Barnes & Noble

Barnes & Noble is a really great place to go to the bathroom during an emergency situation.
Becaaause you just aren't even obligated to buy anything and are completely welcome to use the loo.
Thank goodness for this, otherwise my car would be a hideous wreck at this very moment.


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I need to get over myself.

BODIES

Brian took me to see Bodies the Exhibit yesterday.
WEIRD SHIT.

I went in with this most ridiculous attitude that I would be totally unaffected by the cadavers that were on display.
WRONG.
I mean honestly, how could someone really not be affected by at least one of the following:
1) Neatly severed limbs in glass boxes
2) Fetuses
3) Fetuses IN THE WOMB
4) The Bodies in general.
5) Cancerous organs

Man oh man oh man oh ohman.

I was actually a little nauseous by the end. I had seen juuuust about as much as I could handle.
It was very surprising for me that I went in with one expectation and left with something very different from that expectation.
Being an expert at single-mindedness, usually when I choose an expectation I get what I expect because that's how strong my tunnelvision is. I can't say I was pleasantly surprised, but it was a good surprise nonetheless.

I also can't say I would see the exhibit again, but that doesn't take away from the fact that it was AWESOME.


I do recommend that everyone go see Bodies (though I'm sure I'm one of the last people ever in the tri-state area anyway) unless you have any any any doubts.
Because they'll probably come true and you'll barf or cry or pass out or something else equally embarrassing.


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That Ab Crunching Machine

at the gym is phenomenal. Abs of steel, here I come!

Sculpture

Seems like something I'm not that great at, but will most likely succeed at more than in photography.
Hopefully.
If not, a horrifying semester ensues.

POSTSCRIPT

I killed the bee.
Lysol (lots of it) seems to be effective enough...if you're like me an afraid of any physical contact with insects.

It's also a shame that all of these bees keep coming in my apartment only to die or be killed. Considering they're dying out and all.

Bee..?

I got stung by a bee in my own apartment last night.
Like, what?
Getting stung by a bee is already rare, having a bee inside is rare, and then getting stung by that bee????
I took it pretty calmly, but now I have the heebeejeebies because there is another bee in my bedroom.....
On top of the 4 dead bee bodies we've seen around the entire apartment.
THIS SUCKS.
I emailed the maintenance men and ordered an exterminator come immediately, but so far: nothing. Failures.
Two of my roommates have never even been stung before, and could possibly be allergic.

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When a friend tells you something major and completely life altering about him or herself, is it nor our responsibility as FRIENDS to be there for this person completely, and support him in his time of need, no questions asked?
The answer is yes, 100% yes. But somehow there are still people out there who can't behave in this basic way. I want to understand where these people are coming from, because I've seen it happen over and over again and I still cannot understand it. Who are they, and what has happened to them to make their hearts so closed?
My personal philosophy is that we are all Brothers, and as such responsible for the welfare of one another. If we see another in need, we should always automatically do whatever is in our power to help that person. Each individual soul comprises one single Universe, so if one soul is in pain, every soul is in pain. If one soul rejoices, every soul rejoices.

What makes me the most disgusted is that I know that in some hidden way, I have hurt (and continue to hurt) these Brothers of mine. How can God love all us when we're so sick in the mind and just downright wrong?
But He does, and that's the only hope for all of us, really.