Oh well

I thought the week before spring break was my craziest yet, but I think this week might have just about as much due as that week.

Yeah, I've still got about four homeworks, one team meeting, one pre-lab, and an exam left.

After already turning in another homework and taking another exam.

Hmmm...

But at least I have been rested by the Spring Break, so I am much happier facing this lovely mound of work. Also, I was reminded to trust God over the spring break, so I am trying to keep this in mind as I look at the remaining three days of this week's classes.

Spring Break

oh how I adore thee
coming just exactly when
I need thee to keep sane

Oh beautiful Spring Break
with long hours of sleep
and blessed memories to keep
come back for my sake

The homework lies in wait
but I ignore its calls
to enjoy staying up late
to watch films with family

Oh beautiful Spring Break
with long hours of sleep
and blessed memories to keep
come back for my sake

And I must ratatouille make
for ratatouille tastes great
with a tasty Spring Break cake
for everyone to eat

Oh beautiful Spring Break
with long hours of sleep
and blessed memories to keep
come back for my sake

Miscellanea

This is a post comprised of several little amusing things from today.

First, I was sitting in the student union of my campus with a friend. We were trying to finish up a lab report due tomorrow.
Several persons walk by and sit at a table just behind me. And I hear one of them, some guy, humming a tune. It was Wall-E's favorite tune. I know his favorite tune comes from another movie, but it is an old musical that I have not heard people talk about, so it is highly likely this guy had it from Wall-E.
And it made me chuckle.

My professor for Spaceflight pushed our homework due date from this Friday to the Tuesday after Spring break. That means I have only six things due between tomorrow and Friday instead of seven. It made me ridiculously happy.

My roommate's cheese-making supplies came in the mail today. She is very excited and already has plans to throw herbs into her cheese.

We sang "sam was a man" in choir this evening. It is a fun song to sing even it is about some guy who worked hard and died and was buried.

Also in our choir, we finally decided on our new dress code for the girls after three gatherings and several emails. We shall have white blouses provided by the club, black skirts just below the knee at least, black shear stockings, and black shoes with no open toes preferably. Anyway, everyone seems much more satisfied with this arrangement then the previous red dresses that accentuated bulges on even the most skinniest persons and made everyone else look rather fat or dumpy.

And now I think I shall finish one more lab and then head to bed.

Costume Party

Why would you have a costume party on Valentine's day?
I have no idea.
But we did anyway.
It was fun.
Guess what I dressed up as...





That's right!
A blue mushroom.

My happy new umbrella helped amazingly.

Roommate M dressed as static cling, while her sister and brother-in-law came as complex conjugates. (Those are some really neat and funky math things)
The party was expanded by the addition of truck driver and a fearsome pirate who kept threatening to chop me up for dinner with his actual knife because he liked mushrooms. And with the pirate came some random hitchhiker guy. A skier and a sheeted fellow completed the cast.

We ate cheesecake (this was the setting for the cayenne pepper cheesecake). And we played games.
And took many many pictures.

I like costume parties.
I hope to have another one someday.

Cayenne Pepper

in a cheesecake!

Hurrah!

Chocolate cheesecake spiced with cayenne pepper and cinnamon is an amazing thing.
I will have to make it again sometime.

Writing with my left hand

Although I am right-handed, I sometimes find it fun to try writing with my left hand.

Except I sort of had to do it for real this week.

Monday night I slipped and slid on some ice and ended up with a very nasty-looking swollen finger on my right hand.

All my happy pessimistic friends decided it must be broken. So I got an x-ray on Thursday.
But it wasn't broken.

Meanwhile, however, I kept that finger taped up to another one using masking tape (a gentler alternative to duct tape, I thought) because it was so swollen and hurt if I bent it wrong.

And by the end of a long day of taking notes with my peculiar finger arrangement, my hand hurt. But I still had a crib sheet for an exam left to finish.

So I wrote it with my left hand until my right hand felt good enough to pick up writing again.

Curried Yogurt

It was surprisingly pleasant, actually.
And the ginger added a nice zing to it that helped.

Savory yogurt instead of sweet...
Maybe next time we can try spiced yogurt?

Or perhaps hot yogurt.

Anyways, the accidental adding of curry to the yogurt instead of cinnamon turned out to be quite good.