dry rub

it's crunch time yet again. i didn't think i'd be worrying about finals on another fall semester but it has come to an end and i must force myself to muster up the motivation to write, hopefully, one of my last academic papers EVER! i really pulled a doozie this weekend. i could have been writing on my career counseling proposal that i've been dreading all semester but instead i spent all day yesterday trying to write a 6 page paper for the easiest class i've ever taken in grad school, chemical dependency, that should have only taken me a couple hours. because of my undiagnosed obsessive compulsive tendencies, i spent all day researching for a paper about schizophrenia and substance abuse, a subject which i happen to some things about and have written other paper on in the past but because of my overactive conscience, i would not allow myself to plaigarize myself and spent all day lethargically looking up new journals in order to use for this thing thinking that this paper was due today. but i find out in class that it's actually not due until next week so i wasted pretty much a whole weekend not working on my career counseling proposal that's due wednesday. cool huh. but i had a good time wasting time yesterday in the grad lab. my friend sara and i did a good job of entertaining ourselves while sort of pretending like we were trying to get work done. we have the same silly tendencies and a another lady in the grad lab who was actually working was trying to get our attention as sara was trying out a new dance move in her chair as i was evaluating it and sort of trying not to laugh too loud but not really succeeding. this nice lady was trying to get our attention and she politely waited for us to stop our shennannigan's before asking us to watch her bag while she stepped out for a minute. it's like she felt bad interrupting our juvenile behavior. these are the kinds of things that make me wonder how the hell i made it this far....

my career counseling professor, the same one who farted, had an "interesting" story to tell us in class last week. he said some random girl from memphis was looking up career centers and she came across FSU's and got his number and gave him a call. he ended up giving her some links to some other career sources and as a favor she sends him a big box of ribs from corky's bar be cue in memphis. which i opened my big mouth and piped up and told him i had eaten there as well. which i had because of when i lived in mississippi, we'd go to memphis to get out of hell for a while. anywho, he starts engaging me in this conversation about the ribs and he ends up asking me and i quote "are you a dry or wet rub kind of girl" referring to the ribs. i immediately said neither, that i like beef. then he goes on to say, oh are you from texas? they like their brisket down there. all i could do was nod yes at that point. the rest of the conversation just kind of trailed off. all i could hear was from then on was "dry or wet rub." and apparently that's all that my classmates could think of to say after class to me as well.

i also think that this is probably the funniest video i have ever seen.