‘Um, okay, yeah. Sure. Well, it’s an apocalypse. Featuring zombies as the main cause of the apocalyptical doom… It’s good to have a shot gun. Better to have a flame thrower and some good strong whiskey. Um…likely to end with mass destruction and the few uninfected survivors living an adjusted life in the ruins of the cities of the world where they destroy the zombies that stand in their path and…well, I guess just try to do the best they can. Kind of like Jack and Diane but with seemingly infinite armies of brain-obsessed undead.’

“Right. And how old are you?”

‘Twenty-four.’

So, I was at work, being cool, and there was this horrible storm. It welled up around us and threatened to swallow us whole. Which roughly translates to “It was raining a bunch.” The lights momentarily flickered and I said to myself “Oh dear!” I asked my managers what would happen if the electricity went out. They had just finished explaining the correct procedure when…

The electricity went out.

And a great cry of “Good job, Dru. Good job.” went up. =D

…is a thing wot I wrote on September 25, 2009.

Yay?

When I was younger I had a really hard time connecting with people. This may have been because I was alarmingly difficult to be friends with. It may also have been because of my mother’s habit of picking up her boobs and setting them on people and/or offering to show them to people whenever they came round ( after her breast augmentation ). I think it was probably more the first than the second.

But I always had a hard time. Before I started at UNT, I had a really hard time making friends. Because it’s hard. It’s really hard to connect with anybody in a non-romantic sort of way if you’re not in school and you don’t work with your peers.

Thankfully, I now have a few people I can call good friends, many people I can say I’m friendly with and a plethora of acquaintances with whom I am on good terms.

But this wasn’t always so. In the spirit of the Christmas/Hanukkah season, I’d like to acknowledge and thank those people who call themselves my friend. Particularly the awesome crew I had the good fortune to work with at the Santa set and the pseudo-relative who spent her holiday with me. It was insane and hard and I got sick a lot which was crap and we almost didn’t have Christmas dinner which was even more crap, but they stuck by me and were fantastic.

And honestly, the friends who can wear reindeer antlers with you are the best kind of friend you could ask for.

But I’m not gonna panic.

I got my very first tattoo yesterday. It hurt. Quite a bit, I would say. The outline felt like I was being cut on. The filling in was itchy and hot and I strongly disliked it. Now it just feels like I have a bad sunburn on my arm.

I concentrated quite hard on the sensations so that I’d be able to describe the pain to you. All in all I would say it hurt less than my nipple piercings and about as much as my rook. ( Fun note, my piercings in order from most to least painful: Nipples, 2nd nose, rook, first nose, helix 1st time, helix 2nd time, 2nd lobe, first pair of lobes. )

So yeah: cutting then itchy burny irritation followed by the soreness of a bad sunburn. I’m told forearms hurt a good deal less than other places. So yay. I don’t plan on any more tattoos in the future. Except maybe the one Lu and I planned on ages ago :p

Some info: Don’t panic is from hitchhiker’s guide to the galaxy. I initially wrote it inside my left forearm during NaNoWriMo 2009 as a reminder not to panic about deadlines or anything else really. This was the last Christmas I celebrated with my parents and was quite stressful.

The font is Gill Sans, commonly accepted as the font on the TARDIS and many other official-ish type things in England. It was originally designed by a bloke surnamed Gill for a friend who owned a bookshop.

This is not a tattoo for Doctor Who or Hitchhiker’s. It’s a tattoo for me – a friendly reminder to calm down and a clean, large, friendly font to facilitate that reminder.

Fantastic, no?

Share your tattoo experiences with me in the comments! Bonus points for pics.

We work next to the sunglasses stand :p

It is so slow in the mornings, but it makes for a nice gentle way to not die when I’m the only person working. My helper this morning called in sick and how could I ask her to come? I’m probably the one that infected her.

UPDATE: She’s definitely the one who infected me.

I am not feeling well. I asked one of my girls to cover for me tonight so I could go home half an hour early and she said “As long as I don’t have to open, too.”

Nope. That’s what I have to do. Open – 8.30. Close – 10.30. Sick? Yes.

Bull shit? Probably.

Oh well. At least I can pay my bills. It’s nice to have money. It’s nice, but really painful when you feel like your stomach is about to explode.

I want soup for dinner.

To regroup: Santa and I are badasses.

I didn’t fail History though. I made a nice, sound C in it.

I did fail math. A big, fat, juicy F. Meh.

I already didn’t feel well this morning; I woke up at 5 sick to my stomach in a very immediate and tugging sort of way, as though it had hurt for a long enough time in the dark but now that it finally had me awake it demanded my full attention. I extra don’t feel well now.

I’ll retake those classes – hopefully – and everything will be shiny. This semester I don’t start anything at 8 so I’ll be awake and I don’t start anything at 18.00 so I’ll actually attend. :)

Over the holidays I need to review and practice my Chinese so I have a firm hold on the characters for next semester. I’m also going to try and teach Brian hangul if he’ll let me. And finish some games ^_^

Wish me health?

FALL 2011

US History Beginning to Civil War – C

Texas Government – C

Intro to Probability and Stats with Algebra Lab – F

Elementary French – A

Elementary Chinese – A

Four months ago, more or less, I walked up these stairs, listening to Weezer, and into my very first university class. A class I subsequently – probably – failed.

And here I am. Here I am a college sophomore because with the credits that I transferred from my AP exams along with the 18 hours I took this semester make me into a 2nd year after just four months. With this kind of head start I might finish on time ^_^

I’ve learned a lot, but that’s boring. So here’s the most interesting stuff:

1. How to Cheers Gov’ner. It’s an awesome drinking game and even better with reverse Drive.

2. I’m awesome at mixing drinks.

3. My boyfriend is extremely long-suffering.

4. How to bleach hair.

5. People will assume you’re a lesbian if you have short cropped hair and a cat.

6. Chinese :)

I got a new cat.

This is Sarang – it means “love” in Korean and the accent is on the first syllable like “SARrang” – and she is made of pure crazy.

A friend of a friend from the KCE had a friend who was going home to Korea after two years here. She had to rehome her kitteh and as soon as I found out that the kitty was white, I signed up.

I mean seriously, too dang cute.

I’m maybe a bit of a karma whore and there will be so much to reap once Phrennie and Sarang start loving each other ^_^ YIN YANG KITTIES!

Little white cat is very sweet but kind of bitey. Also pretty nervous. She doesn’t like loud noises or sudden movements. She does love falling asleep on me and purring INSANELY loud.

I think she’s good for Phrennie – the black cat was getting very lonely. Sarang makes a good friend and playmate. Especially since Brian discovered what laser pointers do when around cats. I’m pretty sure he was way more excited about it than either of the cats.

He’s just a big softy when it comes to animals.

I started thinking that it was more important for me to provide you with the clever thought inducing content that my peers provide than it was to just blog.

But let’s face it: I’m not good at meaningful content. I’m a write about my sordid affairs and major victories type of girl.

So, we’re rebooting!

And I’m going to do what I do best. I will share with you the intimate details of my life, my triumphs and failures, enemies and friends, epic moments and most likely terrible puns. I’ll post mildly inappropriate pictures and wildly inappropriate anecdotes about my party life.

Most of all, I’ll just blog. The way it used to be, before I wanted to be famous and known. Before I started talking to Jess and decided to try and grab that fame. I’m not a famous person here.

Though I am pretty well known around campus.

For a freshman.

So here, have a picture.

This is what I’m up to these days.

I missed you x

I just realized today, when one of my 同学 took a picture of my French class that I have recorded NONE of my experiences here in college. My first semester of study is almost over – next week is finals – and I haven’t blogged. I’ve tried! This is, in fact, my 4th attempt. But every time I start, something happens. I get distracted. Or my phone dies. But I haven’t. I haven’t recorded ANY of this beautiful and crazy step into my future. So, let me.

I’ve made friends! Funny, extraordinary, beautiful, interesting people. People like the reddit club, the KCE presidency, random classmates who support my academic endeavors, ridiculously cute guys and girls and cool professors who inspire me to improve.

I’ve learned a lot. Both about what I’m studying and about myself as a person.

And about mixing drinks. I have had some awesome parties – and look forward to more.

I am beginning. And now I’m going to go speak Chinese and probably fail. :)

Ingredients:

Ground Clove
Salt
Black Pepper
Ginger Vinaigrette
Soy Sauce
Lemon Juice
Pinot Grigio ( We used Yellow Tail )
Chicken Breast
Butter

Method:

Heat a pan and coat with butter. Mix ground clove, a dash of salt and two shakes of pepper together in a small bowl. Apply this rub thinly to one side of uncooked chicken breast. Cook chicken in pan. Lightly char the side with the rub. Ensure that the chicken is thoroughly cooked to prevent dying from my blog.

Sauce:

Heat the ginger vinaigrette in a small sauce pan. Add soy sauce until it tastes too soy saucy. Add two spritzes of lemon juice. Add the Pinot Grigio until the sauce tastes tangy and not too soy saucy.

Serve:

Chicken, charred side up, with sauce covering the entire top of the chicken. Serve with plain rolls and unwanted corn. Drink the rest of the Pinot Grigio.

:D

Om nom nom! It’s a spiceful and delicious chicken dish. Very good for fall, I would think.