"OOPS? No, Ed. Oops is falling down an elevator shaft. Oops is skinny dipping in a school of pirrahna. This was no OOPS. This was AAGGHH!"

First let me explain my morning....wait...let's start last night...hell...let's get a good look at this week....

Monday was a holiday....I worked....then stayed up LATE working on my physics homework.

Tuesday was spent sitting crouched over that same physics HW...then class...then work...then at work till 12:30pm finishing that HW with one of my bosses (I LOVE YOU SCOTT :)).

Wednesday was class/HW from 8 am until 8 pm....then home to read up on lab work for today.

This morning (Thursday) I woke up @ 6 (yes dang it, that is early) because I have Geology lab @ 8 am...which really is a crime in itself...but I woke up, let Chloe outside, and went into the bathroom to shower, make-up, hair....etc. Let me just say...at this point I knew I was tired and this week was taking its toll, but I was wholly unaware that I was in a bad mood.

Sometime in the middle of this ritual, I hear my roommate come out of his room and walk to the bathroom. He stops when he sees me in there, and I just turned and said, "Sucks to be you huh?"

WHAT?! He hadn't done ANYTHING wrong except walk in on me and my bad mood! I mumbled my apologies to his dropped jaw and shut the door for his protection.

When I was ready to head out, I went downstairs and saw that my other roommate had cleaned the living room and dining room while I slept (THANKS B)...normally a real mood lifter...but evidently not.

I got to school, got my soy Chai latte and went to lab...at which point I walked in right as he was beginning lecture and spilled my latte all over the table.

(aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaggggggggghhhh......normally that would be in caps, but I lack the energy...)

So I ran to the bathroom to get towels, cleaned it up and proceeded to test a bunch of rocks...

When it was over, I thought "Finally, a BREAK!" I had every intention of curling up in chair for half an hour (before starting my microbiology lab report) and reading something educationally worthless! Like a smut novel, or Harry Potter....

So on my way to my favorite cushy chair on campus, I stopped for another latte since I got 2 sips from the first one....and I saw this girl....

Let me first say that this girl was LARGE...I know large....she was MUCH larger than that... and she had one of those walking cast/boot things and one crutch (both of which I am also intimately acquainted)....all of these factors meant she was going SLOW....but come on, poor thing was probably in a worse mood than me!

So as I waited for her to pass so I could get to my cushy chair, these two guys in the frat boy uniform (polo shirt in some neon color, khaki shorts, and deck shoes) come up behind her and start loudly going "Damn! That girl is BIG."

And that's when it happened...I accidentally (on purpose) lost my second (HOT) latte of the day all down the front of their uniforms....

I really am not fit to be around people today....

"a) You're blocking my view. b) Which view is that? a) The one you're blocking!" -- Charade

I spent today on campus studying. Not an abnormal Sunday for me....

However, when I got the my favorite little cubby in the Union....someone was already there....so, I went to my second favorie....taken.....and so on....

So I wondered around a while and found the Meditation Room. The instructions on the door only said that the room was designated to be used for quiet reflection. Inside the room was only a rug and a small wooden rack. I had no idea what the rack was for, but I thought "Eh....I'm gonna go reflect on my Genetics Exam" and made myself comfortable on the rug.

I had been there for a few hours, amazed by how quiet and perfect this little room was! No one had come in, no one was loudly talking on a cell phone, no one was foolish enough to believe that ear buds make a difference when you have the volume turned all the way up on your iPod. I had gotten so much done, I decided to take a break and looked around. For me, the dominating feature of the room was the very large window, which from my view, perfectly framed tower. I sat there ruminating on the view and all that the tower represents when I noticed that my perfect view was marred. Right in the middle of the window was a very large glob of bird poop.

As I am trying to ignore the poop, the door to the Meditation Room opens, and in streams a group of Muslims that are looking at me with utter confusion....and I know.....

The pretty rug I am sprawled across....the rack in the corner, a perfect size for holding shoes, but that is now being used to prop up my genetics notes.....the very large window with a clear view of the Eastern sky....I am in their prayer room! I am actually disrespecting their prayer room.

I quickly gathered up my things and practically ran from the room, but as I looked back over my shoulder to make sure I hadn't left my coffee up on a picture of Muhammad or anything, I again saw the bird doo.

Let that be a lesson....things may seem absolutely perfect, but that just means you haven't noticed the shit yet!

"It's fun being the top bananna in the shock department." - Breakfast at Tiffany's

So I am sitting on my couch writing a lab report on the dominance hierarchy of house crickets....yeah I know......

I have my iTunes cranked up listening to George Strait's new CD Troubadour. (P.S. It is sooooo good!)

My roommate comes in.....(first for a glimpse into this girls mind, please read this!) and asks what I am doing....I look up and tell her I am listening to George Strait's new CD.

ARE YOU READY FOR THIS?????

Her exact words were......"Whoever that is."

WHAT?!?

I am sure I could come up with plenty of clever quips if all the oxygen had not left my brain and the world as I know it was not spinning off it's axis......