So, just in case anyone is sitting there thinking, "Gosh, Rachel hasn't posted much of anything recently.  I wonder if her mind has been taken over by aliens (caffinated or otherwise)?"  I've been doing a combo of be at work by 7am and doing school work.  But one of the things I'm doing for school is a blog about Intellectual Freedom for my class on well, Intellectual Freedom.  It is over at rachel_in_if  here in LJ land, if anyone is interested in my less dog and/or Glee focused ramblings.

I was going to put up a post that said "She who hesitates walks the dogs in the rain."  But since we got back about a minute ago and the sky is now blue, I'm going to have to upgrade that to "She who angers the rain gods walks the dogs in the rain."

Seriously? How is there a movie with David Tennant and Johnny Depp and I didn't know?

I tried to explain my Doctor Who watching, or non-watching today about how I wanted to really enjoy them so I was waiting for the rest of the specials and to not have homework or other crisis on my mind. That I was savoring them. This explanation ended with the sentence, "And yes, I know I just compared David Tennant to a tasty yummy treat."

"Has your soul been taken over by caffeinated space aliens?"
-Glee

If only today's horoscope had said "You will be spending a not insignificant portion of the day out in the wind and the cold and probably should change out of that skirt."

A cat a rest will remain at rest until a camera is introduced to the environment.

"He was such a unique character on the show that a lot of people remembered him. I don't think you can end up on national TV, make a spectacle of yourself and not end up getting caught for three bank robberies."

Det. Jeff Donaca of the Eugene Police after a bank robber went on the show the Deadliest Catch and was id.

Inidgo Montoya just tried to steal the Tardis!

Three things that made me happy today:
1. One of the drivers at work came in and announced "I don't know what lunch was, but it smells scrupdillious!"
2. Stephen Colbert on the cover of Sports Illustrated
3. I came home from work late tonight to find everyone else asleep and the dogs sitting on the couch apparently watching a Christmas special on tv.

"We must avoid any tendency to stray into arrogance, elitism, isolation or nihlism."

(principles of journalism)

So... does anyone on my friends list want to go to a Rooney concert with me tomorrow night? it's at 8 at the Hawthorne Theater. It'll be fun and have nothing to do with either Christmas or classes...

Nanowrimo is terribly tiring, isn't it?

"Hi! It's so great to meet you! My name is Sir Sniffs-A-Lot, and this is my bestest buddy Walks in Circles. We're the Butthead Brothers!"

When did dog walking become an extreme sport?

The couple on the train in front of me tonight were either drunk or just dumb, maybe both.
The guy on the phone who announced loudly "Just because I showed up with a wad of cash in my pocket it don't mean I was set on seduction!" needs to either stay very far away or finish the story.

I want a no talking car.

I sat down to write up a report at work today that is, depending on how you count either a month late of about a year and a half late.  I had some notes that I had written down earlier outlining what I wanted to say.  I had to recheck some things that I had written down, but for the most part they were nice and useful.

But at the bottom of the page I had written:

"Culture= Windmills"

Uhmm..... What?

To this evening's eyerolling patron:  There are many things in the library that I can find for you using nothing but the powers of my mind and memory.  There are many things that I can't.  I suppose I could have explained to you why I couldn't tell you were the typewriter guides in Chinese are at the branch we were in, because they aren't there.  I suppose I could have explained why they have never been there, but that would have taken more than the 4 minutes that the library was still open.  So I sent you to the reference desk instead.  Just be greatful I didn't answer with "Beijing in 1950." 

Ta.

I went to a high school reunion like thing today and spent time listening about people I only sort of remember.  I was ambivalent at best, while this was my graduating class, I spent sophomore year sick and the junior and senior years at the alternative school.  I went thinking that my life was boring, and left thinking that having never been a fugitive, put on suicide watch in jail or stabbed to death by my spouse that I was actually doing fairly well.  Everybody is a work in progress, as Treycat recently mentioned.  My life has gone or in some cases not gone where I thought it would, but whose does?  It was nice to see the couple of people I did know and remember that despite the time they were my friends for a reason.