Jessica C.

Robot Jessica

I had a massive copy project to complete on Friday afternoon. A foot-tall pile of documents, every ten pages or so paperclipped or stapled. I decided that the best way to get it done was to pretend to be a robot!

Robot Jessica was SO much more efficient then Human Jessica would have been. Robot Jessica was programmed only for making copies, so she was very expeditious. No moment was wasted. She didn’t have to take breaks to attend to human needslike going to the bathroom or buying a tuna fish sandwich at the deli downstairs (although Robot Jessica did eat a few circus animal cookies, BUT only when she could do it without compromising her efficiency. Even robots need fuel). The only problem occurred when her robot partner, the copy machine, decided to jam. Then Human Jessica had to use her human brain to figure out where the heck the jam was, but it all worked out in the end.

Robot Jessica completed the project in one hour and fifteen minutes. As a result, Human Jessica got to go home two hours early!

Playing pretend is vastly underrated.

Degrassi: The Next Generation

There have been a lot of mentions of D:TNG lately and I just want to say: I LOVE THAT SHOW! Catherine, Kay and I spent last winter catching up on seasons via Netflix (which has yielded a lot of angsty teen dramas landing in my “Movies You’ll Love” section). We’re probably still two seasons behind. It’s tough to catch it on The N, especially when you don’t have cable.

Anyway, we all have Degrassi boyfriends! Mine was Spinner, but then he got that terrible terrible haircut in Season 3, so I dumped him for Sean (Oooo, nice picture, huh? I came across pictures of him from Season 6 and his hair is looking pretty gross now, too. I might have to dump him). Catherine’s is Craig, because she’s a bitch. Kay’s is Jimmy.

If you want one, you can have Toby. HA!

EDIT: I now feel creepy for saying “nice picture” since Sean is clearly a preteen boy there. Hopefully no one really thinks I’m a child molester. You’d understand if you watched D:TNG.

Sunday:

Laundry: Done.

Bedroom: Clean.

Nap: Taken.

Badminton: Played.

Pitchers: Shared.

I feel like I totally kicked this Sunday’s ass.

I had no idea....

the trampoline was an Olympic event!

Wouldn’t it be awesome if the competitors yelled “WHEEEEEEE!!!” with every bounce?

I would!

Four Digits

I cannot remember my bike lock combination! I know it is four digits. I picked it four years ago, so it has to be a four digit number that existed in my life, and that I considered significant at that time. I forgot it and then remembered it again two years ago, so I know I can do it if I just think really hard…

Numbers I have tried:

• Last 4 of my social
• Last 4 of my phone number
• Last 4 of my home phone number growing up
• Address of the house I grew up in
• Address of the apartment I lived in when I got the lock
• ATM PIN
• My mom’s ATM PIN (my mom has one 4 digit code that she uses in every aspect of her life. I wish I did, too, because then it would probably be my bike lock code.)
• The year I was born.
• My birthdate.

I’m out of ideas! What else could it be?! Ugh!

This problem does not prevent me from riding my bike. It just prevents me from locking it up because I feel so certain that I can figure this code out that I can’t bring myself to buy a new lock.