Boom-de-ah-da, boom-de-ah-da, I love my life

Then again, I'd taken ANOTHER one before, which took me to a page that made it appear that I would need to pay before I could see the score, but checking my e-mail, it appears that I have an IQ of 130, according to iqtest.com.

Is it just me, or am I particularly sad that I'm taking these things? ^^;


Also, I returned to McD's after two or so months of hiatus for summer school and they had Madame Alexander Wizard of Oz dolls for girl children! The wicked witch looked so awesome, I snuck three out (moi, snahjerblah, darkestnight12). After some extensive digging through many Tin Man and The Lion dolls, I found ONE Wizard of Oz. Wasn't he supposed to be a wizened old man? The doll bearing his label was the most adorable looking blond boy with a top hat, a cape, and painted on, fair, curling hair that I have since dubbed "Draco Malfoy". Boy children get plastic Lego characters from Batman. The theme was awesome; the products I saw--not so much.

It was great, snahjerblah came by at around 7 or 8 to pick up the doll and then vamoosed back to her boyfriend's place. XD

It's been more than a month since I've posted anything of note, so I shall list some recent culinary, if ice cream can be considered such, discoveries. Through the pint-sized tastiness of Ben & Jerry's, I have learned that my taste buds adore not only the Rocky Road, Spumoni, and green tea flavors, but also Dublin Mudslide, pistachio, and peach flavored ice cream. It's a pity that the only peach-flavored ice cream comes with chunks of what B&J calls cinnamon pie crusts. No other brand offers peach, sadly.

Also, I am looking forward to summer school this season. No more English classes, of which I am beginning to detest, but my first foray into my second major, graphic design! Instead of textbooks, I will be spending money on art supplies--be still, my heart!

Stuck in Davis, with an adult community of mostly Caucasian people, I am craving a large serving of quality chow mein. Incredibly enough, the equivalent here consists of a thinner, udon-like noodle. Bleh, I say.

On a less self-centered topic, Van visited yesterday! It was great to catch up with each other and afterwards, we hung out a little bit more over several games of pool (aka snooker) at which I was the most miserable player and ended up the partner of the strongest player, my roommate's boyfriend's roommate. Tongue/mind-twister, eh?

My little sister got accepted into college and my family heaved a relieved sigh. She seems very flippant about the whole thing, however, and I don't think all our worries are gone yet.

Continuing this news bulletin, I truly truly desire to quite my job at McD's. Most the kinder, softer managers are quiting, due to being even more sick of working with the grease than I, and the only ones left either 1.)speak little Spanish, or 2.)take great joy in making non-managers do needless chores, such as restocking when restocking is not yet necessary. Unfortunately for me, the only jobs available on campus are lab techs, research aids that require more skill and time than I have, or tutoring. The latter may be within my reach, but I doubt my shamefully low G.P.A. would work in my favor.

Tom and Jerry anthropomorphied (is that even a word? XD)! One of my major kinks is love/hate relationships, so the classic cat versus mouse stereotype is right up my alley. Picture this, Tom and Jerry have been next-door neighbors since the dawn of time and have been enemies for about just as long. Tom's born of a privileged family while Jerry's not even upper middle class. Tom's a methodical person with set ways and Jerry's erratic thinking and sense of humor irritates him. Jerry, born in a large but happy family does not understand how Tom can be so satisfied with what he sees as an unfulfilling life. The story starts with the boys first year in college, in majors that are polar opposites of each other. Tom's slated for biochemical engineering and one of a legacy while Jerry's a fine arts and English double major and the first in his family to attend college. Tom's already in a frat (which means some research on my part since I've no clue about how frats or sororities work) but Jerry's stuck with his crowded dorm. Both boys are popular in their respective ways, but Tom, like the cat he's based on, is more aloof. I'm sure this is not even borderline Harlequin cliche, but it all fits so perfectly and it's slashed!

Like all great love/hate relationships something drastic has to happen for the boys to see each other as potential love interests. I'm thinking about the typical family emergency/death, holiday blues, tutoring, or just locking the boys up together in a deserted lab.

On a wholly different topic, I know one of my managers at McD's dislikes me, at worst, or thinks I'm some sort of clumsy buffoon at best. Whenever I'm not doing anything, she sends me on extraneous chores while the other two workers get to hang around talking with her. In Spanish. It feels like she's playing favorites and I've never felt like such an inadequate person with any of the other managers. I do know what I'm doing since I have been working at McD's for almost half a year! She's always telling me what to do, even when I'm already starting it or am obviously in the middle of working on something else. For example, I'm cleaning trays and she tells me to restock. If she'd let me finish, I would've done it without any reminding needed! Also, whenever I'm in the back fetching more supplies for the front and a customer shows up, rather than just handling them herself, she calls for me, even when it's apparent that she has nothing to do!

One of the other, kinder managers have quite since he plans to restart school after Christmas break, but he's the one who usually manages the single weekend morning shift I do when school's in session. I'm praying that W's not the one who'll replace him. N's cool, but he does Saturdays while I usually do Sundays. I'm hoping for C, at least, for even though she likes to keep me busy too, she's loads nicer about it. Yesterday, I fell into a sort of blue funk after W made me feel more insufficient than I already did. I sleep four hours right after work, woke for about another five hours, and then slept for another 5 hours. This morning, I still felt tired.

Moving onto another topic, (yes, this post makes up for the previous two days) remember that little writing request I put up last month? Maybe not, since it was so long ago, but lilian_cho and darkestnight12 voted for #2 and I've handwritten a few pages! I'll need to type it up and reviser it, but there's progress!

I'm working every day this week except Tuesday, and already my feet are sore. It's a terrible irony that I wake at noon for school and 6:30 am for work. XD

Today, a man ordered 120 double cheeseburgers and 50 small fries. Apparently, he had 60 men working on a project near our location. It took us almost an hour to get all the food out! Plus, it was way busier than usual.

I do not look forward to the rest of this week despite the meager money I'll make. My hair's all icky and it's so cold in the morning!

Argh, argh, argh; what was I thinking?

Oh, yeah. Money. XDDD