I Hate Fungus!!
UGH.
This morning, I turned the horses out, cleaned/refilled the water buckets, and picked out the old manure from yesterday. When I went to dump the wheelbarrow at the manure pile, I was seriously like O_O;;;;;. Forget manure pile, it was more like a mushroom pile. . .it was SO GROSS. I mean, most of them were these weird, very small blue ones but there's one nasty mofo growing off to the side. Today it was in its penii-like phase but tomorrow it'll probably be out in all its sick, toadstool glory. God, I hate them. HATE. I don't care how badly it would mess up the ecosystem, if I could press a button and eradicate all types of fungus starting tomorrow, I would.
Moving onto topics that *don't* make me shudder. . .
Today was apparently Brooks day at URI because I saw several people I work with! I ran into Betsy at the Quinn computer lab, which is a pretty random place to find someone. Then I saw one of the new cashiers when I was walking to Bagelz. He's nice, but I'm the only girl at store who doesn't think he's cute/hot/whatever. He's just a little too frat-boyish for my liking, what can I say? :p I also saw one of the pharmacy students in the library, but neither one of us said hi or anything. The pharmacy and the front store are usually very separate, and it's rare for us to know one another (let's just forget the whole Damian fiasco for a second, eh? hehe).
I actually hung around school for awhile today, for no real reason. I managed to write a page of my history paper though, and I got another book to read from the library. I had never noticed this book before because it's very thin and the cover is completely blank, but it's a booklet Lucy Parsons put together containing the speeches each anarchist (including her husband, Albert Parsons) made during the Haymarket trial. Haven't gotten past the intro yet, but I'll definitely read more tonight since I have no other homework.
Oh, speaking of anarchy, I ran into Dr. Sterne very briefly today. She just asked what I was taking and if this was actually my last semester since she knows all about the trouble I've had with graduation. I'll probably stop by her office later in the semester once I know a little more clearly what my plans are for next year. I'm bad about keeping in touch with professors, but since I'm probably gonna go to grad school someday, I want to get decent letters of recommendation. I know RIC required Jen to have 3, I bet most schools ask for the same. I'm pretty sure I know who I'd ask, but I won't worry about that overmuch until the time comes.
All for now. I hope Rich gets home from Kenpo soon cuz I want ice cream. :p
This morning, I turned the horses out, cleaned/refilled the water buckets, and picked out the old manure from yesterday. When I went to dump the wheelbarrow at the manure pile, I was seriously like O_O;;;;;. Forget manure pile, it was more like a mushroom pile. . .it was SO GROSS. I mean, most of them were these weird, very small blue ones but there's one nasty mofo growing off to the side. Today it was in its penii-like phase but tomorrow it'll probably be out in all its sick, toadstool glory. God, I hate them. HATE. I don't care how badly it would mess up the ecosystem, if I could press a button and eradicate all types of fungus starting tomorrow, I would.
Moving onto topics that *don't* make me shudder. . .
Today was apparently Brooks day at URI because I saw several people I work with! I ran into Betsy at the Quinn computer lab, which is a pretty random place to find someone. Then I saw one of the new cashiers when I was walking to Bagelz. He's nice, but I'm the only girl at store who doesn't think he's cute/hot/whatever. He's just a little too frat-boyish for my liking, what can I say? :p I also saw one of the pharmacy students in the library, but neither one of us said hi or anything. The pharmacy and the front store are usually very separate, and it's rare for us to know one another (let's just forget the whole Damian fiasco for a second, eh? hehe).
I actually hung around school for awhile today, for no real reason. I managed to write a page of my history paper though, and I got another book to read from the library. I had never noticed this book before because it's very thin and the cover is completely blank, but it's a booklet Lucy Parsons put together containing the speeches each anarchist (including her husband, Albert Parsons) made during the Haymarket trial. Haven't gotten past the intro yet, but I'll definitely read more tonight since I have no other homework.
Oh, speaking of anarchy, I ran into Dr. Sterne very briefly today. She just asked what I was taking and if this was actually my last semester since she knows all about the trouble I've had with graduation. I'll probably stop by her office later in the semester once I know a little more clearly what my plans are for next year. I'm bad about keeping in touch with professors, but since I'm probably gonna go to grad school someday, I want to get decent letters of recommendation. I know RIC required Jen to have 3, I bet most schools ask for the same. I'm pretty sure I know who I'd ask, but I won't worry about that overmuch until the time comes.
All for now. I hope Rich gets home from Kenpo soon cuz I want ice cream. :p
posted by Erica at 6:33 PM
3 Comments:
i thought of this post today at work. i asked this guy (who's about my age) whether he'd eat fried food from 4 days ago. he said definitely, but he warned me that he'd also eat anything unless it was moldy. "aw, hell... i'd even just pick off the mold and keep eating" he added. :)
Bizarre. I swear I left a comment here. So here it goes again:
I was at work today and at lunch I asked this guy if he would eat four-day-old leftover fried food. He said of course, but then again he would also eat food that had mold on it... he'd just pick the mold off and eat around it.
Thought you'd appreciate this story. Even if I told it more accurately and better the first time.
Ew ew ew ew! haha
My Dad likes to torment me with stories about having to do just that when he was growing up. I always just say that that's the only way I'd ever starve to death, cuz even if the moldy part gets scraped/cut off, it was still *there*. Thus, more mold is probably festering in the not-yet-fuzzy parts and that's just as bad. :p
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