Thug Life

It’s going to be a hot one…

Trying for two weeks off, but the running bug is itching like no other. Likely, I’ll give in and run tomorrow. Perhaps I can stir up some buddies? :)

Today marks day three of the 2011 Sunbelt Conference Track and Field Championships. On day one, team long distance bosses it up in the 10k! We had two lovely ladies score with three in the top 10! Their performances make me so beyond excited for next cross country season. Last night I ran the steeple and PR’d, running 11:55. While I had hoped to score, I’m thankful for being able to run a personal best. Nico highlighted the race, PRing by several seconds and getting 6th place. Today, the majority of finals will be run and it should make for an extremely fast, exciting, and eventful day. I wish all of my teammates and fellow sunbelt athletes good luck!

To Rodney Sasse for putting on a top notch BBQ! 

Rodney Sasse is a level 17 Grill Master. 

So thanks for the Grub!

Research Paper 1 

The Turn of the Screw analysis

Modern France research paper

I’m feeling the burn

I honestly think that this is what they are doing with their nights.

Apparently, in preparation for taking over the world, my endearingly cute little girls think they need to be at tip top fitness. This involves a whole slew of agilities routines. Seriously, I thought the circus had made a trip to my bedroom last night.

Cheeky.

Shenanigans. 

I’m relatively certain that my rat amigas are nocturnal. For example, though it was obviously sleep time last night, they saw fit to run a several hours long agility workout in their cage. Flying acrobatics, knocking over their toy gnome, scuffling through their bedding and the like. I think they’re choreographing for circ de soleil’s next production.

Oh rats, you’re so cheeky. 

Seriously though, there is already a stigma attached to pet rats. They’re kind of gross, what with their creepy tails and all. These girls are in danger of pushing me to join up with the anti-ratters. 

Please, lady rats, no more late night early morning shenanigans. 

Cuteness only carries one so far. 

Go to sleep, little ones!

So here’s the deal, I am now the proud mama of not one, but two baby rats. Ya, rats.

Seriously though, they are the cutest little things I have ever seen. I was very nervous about the prospect of a pet rat, but as soon as I saw their little twitchy noses and creepy tails, I fell in love. One would not generally expect a rat to be a little cuddle monster, but these things are beyond affectionate. 

They are being kept over the weekend so that I may find them proper a rat accommodation. I’m thinking some sort of undersized track housed within a small tank. Of course it will have a steeple barrier for them to practice their skills; we’re looking forward to rat Olympics after all. 

kind of like this…but with RATS!