by the numbers

18: Number of swipes I have left (aka meals) for the rest of the quarter
25+: Number of days left in the quarter. This I am unsure about.
2: Number of meals I usually eat per day.
DILEMMA! This would be the time to run around like a chicken with its head cut off.

THUS,
3: Number of packages of Ramen I ate in the past 24 hours in a sad, sad attempt to save my swipes.
Predicted dramatic increase of Ramen consumption in the near future. If you are what you eat, I am definitely a bowl of noodles, chock full of MSG and way too much sodium. DELISH! ^_^

49: number of pennies to buy one bag of Ramen at 99 Ranch, which is why 99 Ranch is my new best friend. I love Asia and all things related to Asia (ie, CHEAP SHIT).

Side note: I bought a bag of spinach at Albertsons and had some with my Ramen and it was super satisfying. This is encouraging; I plan on purchasing several kinds of spices and other vegetables next time I am at Albertsons. And next time I am at 99 Ranch, I will probably get some super Asian meatballs. Might as well make it wholesome! Hah.

60: minutes I spent in Aldrich Park tonight chatting on the phone and (oddly) appreciating the cool November night.
3: good phone calls I had tonight, all of which made me smile like the big dork that I am.
13: number of cute bunnies I saw!

Also, Shawn. Here is your shoutout before I forget!! HEY CHUTNEY!!

13: days left till I fly home for Thanksgiving breakkk<3 style="font-weight: bold;">1: fat essay that requires my attention
80: pages of humcore reading left (Jane Austen's Persuasion. DULL!)
35: pages of bio reading left (DNA replication......even MORE DULL)
12: questions on my stupid bio worksheet that I actually have to DO now because
2: quizzes I completely forgot about and got 0's on. Eff my life.

And so, as motivation:
17: hours until it is officially the weekend for me!


OH, some people in my hall have termites in their room and I am terrified to my wits end and I can not sleep soundly at night. That is all.

Wait, I somehow wanted to mention Nate's reference to the Porn Palace in this post and give a shout out to us being terrible people (ie cancerous children), but I am really at a loss of words. Just like Michael Phelps at the Olympics, but a lot shorter, a lot more Asian, and a lot less underbite.

Okay, the lights in the study room just turned off. They are motion-activated and I am the only one in here so I had to run around and turn them on...and it was weird. I also had a weird one minute earthquake drill in my HumCore lecture today. I'm going to die in that class if we have an earthquake because I just sat on the floor and continued matching my MahJong tiles.

Now this is just dragging onnn.