Monthly Archives: August, 2012

Shenanigans at 30,000 feet

I am SO sick of flying. Still not sick of airports, though.

On the flight up from Tucson to Seattle I sat next to this 60-something-year-old lady who kept pulling those little mini vodkas out of her purse and kept getting progressively more drunk the closer we got to Seattle.

Some of the highlights included:

  • When she took a paper Burger King crown out of her purse, put it on and shouted, “I’m the co-pilot!”
  • When she looked down the front of her own shirt and whispered, “I’ve found me Lucky Charms!”
  • Her telling me all about her three sons for about fifteen minutes, then laughing hysterically and saying, “I’m just kidding! They’re daughters.”
  • When she finally fell dead asleep about 30 minutes out from Seattle and slumped down so far in her seat that she would have slid out onto the floor had there been more leg room.

 

Exciting times. I also got to sit in Sea-Tac for like five hours. As usual.

The Jessica Saga

[Blogger’s note: this one got lost somehow and never got posted when it was originally supposed to!]

For whatever the hell reason, tonight I decided it would be a good idea to go back and look at my old MSN Messenger chat logs from a few years ago. The ones I spent most of my time reading were the ones between Jessica (Rob’s ex (maybe?????) girlfriend at the time) and myself. Most of these were during the time between my first date with Rob and my second date with Rob.

And you know what I’ve learned from re-reading these? Three main things:

  1. Good lord, that girl needed therapy.
  2. I used to be Captain Pushover.
  3. Present Day Claudia would not have put up with this garbage for nearly as long.

That last point makes me feel really good, actually. I mean, look at some of this vitriolic nonsense. I’m glad I wouldn’t stand for this crap anymore. Jessica’s in blue; I’m in red.

I’m not trying to make you feel bad… just I think I’m going to wind up loosing him to you

But why do you want to have a relationship with him???
why?
WHY?

I wish things weren’t like this
Same here
then how do you wish they were?
Easier, I don’t know
easier on who or for who??? HUH?

It almost sounds like he wants you to have a relationship with him how you’re saying it
Well, he does, I think…
He asked me on the date, after all, and he asked me on another afterwards…
WTF
Did he not tell you any of this?
I already know about the date on Friday
Just go do what you want
So had you guys really not discussed this, is that why you both went off for about an hour?
just forget it go do what you want
Well…I still feel very bad…
Forget it I give up I’m leaving you alone go on with your god damn life!

WHat the hell are you telling rob now?
MOre shit to make him mad?

I hate talking about you and ROb….
Well, then we don’t have to talk about it
It’s what’s bothering me most right now anyway

oh and I really don’t think highly of you
but you shouldn’t care what I think got it?

What are you up to other than talking to Rob?
Not too much
What about you?
Being a mess
Anything I can do?
Stop asking
I’d get Rob pissed at me
YOu know that
Then I’ll stop asking
Cause my answer would be is don’t fall in love with Rob
got it chickie?

I just don’t like how often you and Rob are having dates
Well, the one on Friday will only be our second

SIck of me huh?
I wonder who you’re hiding from… you okay kid?
This is all I”m going to say
I hate that you like him that he likes you and that you two want to have a relationship
Goodbye
Why do you like Rob?
I won’t bite I’m sorry
But do you really know how much of an asshole he is ?

YOu also made out with him how about that? Was that his choice too?
A guy probably isn’t going to say no to an idea like that…
He initiated it
What?
Or rather, it was kind of a mutual initiation
YOu two live in a fucked up little world

I fucking hate you
He’s got problems he won’t deal with he’s scared of trying….
He won’t talk to me anymore
I HATE YOU
YOu ruined fucking Pi day
You ruined it!
I’m sorry
But it was his decision to tell you everything that night, I said nothing about anything regarding that
YOu didn’t cause that fucking decision?
I didn’t tell him to say anything, if that’s what you mean
What did you say to him?
I didn’t say anything
He told me he was going to do it, and he did it
But you made him break a promise
What promise?
When he’d be back
I asked him if he needed to get back, and he said no
No no let’s go get food let’s go make out…
you’re toying with his feelings

I really hate you
I hope your relationship goes to hell I really do

You make me feel very depressed

That whole Rob relationship was toxic. Every bit of it. Ick.

YUP I’M STILL PROCRASTINATING

Things I should be doing: packing, cleaning, sleeping.

Things I’m doing: screwing around on Tumblr, screwing around on OK Cupid, watching Metalocalypse.

Speaking of OK Cupid, according to their match question choice thingies, everyone I’m compatible with lives overseas. Check it:

Life’s funny.

Also, expect a lot of surveys early this coming week. Won’t have internet for awhile.

ARE WE DOVES?!

Hey dudes! So it’s my last day here at PCC. I’m here three more nights, then I’m flying back to Moscow.

I’m excited/scared/nervous/anxious/antsy/hesitant. Which is pretty much how I always am, but at least this time I have a reason.

Oh, and this:

This song sounds really, really creepy sung in this manner.

TWSB: I dare you to cross the line

WOAH, SCIENCE!

(Sorry, I’m hyper.)

Today I finished formatting a business textbook (barf) and actually started working on a fun textbook for once.

Astronomy! In the second chapter I read about something I’d never heard about before: forbidden lines.

What’s a forbidden line? According to Encyclopedia Britannica, it’s an emission line in the spectra of certain nebulae that is not observed for those same gases on earth. Why? Because apparently, on earth those gases cannot be rarefied sufficiently.

Forbidden lines result from electrons in the upper energy levels of gases transitioning to a lower energy level. This transitioning requires the atoms to be undisturbed (i.e., not bumping into other atoms) and takes a long time. The resulting photon emissions are very weak. In labs on earth, these transitions are even rarer (“highly improbable”) because the excited atoms have a much greater chance of hitting other atoms and disrupting the level transitions of the electrons.

In interstellar space, however, the atoms are able to be undisturbed long enough for the electrons to make these transitions. In fact, according to the Encyclopedia of Science, up to 90% of the visible brightness of some nebulae can be attributed to these forbidden spectral lines.

Cool, huh?

Last Night’s Dream:

GLaDOS and C-3PO went on Maury to get a paternity test to see if C-3PO was the father of GLaDOS’ son, Deep Blue.

(He was.)

(Yeah, I don’t know what’s wrong with me, either.)