initiative... I do not have it.

Stacey joins me as I blog this lovely evening. (with ice cream cake, which makes everything that much better, and hot water and lemon, but not mixed together)
We just came from the AFC and along road home, we passed the University of Virginia Hospital. On top of a wall or something there is a slide show constantly running. It says things like

persisitence
beyond measure

and then

collaboration
beyond measure

we don't know what that means.
One said

initiative
beyond measure

Stacey read it, "initiative, I do not have it".

edgy

I recently arrived from quite an evening consisting of Apples to Apples, MadGab, a very protective dog, Hi-C, and a police report. Texas Anna and Hannah (not from TX but still cool) just ran out to play in the beautiful snow!
Ellen and I, Virginia residents, are only hoping that the snow will cancel classes/clinical. She is the source of my bloggery tonight.
"The button on my pants fell off", I told her. "I think I've had them for too long, But actually, I kind of like it". She nailed why, "it's edgy", she replied with a knowing smile.

edginess.
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schfiftyfive

This song has been in my head all morning as I sit at home with a cold:



Thank you to Esther Lee who first introduced me to this life-changing piece of art.

Should i go to the job fair and sneeze on potential employers? Would that just be doing myself a disservice?

L-slice.

When you put a teapot on to boil, it makes these loud noises at the beginning, and then, just before it starts to boil, it gets quieter. I think it's like the calm before the storm.

Ellen and I both like to drink tea (and water and wine and cappuccinos). We always use the tea kettle, never the microwave. Even when we had a plastic water heater, we used the stove. (But that's another story...)
L-slice. We live together, so clearly her love for Camembert rubbed off on me, my love for organic rubbed off on her, and our love for God and each other is mutually encouraged. ( I don't think that's proper English).
Maybe the boiling point of our friendship was last summer...

I <3>

Doe, a deer

Venison is so yummy. I got to finish off Ellen's leftover Venison Chili for lunch. mmmmm

Tonight (Tuesday) I scraped the ice off of my windshield with my elbow so that I could drive to watch a movie at Julia's movie theater. She told me about how she shot and skinned a deer. Julia said that I was not in the majority in my exuberant reaction to her doe-skinning tale. Of course I was impressed, and wanted to know just how she did it, with what tools, and did she eat fresh meat? [I will spare my nauseous readers, but you can ask her for details]

And a then we watched The Queen, where the Queen comments on how beautiful a 14 point buck is, and she hopes it didn't suffer when it died. So the Queen is pretty much an animal rights activist.

But I still think we should be eating more venison . Why bemoan the fact that deer are overpopulated and cause many accidents while we farm raise chickens and cows in horrible conditions just to eat their under nourishing antibiotic-filled, hormone-injected meat?

word verification

you know those funky letter pictures that are on secure websites- you have to identify the letters to prove that you are a human?
How do they get there in the first place? Are they randomly generated by a non-human? That's a strange thought- a machine figuring out if a user is not a machine. freaky.
Well, today I got UNBURPRA. It sounds like an umbrella but no, more like an un-burping condition. That would be a pretty neat skill. I think burping can definitely get you in trouble.

song of the day

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