Bacon Bandits

Exam week really took me away from any form of reality that wasn't a word document.

On the last day of exams, my suitemates and I found ourselves done with the last of our papers quite late in the morning.  Though we had the option of just sleeping all day until we moved out, we heard word of something that motivated us to wake up earlier than socially acceptable:

Bacon.

The dining hall was going to serve bacon, and it was worth waking up at 7:30 for it.  Eyes crusty, pants in their most pajama'd state, we strolled into the dining hall like bad-ass demi-gods who needed to feast on some human equivalent to their divine parent's meals of ambrosia and nectar.

It was a good way to break up with the dining hall after our problematic year-long relationship.  We'll probably make up again in a couple months after my summer flings with various Coney Islands get tiresome.

Neglect!

As you've probably noticed or maybe haven't, I've been neglecting my blog lately.  This is due to many reasons, including but not limited to final exams and road trips and family obligations.  Blogging for hours on end would have been impolite, inconvenient, or both.

I'll get back on it soonsiiieees.

Garter Snakes

I brake for garter snakes.

Driving up north last year, I stopped the car because a big one was basking in the middle of the road.  That part is understandable - who wants to run over a sleepy snake? That's just rude.  But I did manage to park the car and get out and follow it until it escaped into the roots of a tree.

It doesn't matter what I'm doing or where I'm at.  If I see one, I will stop whatever I'm doing and attempt to snatch it.  No matter how mature I've grown, the sight of snake plunges me into child mode where my only goal is to GIT IT!!!  Just last weekend, as I get out of the car in my Easter-Sunday Best, I noticed a slithering motion in the patch of grass next to where we parked.  I was on the ground before I even realized what it was.

These occasions of snake sighting are usually few and far between, but I have seen two in the past week!  While most superstitious people would find this as a bad omen, to me, this is the best of luck! I have less than five days until summer break and the past few weekends have been gorgeous and I've been blessed by the presence of some rather adorable sneaky-snakes.  

This summer's gonna be good.  I can feel it in the air when I flick out my lil forked tongue.