I totally forgot about this until I went to the bathroom and I remembered it...

Last night. Crap. Something really odd was happening over at the next closest building to ours. At first I thought the damn place was on fire [by no fault of my own] because it looked like smoke was billowing out of the roof. But, as I realized that it wasn't on fire, I became more and more confused as to just what the HELL was going on! For some reason, I guess it was steam, was shooting out of a vent thing on the roof. Now, this wouldn't be such a problem if the process didn't have to have a god-awful sound to accompany it. It sounded like a damn choo-choo train was right outside my freaking window... As I snickered at the idea of having a choo-choo train outside my window, I became more angered at the fact that there wasn't a choo-choo train outside my window.
This madness continued for hours, I fell asleep before it ended. It was later than 1:30 A.M. when I went to bed, and I had to get my discman and the precious tunes of The Bogmen to lull me to sleep...


Slapped up here on 2/28/2002 10:42:00 PM by: Me, Suzy...

I am quite violently agitated. Although, I did purchase my Tenacious D tickets today, so that's good! But, the concert is still 2 months away, that's bad. However, the concert allows me to miss school, that's good! And, missing school means dire consequences, that's bad... And, 3 tickets cost me $100.50, that's... not insurrmountable, but bad.

So, this is what I spend my time doing when I'm not pulling my hair out and repressing my urge to set fire to the buildings... This is what I think about physics:

I hate everything about physics except for Xavier, the physics tutor, who shares our disapproval for the professor and his shitty ways.



Slapped up here on 2/28/2002 03:35:00 PM by: Me, Suzy...

I didn't write this, but I just always thought it was really funny:

"So yesterday I'm walking over to 7-Eleven to get my late-afternoon suger rush when a truck passing me on the street hits a bump -- and a small girl comes flying out the back. She lands on the street, and the cars following the truck slow down and stop and wait for her to get out of their way. I run over and gingerly move her over to the side of the road right as one of the guys riding in the front of the truck she fell out of comes trotting back to retrieve her. He smiles and thanks me.

The moral? Stories are a lot more dramatic when you use the words "small girl" in place of "lawn mower.""



Slapped up here on 2/26/2002 05:24:00 PM by: Me, Suzy...

There's a "floor meeting" right now... I'm ditching it! Hahaha! Suckers! Now, I'm like the cool kids that don't go to the meetings! Score!

This is a sunset shot taken from the window of my friend's room. It seems that the hilltop dorms have a better view than us ghetto halls... We see the cafeteria or the road, depending on the side of building -- all the while, they have foliage and trees, honest to God, TREES!


We just watched Monsters Inc. on a series of 2 burned VCDs [in a DVD player]. The quality wasn't that of a DVD or a regular video, but hey, it was free! Highly frowned upon -- but free!



Slapped up here on 2/25/2002 09:10:00 PM by: Me, Suzy...

It's freakin' 15 degrees outside, and I feel like strangling someone right now...
Living by my words that randomness is key:


Is this a picture of a partial ocular albino? Or, just me jocking around with a flashlight...?


When I wear my Reel Big Fish sweatshirt, this is what I see when I look down:





Slapped up here on 2/24/2002 11:12:00 PM by: Me, Suzy...

Friday Night:
1. A whole bunch of goofy doggies. But, none as good as my own.
2. Enough mexican food to make you puke, served up [in record time, I might add] by Oscar, the authentic Mexican.
3. After dinner Daily Grind coffee, and a few rounds of Connect Four! I kicked their sorry asses!
4. Mardi Gras Carnivale: Toilet go-cart racing [I lost, miserably], bungee cord "racing" (?) [I lost, again], and lastly, sumo wrestling [this time, I arose victorious!].

And, can you believe it? No pictures!? I left my trusty camera in the car... And I know you really wanted to see me in the sumo suit but... So sorry, Sassy. Oh well, maybe next time.


Slapped up here on 2/22/2002 11:24:00 PM by: Me, Suzy...

I've noticed that this has become somewhat more of a picture based weblog. I think that my love for the written word has been stunted by the excitement of the digital camera. But, I think my obsessions with weird words is budding again. Pretty soon, the pictures will be accompanied with more witty captions... but for now:


Is this too much ketchup? Nope, I'm afraid it's just the right amount of catsup...


Jax, with a mouthful. This dog kicks ass.


Slapped up here on 2/21/2002 06:54:00 PM by: Me, Suzy...

There are some things you'd only like to experience once in a lifetime. Unfortunately, they may happen twice in the span of a week. A twisted saga of highs and lows. A deep sea of despair associated with a busted ego balloon. Then, there's the ego boosting confidence builder of, " ha-ha-ha-haaa-ha, I did better than yoooou did!"
Anyway... I sent an email to my Genetics professor explaining my greivance:

"Dr. Thorgaard --

Being very disappointed, but not shocked, by the outcome of the first MBIOS 301 exam I feel it is my duty as a student to complain and whine, BUT also offer advice that might help you to help us for the rest of the course:

Opinion #1: Having 7 different choices for multiple choice questions to begin with is totally unheard of. And, having 4 of those different choices be combinations of answers??? On exams, multiple choice questions like these do not only cause deception, paranoia, and grief, they are also very unfair. A student can know that one letter answer is correct, but not another and lose ALL credit when actually only HALF of their answer was wrong!

Opinion the second: Please stop lecturing as if you are reading from the book. I bring my book to class and I see that you lecture basically right out of the book. If I wanted to read the book I would, I could. But, I don't go to class to have the book read to me. I come to class to gain some insight on how to do problems that may arise, um, I don't know... on an EXAM maybe? Do some actual examples, maybe elaborate on the book examples, don't paraphrase. Use your experience and vast knowledge on the subject to simplify the material. Inform us of important points [important enough to be seen on an exam???]. Provide information on how to complete homework problems. These are the things you test us on, and these are also the things that you do not emphasize in class...

Third opinion: I feel that my performance on the exam does not in any way reflect what I have learned in the class so far. To me, this suggests not only a miscommunication between you and the class, but also a big discrepancy with what the exam asked of us.

I am quite angered, as are some of my fellow classmates, that we scored so low on this exam. I hope that, as a whole, we can improve for the remainder of the class.

Signed with mild animosity by a highly discouraged student."

Hope you don't ever have to send such a letter to a sub-par professor...

Slapped up here on 2/21/2002 03:46:00 PM by: Me, Suzy...

You know all is right with the world when you can snap a shot like this:


Today, I was obsessed with my keys...






Slapped up here on 2/19/2002 05:53:00 PM by: Me, Suzy...

Do you know this person?

First of all, only my grandma still thinks I have another 'S' in my first name. And, never in my 19 years of walking around on this earth has ANYBODY put an 'A' in front of my last name. Unadulterated madness!


Slapped up here on 2/18/2002 02:59:00 PM by: Me, Suzy...

I'm in love with my camera -- as you could probably tell with the sudden onslaught of images you've experienced...
And here's another - a pretty pretty flower.


Slapped up here on 2/17/2002 06:51:00 PM by: Me, Suzy...

WARNING: high levels of extreme cuteness is about to be viewed by you...
Here is my sweet little australian shepherd, Daisy, as a puppy... approx. 4 months old.



If you don't go, "awww, how cute!" this is what I say to you:








Slapped up here on 2/15/2002 06:54:00 PM by: Me, Suzy...

Sometimes, when I get bored, I like to fill my eyelids with air. Or, I make faces at myself:


*You know something is horribly wrong with the test when a 48% can be a C... but, it worked out good for me!




Slapped up here on 2/14/2002 06:11:00 PM by: Me, Suzy...

What's that? You want to see more pictures of Pullman? Well, okay!

Here's a Pullman sunset.
Here's a Buffalo. I like the phone jack by his feet.
Here's a Ram... Studly.
Now comes the glorious world that is the 12th floor of the Webster Physical Science building...
The fabulous 70's decor. Check out that Lamp... The lamp shade is fuzzy, and totally classy.
This is the guy worthy enough to be our favorite guy! Guy Worthey!
His actual name IS Guy Worthey...
And, here is some of the "tree ice" that become plentiful around here come winter time.
And here's a few pieces of evidence that confirm I'm bored half the time. #1 #2

So, there you go. They aren't what WSU would choose to focus on, but to me they are the important parts.


Slapped up here on 2/12/2002 11:08:00 PM by: Me, Suzy...

This is the ugly plastic couch in the women's bathroom on the 4th floor of the Fulmer chemistry building.
We got kicked out of a classroom we were working in and when we had to find another place to finish our chem labs we remembered that there was a couch in the bathroom! So we went! Skipping to my loo, all the way to the loo!
After we sat down, we thought it was kind of odd that the couch had a plastic covering. Then we realized that it IS in a bathroom... The thought that the couch possibly could have been urinated on made me sick. Then I took a picture.


Slapped up here on 2/12/2002 06:21:00 PM by: Me, Suzy...

Physics Chatter:
Referring to professor: "God! He's such a freakin' -- [reaches over to bag] -- what do I have in here that's big and sharp? I need to throw something!"


Slapped up here on 2/11/2002 05:24:00 PM by: Me, Suzy...

Our soon-to-be HOUSE!!!!!!!!!!!! We're so giddy with anticipation and excitment that it disgusts me...
We basically signed the lease today. We just need to sign our checks, cross our t's, dot our lower case j's, send those puppies in, and then we're in next May the 22nd.

Mother of Crap! I can't wait.




Slapped up here on 2/11/2002 05:21:00 PM by: Me, Suzy...

I always feel a sense of, "no shit?" whenever I overhear someone say something that I thought only I did. Like when after hearing a weird phrase or joining of words, you turn to someone and say, "That'd be a good name for a band...", or, "That's your new nick-name..."
Examples?
-- Phucked by an Elephant
-- Guy Worthey [all girl band]
-- anything with "fan[s]" involved...
* Homer Fan[s]
* Oscillating fan fan[s]
* Fan[s] of Howard

I can't think of any others right now.


Slapped up here on 2/10/2002 11:43:00 AM by: Me, Suzy...

All I want to do this saturday is kick back and eat some birthday cake. Not necessarily because it's anyone's birthday, just because birthday cake sounds really good right now. Preferably a white Costco cake with buttercream filling. Maybe it'll have an ugly ass clown, or a gay-pride rainbow scribbled in frosting on the top. Either way, it spells "gooooood eatin'"!

Maybe I'll convince some people it's my birthday so we can have cake. Or, we'll just celebrate a "birthday", it's gotta be someone's birthday somewhere in the world, right?



Slapped up here on 2/09/2002 01:54:00 PM by: Me, Suzy...

We've made a pact. A pact that at the end of the semester we're having a bonfire. A BIG bonfire and we're tossing in our physics books... See you in hell physics book...


Slapped up here on 2/07/2002 09:15:00 PM by: Me, Suzy...

I just got word that the illustrious Carrot Top is going to be performing at Beasley Coliseum on Feb. 15th. I don't know whether to start vomitting uncontrollably, or go buy tickets. Because really, when am I ever going have another chance to see Carrot Top? But, as I continue to think about it, Carrot Top is one of the most annoying damn people on earth...

I think I'd rather pay the god-awful amount of $22.50 to have the chance to cold-cock that little rat right in his big mouthed face.


Slapped up here on 2/06/2002 11:39:00 AM by: Me, Suzy...

Being the sniveling snot-nosed punk that I am, I originally was going to post a complaint about my life. But, instead of talking about how my life was one big chemistry lab, and that I'd like to scoop out my eyes with melon ballers and fill the empty pits of despair with assorted fruit snacks and jolly ranchers, that physics is one big, never ending, crap-fest with a guy that won't juggle fire for us, and how the genetics prof makes just about as much sense as a crack-head pirate-smoker high on life and spreading the word, I'll choose to comment on the fact that i'm going to have dinner at 4:37 today. Because I can.


Slapped up here on 2/05/2002 04:29:00 PM by: Me, Suzy...

Okay everyone, turn up your volumes - seriously - click on: http://www.polysonic.net/happy.html
And I cannot stress this enough, turn up your volume...


Slapped up here on 2/04/2002 11:23:00 PM by: Me, Suzy...

People who know me know that I have an obsession with Tenacious D. I've known about these rock gods for about year now, and yes, I have grown quite fond of them. How can you not love these guys?


Anyway, I've always thought it to be weird when you've known about something for a while (you may become "obsessed") and then all of a sudden it becomes really popular to people who know nothing about it. That's happening with Tenacious D. They come out with a full length album and now they're #1 on Seattle's 107.7 the end people's choice countdown with their song "Tribute" (which is the first song Jables and Kage ever wrote). 3 months ago, nobody had heard of them, and now everybody likes them? I'm glad that people like them but, I kind of liked it better when only I liked them... Because now, I have all this competition of who likes the D more.

Also, there's a band called Dashboard Confessional. I've known about them for about a year also. They're #3 on the countdown with a song that I've been listening to for a year! It just makes me really mad in some weird way.


Slapped up here on 2/04/2002 01:31:00 PM by: Me, Suzy...

When you wake up in the morning with a horrible pain in your shoulder just remember: A human was not meant to lick his/her own elbow.


Slapped up here on 2/02/2002 01:15:00 AM by: Me, Suzy...

I got this mysterious email the other day. This is it, in it's entirety:

"You were chosen to receive this introductory email. A major film entertainment company is casting for extras in the Washington State University area for an upcoming film. We will need to have your submission within the next fifteen (15) days for consideration. We need females aged 18-28 for extras non-speaking parts. Should you be chosen for our shoot you would receive $65 minimum for appearance fees plus time over one hour. Should you wish to be considered please respond with the following REQUIRED items:

Full name, School phone (and alternative phone if available, and photo (jpg or gif format).

Clif Spencer
Associate Casting director
Casting Solutions, Inc."

From the beginning I was skeptical. Why didn't the sender say what major film company, or who was going to be in the film, so as to entice people to reply? Hmmm... I spent a few minutes searching Google for all the combinations of words associated with this clown and got no match...
Another weird thing was the list of recipients that got the email - all of them ended with @wsu.edu. So, this means that the sender got the emails from the email directory associated with our school. I wondered what was the senders motive for selecting these 18 addresses... Then, I recognized one of the emails. It belonged to another "Suzanne" that lived on my floor last year. It popped into my head that I should search the directory on the WSU website for "Suzanne"s. The list that came up had exactly 18 email address associated with several Suzannes - these 18 emails were identical to the 18 emails in the recipient list. The fucker sent this seeminly bogus email to all the Suzannes at WSU that had an email on file... I find this really odd. Even if the movie is legitimate [which I think it's NOT], I woudn't want to be associated with such tom-foolery. Sucks to their movie!






Slapped up here on 2/01/2002 12:19:00 PM by: Me, Suzy...