29 December 2009

gee... that's news to me

I really hate going to the eye doctor. It's worse than going to the dentist for me. Right now, only my right eye is dilated because the chick missed my left eye with the drop (twice). Seriously. This is what went down:

Eye doctor: "So... the vision in your right eye has changed a little bit."
Me: "It has not. When your assistant was checking it, I told her I rubbed my eye and then she found an eyelash in it but said it was fine."
Eye doctor: "K. Lemme check real quick."
*checks real quick*
"Yeah, you must have had something in your eye because her readings don't make any sense compared to the ones I just got."
Me: "...told you."

18 December 2009

modern-day hitchhikers

I'm stuck in Hermiston because my stupid car died on the freeway. To be fair, it didn't die, it just stated making a horrific clunking noise that was scary enough to make us stop and call Triple A. Also, my parents don't love us enough to come and pick us up, so we had to get a hotel room.

Turns out that the hotel that the tow truck driver brought us to is the one I got in trouble for sneaking out of during a state theatre conference trip my senior year in high school. This time we snuck Panda in. Also they gave me two free beers. And they have FSC. Woohoo.

You know what I learned today?

Never leave home without your towel.

11 December 2009

welcome to my life.

Last night I found out what happens when you drop your ID into a conveyor belt.

Not a lot, actually, it's more anti-climactic than I thought, but does involve a few seconds where you and the cashier freeze and stare at each other helplessly until some nice dude in an apron comes round to open the little drawer under the belt and free the Lost Goods from the Dark Place.

It's kind of freaky, watching your adult drinking life slo-mo over the black rubber like a barrel over Niagara Falls and disappear into the abyss.

It's good she checked it first, or I really would have needed that holiday porter I was buying.

04 December 2009

it's the most wonderful time of the year

Nothing brings the world together like the World Cup. The UN has got nothing on the beautiful game.


OMG so shiny!


The World Cup draw was held today in Capetown, South Africa. Results:

Group A: South Africa, Mexico, Uruguay, France
Group B: Argentina, Nigeria, South Korea, Greece
Group C: England, USA, Algeria, Slovenia
Group D: Germany, Australia, Serbia, Ghana
Group E: Holland, Denmark, Japan, Cameroon
Group F: Italy, Paraguay, New Zealand, Slovakia
Group G: Brazil, Korea DPR, Ivory Coast, Portugal
Group H: Spain, Switzerland, Honduras, Chile

I'm so excited. We're not in the Group of Death (G)! Four years ago our group was certainly death to us, despite drawing when we played the eventual champions. Italy has an annoying habit of starting slowly in competitions and gathering speed until they're pretty much invincible by the last stages. Dirty, sexy bastards.

I think Group A will be the most interesting to watch. While South Africa (who qualified by hosting) is possibly the weakest team in the tournament, historically the host team has never failed to advance to the second round. France is very controversial now, partly due to Henry's qualifying handball, and partly to their abysmal performance this past year. If they want it enough, they could easily go through. Mexico... I just hope they don't advance. The archnemesis of American soccer. Slovenia I don't know much about. In summary: never underestimate the host team, no matter how much you write them off outside of the Cup. Mexico, France and Slovenia depend on who wants it the most and who can use handballs and dirty hack behavior (*cough*Thierry Henry*cough*Rafa Marquez*cough*)to advance.

I just want to see the US pull a 1950 World Cup manuever on England. :) Love the English people, not so much a fan of the English national team. I prefer the sport as played in warm countries, like Brasil and Spain.

ETA: Soccernet's draw analysis.

02 December 2009

clear blue december

It's cold now. Most of the leaves are in the street now, and the rain has stopped, but I think there's no point in having cold without snow.

Why do they call the week before finals "dead week"? It's never stopped my professors from assigning stuff, me spending ridiculous amounts of time in my books, and generally wishing I didn't have to drag myself out of bed at the crack of early. Wait... maybe that last one is the reason. I think they should call it "undead week." Everyone looks like zombies, and I'm pretty sure they gave up bathing and sleeping.

I got my nursing school schedule. I'm leaning to the right on the terrified/excited scale right now. I'm quitting my job tomorrow to spend the holidays with family before the hard work begins. I can't wait. :)

World Cup draw on Friday!