Thursday, January 30, 2014

Sea Monkeys On Mars

A couple weeks ago I was over at my buddy's house and for some reason the topic of Sea Monkey's came up. I think, possibly, her roommate was unfamiliar with the concept and I spent a good deal of time (loudly) explaining what it was, going in to great detail the acute disappointment I, and every other person ever exposed to Sea Monkeys, felt when they turned out to be much less exciting then depicted on the packaging.

"Sea Monkeys"

Brine Shrimp
A few days later my roommates were at Value Village and found an unopened Sea Monkey kit for the low price of $1.99 and got it for me. And so my adventure to relive the downside of my childhood began.

Thanks for the disclaimer guys

Day One

I found this weird thing in there. Once I was finished being horribly disturbed, my roommate told me apparently it's for picking the Sea Monkeys up to look at them? I am not entirely convinced of that. I made sure to put it as far away from me as possible.

Added water and water purifier. Boys oh boys is this exciting. As soon as I put water in the tank, it occurred to me that wherever I put it my cats were probably going to knock it over and/or try to drink out of it. I settled on my dresser, far away from my books and electronic devices, to reduce the amount of damage caused when they finally do take it down.

The kit came with these mysterious pictograms. Just to clarify, it has written instructions. I guess if you can't read, you can puzzle over the meaning of this instead.

Day Two

Read the instructions on the Sea Monkey eggs and chucked them in there. I hadn't realized until this point that the little packettes had instructions on them, so I hadn't read the instructions on the water purifying crystals. Ah well.

The written instructions said that the Sea Monkeys should hatch instantly. Mine did not. I assume that because my house is colder than, like, 80 farenheit, they might take a little longer.

Day Three

Nothing happening.

Day Four

Saw something floating in there. Possibly dirt.

Days Five through ???

As usual, my interest turns to neglect.

Day ???

Added food and Plasma. The Plasma is supposed to make them grow bigger and/or better. I dunno. Also that weird, fucked up probe is back, what the fuck.

Doesn't really look like there's anything on in there. I think a combination of the temperature in my apartment, the age of the eggs (this particular Sea Monkey kit dates back to 2008 according to the package), and my incompetance may have at least hindered the growth of my Sea Monkey colony, if it hasn't just shut it down altogether.

In other words, Sea Monkeys on Mars was even more disappointing than I expected. That being said, I'm going to remain optimistic and vigilant, just in case they decide to hatch or whatever. I'll post on here if anything happens.

Monday, January 13, 2014

Blogging From My Phone

I've been struggling to make this post actually about something, to come up with something to say about technology or some such and a clever, pithy way to say it. But that's not working, I'm in t the mood for meandering miscellany.

My computer decided to go into a coma the last few days. It didn't out right quit, in fact,  as far as I can tell it's running perfectly, but the monitor seems to be out of commission and I'm not really sure what to do about it.

So here I am, blogging from my phone. I can only assume this well open up some sorry of blogging freedom - I can blog from ANYWHERE! I'm actually sitting on the shitter right now, no word of a lie. But, you know, I could big at work. In my car, I guess. I could blog during sex,  if I ever had sex. In the shower, family dinner,  my God the places I could blog if I chose to. I'm not going to do any of that. Blogging on the toilet was more than enough excitement.

On an entirely unrelated topic, I got a job working at the mall food court, which is just about as fun as it sounds. Fast food service combines the worst elements of food, and retail. Put that in a mall, with no natural lighting, the most irritating canned music, screaming kids andgrumpy shoppers and I'm starting to wonder if I did something very bad and then died . The one thing I do find interesting is the level of camaraderie I've found between other fast food employees. It's a peculiar sort of feeling because the turnover is so high you can't really get attached to anyone, but it's like everybody KNOWS that it's a miserable job, and we commiserate together. That scares me a little bit. I mean of working in fast food is so bad that people from Tim Horton, A and W, Dairy Queen and KFC are all experiencing the same shit, then maybe something needs to be done about it. I'm not exactly pro union bit that might be a good starting place.

I briefly dipped my toes back into the murky waters of online dating. when I landed down in Halifax I kinda just wanted to get some ass so, as I mentioned before, I went on Craig's list of all places. That was vaguely amusing for a while but kinda weirded me out after that point so I gave pof another shot, with varying results. I'll get back to you on that when things pan out a little more.

The gecko I'd been keeping for eleven years died a few months ago which was sorta weird. I dunno really how to feel about that. Tk that point I've been coinciding getting either a bearded dragon, or possibly a corn snake,  setting as i have the terrarium available. I haven't really done any serious research though besides taking to friends add yet.

I finished my chemistry course and with any luck will be staying prep biology in March.

Apart from that, I've pretty much just spending my time devising weird ways to manage my money, none of which seem to be particularly effective. If I come up with something good I'll be sure tk let you know.

Any who, that's all I have to say at the moment. Cheers.