Monday, March 14, 2005
been worrying over my midterms and fussing over GRE preparations that i've forgotten i've got a blog.
been drinking too much lately; don't think its my fault too though, i've been savoring the delights of indigenous Wisconsin beer. Yes they have weird names (whoever named a beer A Spotted Cow must either have a sense of humoror are out of their minds staring at the cornfields of Northern Wisconsin, or both), and it supposedly tastes of corn, but its sibeyyyyyyyyy shiok. I might smuggle a few bottles back home, since the buggers don't ship out of Wisconsin. Perhaps the beer is the only good thing to come out of Wisconsin, admist the freaky weather lately.
You'd have temperatues above zero (Farenheit not Celsius) one weekend, and then a 6 inch accumulation the next. Even worse, you could be having pizzza at a pizza place and just before you entered the place it was nice and cool, then when you're eating your pizza outside the wind suddenly whips up and u'd have figures crazily going against the sudden snowstorm (sheesh, i dinch bring my camera). And when you're finally done, you have a 3 inch accumulation and you're cursing yourself for not wearing your boots out and now you have to crunch your way home and get your feet wet. All in the space of 30 minutes.
Come to think of it, its the same thing in summer too. It would be shimmeringly shiny at the Union in the day, with the sheer green of the midwestern foilage enveloping the place as you go about your stuff in the day. Then a tornado would come and the next morning it would be : "Eh nabey, what happen to the leaves ar, spring again mey?"
The tornado actually killed a nice old couple when the wind blew their roof off in the outskirts of Madison, and it actually sliced through downtown Madison. However, I just remembered it being a rather cool and windy night, because my ears were stuffed with my Etymotics ER-4s and I couldn't hear the howling even though I noticed leaves fluttering about in my room. I guess thats what happens when you're mugging too much. You're disconnected from life already. *shrug*
enuff about my babbling, i gotta rush off to the incredibly anal organic chem lab. cya
been drinking too much lately; don't think its my fault too though, i've been savoring the delights of indigenous Wisconsin beer. Yes they have weird names (whoever named a beer A Spotted Cow must either have a sense of humoror are out of their minds staring at the cornfields of Northern Wisconsin, or both), and it supposedly tastes of corn, but its sibeyyyyyyyyy shiok. I might smuggle a few bottles back home, since the buggers don't ship out of Wisconsin. Perhaps the beer is the only good thing to come out of Wisconsin, admist the freaky weather lately.
You'd have temperatues above zero (Farenheit not Celsius) one weekend, and then a 6 inch accumulation the next. Even worse, you could be having pizzza at a pizza place and just before you entered the place it was nice and cool, then when you're eating your pizza outside the wind suddenly whips up and u'd have figures crazily going against the sudden snowstorm (sheesh, i dinch bring my camera). And when you're finally done, you have a 3 inch accumulation and you're cursing yourself for not wearing your boots out and now you have to crunch your way home and get your feet wet. All in the space of 30 minutes.
Come to think of it, its the same thing in summer too. It would be shimmeringly shiny at the Union in the day, with the sheer green of the midwestern foilage enveloping the place as you go about your stuff in the day. Then a tornado would come and the next morning it would be : "Eh nabey, what happen to the leaves ar, spring again mey?"
The tornado actually killed a nice old couple when the wind blew their roof off in the outskirts of Madison, and it actually sliced through downtown Madison. However, I just remembered it being a rather cool and windy night, because my ears were stuffed with my Etymotics ER-4s and I couldn't hear the howling even though I noticed leaves fluttering about in my room. I guess thats what happens when you're mugging too much. You're disconnected from life already. *shrug*
enuff about my babbling, i gotta rush off to the incredibly anal organic chem lab. cya
