanga-December 4, 2006

And I'm a moron...a cold moron

T-shirt, jeans, tennis shoes, hoodie. It was too cold to do much else. And besides, anything I wore would of been wrinkled beneath my overalls anyway.
Despite my hatred of eggs and slight dislike for milk (due to a slight lactose intolerance), I LOVE egg nog.
My boyfriend loves me because I buy 2% milk.
The forms of matter are solid, liquid and gas. Water can take all of these-ice, water and steam, respectfully. Some things like dry ice and water can sublimate-go directly from solid to gas. I'm not sure what form snow is considered (or Jello for that matter) but it can easily go from soft and cushy to break your leg hard when its in your parking lot as witnessed by the bruise on my knee.
So Thursday, we all left anatomy lab early because it was snowing and threatening to get worse. On the way to the parking lot, my backpack broke. Driving home wasn't too terribly hard and luckily it was my night off from the dairy farm anyway. I made some plans for how to get to school if the inevitable giant snow came and went to bed. I woke up at five am figuring that it would take me two hours to walk to school if it had indeed snowed  inches. I looked out the window and believe it or not it had! I watched the news and danced around the apartment for about half an hour before returning to bed to wake up at six, decide that there was no way in hell that I'd be attending class that day and rolling back over. My friend Tiffany called at about 6:20 to inform me that there was no school. Happy, I slept till nine. I took the dog out then and she loves the snow! It was way over her back but she leaps and hops through it. Everytime we went out we had the greatest of fun.
Saturday, I dug my car out but didn't go anywhere because everything still was covered in ice and snow. Yesterday, I didn't do much either. I watched a show called Paralyzed and Pregnant about a paralyzed lady that got pregnant. And then I watched another show called A New Face For Marlie about this girl who had a genetic disease that caused her bones to become tumors. Her face grew and grew and the surgery that basically saved her life consisted of cutting out all of the bones of her face. She's normal!...using that term loosely.
This morning I was supposed to pick up Tiffany on my way to school but low and behold my car wouldn't start. I think that the ignition lock wasn't working and I took the key out with the engine still turned over. I don't know. I'm a moron. So anyway, Tiffany woke her brother up and he took us to school. Additionally, I couldn't get my apartment door to lock so its currently unlocked unless the maintenance guys have fixed it. And finally to add to my crappy day, a soda can exploded in my new backpack making everything-i.e. all of my notes and books wet and sticky.
I think with my car, I'm going to call the tow truck company and see if they'll come give me a jump start and then go to autozone and see if they can test the battery to see if it will make it through the winter. If not, I'll buy a new one. Or my other option is buy a new battery at Wal-Mart and carry it home...a couple of miles.

[EDIT-Originally published to Blogger on 12/7/11]