snarklyboojum: (hey...nice boobies)
You know what I've learned after three years of working at the aquarium? Reptiles really love boobs. Mine are especially appealing, apparently, as every time we take an animal out they immediately make a bee line for my lovlies. It's really kind of funny - place an angry, disgruntled 30 pound boa on my chest and within five minutes she's calm and loose as can be. Hmm. That came out a little dirtier than I was intending. Still... ;)

Hello, livejournal! It's been...one month since my last confession. Whoo. Time goes by so quickly these days, doesn't it? In that time nothing new has occurred, but I did get to do a couple cool things:
- Saw Avenue Q live with the girls in Louisville. Nothing but love for the show and the company. If given the opportunity I highly recommend seeing it, as it's twice as funny live than on cd.
- Along that note, I finally rented the Wicked soundtrack from the library, and fell madly in love. Am now seriously considering saving up the insane amount of cash to see it in January.
- Learned one of my best friends from college just bought a house, which makes me feel very old and behind the times. Add this to the number of girls from my hall already married and spawning and the weirdness continues.
- Went to the zoo for the first time in ages, where I fell in love with the hairy sumatran rhinos and the random baby peacock we saw wandering the children's zoo. Also discovered that they now have an overnight program along the same line as the aquarium, which I think I'm going to submit my resume to for a little extra cash. Oh, and I finally fed the birds there! Unfortunately the only ones I could get to land on me were the exact species of birds we have at work - I shouldn't really be surprised by that, should I? One landed quite happily on my derriere as I was trying to coax one of the more exotic parrots over and had no intention of leaving until I paid attention to it, much to the amusement of the people around me.
- Went to see WALL-E and fell madly for the little trash compactor. This movie proves once again what kind of dork I am - right before I'd read an article in National Geographic about animal cognition, where it discussed the key factors in attributing intelligence upon something, and how that relates to human development. WALL-E displayed all of them in the first five minutes of the movie, and I spent the whole time geeking out. I've heard a lot of things about this film, namely about the rather dark (but ultimately hopeful) view of the future (and if we're honest with ourselves, that's pretty much where our society is headed - sad, but true) I'd still urge everybody to go see it.
That's pretty much it, except that I finally uploaded the few good quality pictures from when Duff came to the aquarium, which I've posted below for the curious. I think the episode's gonna air sometime this month, so check your TV Guides. )
snarklyboojum: (DOOR!)
Oh, lord. Guess which one of these I went to.

I'll give you a hint: this is where I worked on-campus for almost five years.

*shudders*

The buildings were charming, in their own way. I especially liked the art building, because the students tended to randomly doodle on the walls when the boredom became too much to handle. Right before I graduated the powers that be added several new buildings, most of which fell under the "it cost how much?" category. ;)
snarklyboojum: (i am a metaphor whore)
This will probably only be funny to about four of you, most of whom I doubt actually read lj anymore, but... well... *ahem*.

;)
snarklyboojum: (fuck it. let's get pancakes.)
Oh, I am so ready for it to be this weekend. I miss my girls.

And I requested Friday, Saturday, and Sunday off awhile ago because I wasn't sure what days we'd be meeting. Through some bizarre and advantageous scheduling mishap I don't have to be back in the fish shirt until next Thursday. Couple this with my vacation time next week (mom, grandma, and I are all going to Niagra Falls on a bus, did I mention?) and I'm looking at about seven days of work in three weeks.

... I am so happy right now.

*breaks out the comfy clothes and chocolate*

*ignores crying bank account*
snarklyboojum: (fuck it. let's get pancakes.)
I swear, what is it about my physiology that makes me hit my stride at two o'clock in the morning? It's always been like that, even when I was a little girl. Well, maybe not when I was really little, as my parents set a strict bedtime for me, though I distinctly remember being more awake before I went to sleep than at any other time. Because of this I've learned to function reasonably well with about two hours sleep and a nap at some point in the afternoon, as those in my college dorm can attest to. (There was this weird couple of days where I had deadline after deadline and I didn't sleep for about a day and a half - I wound up curling into a ball on the busiest lobby couch ever, and crashing for an hour or so.)

I met up with the girls (yay!) for dinner at around eight tonight, and we stumbled to Starbucks until about midnight. They were obviously getting sleepy and a little slap-happy, whereas I was full of pep and ready to go. I'll probably be awake until at least six, and then meet up with the girls around ten for breakfast at First Watch. I am so nocturnal it's creepy.


...Yeah. There was no real point to this post other to say that I miss my girls when they aren't here and to point out how appropriate this icon continues to be and how much I adore [livejournal.com profile] innerpoise for letting me use it.
snarklyboojum: (my love for you is like a truck)
I'm in a band. Not sure how that happened, but it should be tons of fun. My official title is "classically coached kazooist", and possible some background vocal, though I haven't played kazoo since elementary school. There's a track list and everything. All this came about in around an hour over a hand of tens and two's, and no one can really play their instruments, but we can fake it with the best of 'em.

Loquacious Brown and the New-Fangled Affair )

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