This time around, I have a party with much cuteness in it. My two Chemists are named Vanilla and Bean, and I have a Squire named Cookie. I recruited another Squire named Claret ... she was originally named Clara, but I thought I'd keep with my new tasty tradition. Har!
I'm staggering towards Spring Break. The pot that needs to be 24 inches by Saturday afternoon is currently at approximately 13 inches. I'd like to say 14, but that's really far too generous an estimation. I'll be in the ceramics lab tomorrow morning before work, probably after work, and most of Saturday.
We cleaned out Marvin (my computer) today. I've never actually opened up my CPU's case before ... Moouack was a tough old bird who didn't require such delicate procedures despite living in a basement for most of his life. Marvin, on the other hand, has always been much more ... high-maintenence, I suppose you could say. He had begun to make funny noises that concerned me greatly, so we popped his lid (well, his side, really) and discovered that damn, he had a veritable warren of dust bunnies living inside of him. After a thorough session with a can o' air, he is sounding much better and is not freaking me out anymore.
If you don't explain what a room is and I'm feeling curious about the space, I'm probably going to look in it. It was thus that I unwittingly invaded the "brain" of the recording studio on campus. This is a most sacred place where only managers may enter, but I really flouted tradition ... it is most fortunate that my friends were the ones in the studio that day. Heh. No doubt the story will circulate.
Despite last Friday's chill, I stalked birds with varying degrees of success. Despite my most obvious efforts, people kept on walking by and scaring the robins off before I got a satisfactory shot of the damn critters.