Sexting

God I've gotten boring. I even feel bad just adding a new post because it will probably only prove how far downhill this thing has gone.

I believe it may be back soon, though. For the past couple of weeks I've been working at Staples instead of the library, and Staples gives me much less of an opportunity to update my blog. But next week my hours go back up at the library, so things will get much easier.

In other news, I've also been taken away from this blog (and everything else in my life other than obligations) by my boyfriend. But it's a wonderful trade-off, so that's okay.

I encourage you, if you're (unfortunately) getting a first impression of this collection of inane writings, to go back and get more than a first impression, because the inanity gets ever more powerful as I become less boring.

But in other news, I just saw a featured blog with a picture of this weird bug that was in my shower this morning. Apparently (according to my roommate's very trustworthy boyfriend), it was an indoor centipede, or some other similarly-named centipede. I did not eat it. I did, however, accidentally kill it.

...i always put bugs outside instead of killing them dont judge me...

I'm going to bed now. Good night.

Advice for gays: Tell your partner 'good night' every night before sleeping, even if he has to remind you because you're a dumbass. This will keep him happy. And really, that's what you want.

Title

So I've just been way too busy with school/work/playing/etc to post lately. For this, I apologize (though I vaguely remember posting earlier that this would happen). As it is now, I'm on my way out for much-needed drinks with my boyfriend. So I'm going to just leave it at that gotta go bye.

Advice for gays: Something something something you suck I don't have time for this.

Cellular respiration

In addition to being on my final exam tomorrow, it's also helping me study at the moment. Cellular respiration is the process of turning glucose into energy. First, in the cytoplasm, chemical bonds are broken in a process called Glycolosis. The glucose is then prepared for further breaking down in the transition reaction phase. Then, in the mitochondria, something called the citric acid cycle occurs, before finally the process is completed using the electron transport chain, which gives off the most energy. The brain uses 30% of the product of this process.

This means that in order for your brain to function at its best, you should supply it with carbs. I've supplied so many carbs into my brain tonight that my stomach wants to throw up. So this shit better work.

At least this class is almost over. Now I can go back to regularly updating my blog while really saying nothing.

Earlier I almost was involved in a 4-car accident, caused by two pedestrians who never mastered the fine art of crossing the street. Then, after work, I went to the Plaza with my loverly boyfriend and gazed at the city...and him. Dude I love Albany. :D

Speaking of which, he turned 28 yesterday. And he looks younger than your honor student!!

That made no sense but really, he looks 17.

I need to go back to studying now. Almost doneee!!!!!

Overload

I don't need to hear about how my refridgerator is doing, or about how I smoke too much weed, or about the environment, economy, my own pay, summer tuition or anything of the sort. I have enough to worry about. At the moment, I don't need a broken scanner at work, a disapproving mother or lack of effort and teamwork within my brass quintet. If you have no key, don't lock the door. I don't need to think about the final I have Thursday or the need to sell my bass or the fact that I can't afford college. And the last thing I need is to hear about all of the things I'm doing wrong.

That said, things are still going much better than they have for the past year. My quintet sounds good for the first time in months, and we're playing (and self-promoting shamelessly) at a baseball game in Troy tonight. I played (semi-successfully) in one of my favorite musicals over the weekend--though to be honest, I'll be thrilled when that's done too. My roommate is cool, my boyfriend and I shared our first Jay-cooked meal last night and I'm doing better in my summer class than I had previously thought.

So often my life is entirely consumed with keeping its own balance. And 99% of the time, I fail miserably in this respect. This is one of those times at the moment. And once again, I can't keep the balance. It wears on you.

There is no interesting social commentary in this post. No morals or lessons. Nothing like that. I'm tired and you need to leave me alone. Thanks bye.