I FOUND THE STICKY POST FINALLY.
So I'm still around. You know how when you get out of the habit of doing something, it is crazy hard to get it back into your routine? That's what is happening here. And to be honest, I would probably just continue ignoring LJ for a while, and I might after I write this, to be honest, but for now I need some help that maybe blogging can satisfy. Certainly better than placing stickers on things, I imagine. But I can do that too, so no loss. Tomorrow I have an up to 5 page essay to write about something and I don't even know how to start it and it is very frustrating.
The essay is about this core we have from, coincidentally enough, close to my home. It's about one hundred feet, stored in two foot sections, five to a box, ten boxes in total. It is all limestone and it all looks the same to me, but it traces the transgression and regression of the ancient epeiric sea that was once most of North America. I could write about that, I understand that process like it is my job, but since everyone knows it and my professor talked about it in the assignment sheet, I actually have to talk specifically about what this core says. Which is difficult. I know it has a lot of calcite in it, since it's a limestone and when you put (weak) hydrochloric acid on it it fizzes like a mother. Some places it fizzes better than others. These would be places that have a ton of calcite. Others barely fizz at all. I'd say they have pretty much no calcite. I am sure there is a ton of dolomite and some aragonite here too, since all the literature says so. Sometimes there are dark layers, sometimes it is just a massive block of light grey stuff, sometimes it is yellowy (that'd be the dolomite, actually.) Sometimes the grains are larger, sometimes the grains fall off if you rub your finger against them, and they would all crumble if soaked in a cup of water in order to try and get them cleaned up so you can see what the hell they look like, dammit. At least that last part is probably true; I only tested it once quietly when no one was looking and put the chunks back into the box as quickly as I could. Other pieces, on the other hand, look like they would make a fine primitive weapon. One piece about six inches long and the size of my wrist had this layer stuck to the bottom of it that made it look just like a burning cigarette; I entertained the idea of posing with it but the grad student who's office I was in probably wouldn't appreciate my unique sense of humor in that situation, especially if I asked her to take the picture. There are a lot of fossils in it, ad a range of textures, and other things to look at in thin section.
...And that's about all I know about this core sample.
Oh, and my essay is due in about... oh..13 hours.
And as a bonus, nobody I've talked to knows what to do with this assignment anymore than I do. Excellent.
...So yeah... I still got nothing. I'll probably just talk about trans/regression in great detail or something. Who cares. I hate this class. And oh how I love Kele Okereke's voice. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TOvZ8ln1r
But I do feel a little loosened up now that I've wrote all this. Okay, let's do this shit.
- I'm feeling: gloomy
- When I'm not listening to the wind, it is:Pandora - currently Bush Aww yeah I love this band hard
- I'm feeling: contemplative
- When I'm not listening to the wind, it is:Interpol - Rest My Chemistry
Carissa was my cousin. I'm trying to get home this weekend to be with my family and attend the funeral.
I was awoken by a handful of fighter jets who must have skimmed over the stadium and then flew directly out over Romulo's house, in order to scare the shit out of anyone who had the audacity to not care about the game. It worked. My facebook feed was choked with updates from both sides, which was kind of annoying since nobody actually ever posted the score. Romulo and I went to the university book store to buy some things I needed for my fieldtrip yesterday morning and saw we were leading by a point then. I then locked myself in the Mineralogy lab, working and waiting for my friend to come. She became distracted by the game and texted me updates while I tried to identify bifringence how it's different than interference color, but not, since one uses the other, but what?
We won, by the way. For the first time in either three or five or a thousand years, I'm not sure. It was also the first time that the rivalry game went into Triple Overtime, which is quite a feat, as I understand it. I tried to explain to Romulo how often this happens. It'd be about as likely as me admitting that, in hindsight, it was a really exciting game, and maybe I should have gone or at least watched.
That is to say, never.
( I really don"t like football.Collapse )
- I'm feeling: bored
- When I'm not listening to the wind, it is:J. S. Bach
I don't even
- I'm feeling: sleepy
I have been in Ames for a week. What have I done? I don't even know. I bought two text books online. I sold two and maybe a third. I unpacked Romulo's clothes and hung them up. I did the same to mine. I made dinner a few times. Went grocery shopping twice in one day. Nearly overstayed my boyfriend's welcome and am afraid we will kill each other if I spend much more time here. It is hard to believe a week ago we were crazy for each other and now we grumble about as much as we talk civilly. And it isn't him, it's me, I'm the impatient one. He isn't even as uncomfortable as I am. Hopefully this feeling will pass once I can move into my apartment and my friends come back into town. Hopefully.
I have finally got into The Girl with the Dragon Tattoo. It took long enough, like, say, half the book, but it got interesting. I almost finished it yesterday, but now I only have about thirty pages left. If I can get some time without being asked to come pick him up or something, I just might get it finished.
Otherwise, thank god it's Thursday!
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- I'm feeling: bitchy
- When I'm not listening to the wind, it is:RHCP
I am trying to get up and go home after spending the night with Anne. And the, you know, midnight release of Harry Potter.
I still believe that Harry Potter is the funniest movie franchise of our time. I can laugh and laugh, and 7.2 did not disappoint. Full reaction later; for now, I leave you with this nugget of wisdom.
The guy who was playing Voldemort could have been a little more... Convincing...
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And I think I love Shinedown's newest song. I don't want to be so cliche, but I do enjoy their work more than I feel I should. Of course the song itself isn't that new, I just haven't listened to the radio for about a year, so when I got home in May I was hit by a whole lot of new music. My local radio station plays local rock, so it's doubly confusing. "Was that a local band's song?" Ughghghgh.
- I'm feeling: apathetic
- When I'm not listening to the wind, it is:Shinedown - Diamond Eyes