unleaded.

I’m tired of unleaded. Unleaded gas, unleaded soda, unleaded sugar, unleaded sausage, you name it.

Of course, I’m only bothered by the gas ‘cause it’s expensive. The rest are because their fake—engineered.

I mean, don’t get me wrong, I AM a freaking engineer. But I sometimes have issues with these engineered things. Not as much as the issues I have with people who only eat free range chickens or no-fat-no-sodium-no-carb-no-calorie-no-chemicals-no-taste food, but still issues. I just prefer the type of engineering that goes into things like this.

Also, I wish it would snow in RTP. And I wish I could figure out what I want to do about grad school. And I hope I get the KayDee scholarship from nationals (though that’s highly, highly unlikely—I’ve already gotten that super neato Corre Anding Stegall National Leadership Award from them, I’m not so certain I’ll get much else). Oh, and I hope this horrid rental car I’m driving doesn’t cause me to get in any wrecks. That too.

I have a friend from Kentucky, and I noticed something—when you are going to go to the place that sells food (like Albertson’s, for instance), do you say you’re going to a) the grocery, b) the grocery store or c) the store? I’m wondering if it’s another location thing. Hmm. I've already learned new words for vomiting and getting drunk and I'm not sure what else (these "southerners" are changing the way I speak--yikes!) so maybe this is just another one of those things...

also, this firefox thing is picky. it won't do the correct font on my blog. hmm. I had to use internet explorer in order for it to work properly. hmm hmm hmm.