SOLAR CELLS ARE BRINGING SEXY BACK!

A very brief overview of the past few months done in Opencanvas. Things included are:

1) My excitement at returning to my previous summer job
2) My first experience at a Jehovah's Witness's wedding (no offense ment)
3) Winning a greased pig catching contest
4) Mom having heart trouble again
5) Me getting my first, though rather unwanted, kiss
6) Reading The Deathly Hallows and crying like a wee babe




I'm rather dreading returning to college. Hopefully my networking skills will have appeared.

At the village we were soaking corn so that we could use them as beads for corn necklaces. Some of the corn got soaked and then left out for about two days, when we went to use them we found out that rather than being mouldy, they had sprouted!

SO NOW I AM GROWING CORNLINGS. IN LATE AUGUST.

Perhaps this wouldn't present issue if I were in South America but I live in Virginia, so...they're probably going to die. But I'm going to try and save them, I figure if I plant them in a garbage can full of dirt they may make it. I'm not really hoping for corn (since I seem to have bad corn karma) but I can't stand to give up on them and just let them die in the mountain weather, so I'll be taking them to college with me.

And does anybody have any advice on keeping plants in aquariums? (Besides "keep it moist".) I've tried it before with plants from outside that like shade and moisture (moss, etc) and didn't really have any success. I didn't do well last year with the lack of greenery in the city so I'm stocking up on potted plants for my room at college. (Except this damn cactus that somebody gave me, I'm leaving that at home. Dad can remember to water it once in awhile.)
I stopped by the library today to get some movies (Little Miss Sunshine, Man of the Year, and My Super Ex-Girlfriend, don't watch the last one, it sucked pretty bad.) and I stopped and had a talk with the mom of one of my high-school friends. (She works at the library.) We had an interesting converstion about 4-H Club and she printed me off some information that has to do with their programs that allow you to visit other countries and stay with families. I very much want to do this since it will probably be my only chance to leave the United States. I regret that I still have this year of college to go and then next summer will be work and then I'll still have atleast one more semester of college if not a whole year.

I talked to a lady that says I have a high enough GPA to get into the honors program at VCU. I really need to call and talk to somebody about that but I am reeeeallly tired right now.


I SLEEP NOW.

So today after being at work only for a short while, a man from VDOT (Virginia Department of Transportation) shows up.

"I've got a beaver." he says. My eyes widen with delight and we three docents run out to his truck, fringe flapping wildly. In the bed of the truck a mountain of brown rests on flattened cardboard boxes. We chatter excitedly and high five each other, giggeling and making other girly noises. This thoroughly confuses the VDOT man. After a bit of prodding at the unfortunate dead beaver we haul it off the truck (all thirty or so pounds) and then start to question its gender. Female is what goes down on the form but none of us being an expert at beaver anatomy (Hey, stop laughing.) we have no real idea. We then transport it to the village, via a garbage bag, and procede to skin it.

Okay, random bit of writing up there to tell about how the morning of my last day of work at Wolf Creek went. Then we had ice cream cake! :D   (PS: Please don't think I'm a crazy bitch for skinning animals, its part of my job and it was already dead, if VDOT brought it in that means it was hit by a car. What the hell were you doing on the road beaver!!!??!)

Tomorrow I move into a dorm room! Crap!

(PPS: My cornlings got knocked upside down while I was at work today and some of them got mangled. GOD, WHY DON'T YOU WANT ME TO HAVE CORN?!)

Magical light up pear lights.

(From http://www.treehugger.com/files/2007/08/leds_grow_on_tr_1.php )