I've begun to wear my blue doctor scrubs around as PJs. This morning I didnt have much time to get ready for breakfast, and to be honest I wouldnt have changed anyway, so I wore my scurbs. While at the table Ben was saying how I could be forced to operate on someone because of the scrubs. I said, "Screw you!" and kicked him in the head. No no, thats a lie.

Anyhoot, we then discussed my practice. You see, I would give free exams on the side of the highway and I would be drunk because as Ben pointed out, I'm irish so that means I have beer flowing through my veins. (Don't worry, everyone hates Ben so we are used to his ignorance and jackass personality.) Then after awhile I would move into the bathrooms of Mobile stations and the owner would get mad because I would never give him back his key that had a wooden block on the keychain. Dr.Col, it's free because well....I'm a drunked Irish girl who is only 19 and has never gone to med school. Come by sometime. And if you dont want brain surgery, then I'll just pump gas into your car.

Yeah so I missed my first class today. I wake up and I'm all, oh man I gotta pee. I squint my eyes to see the clock because I am blind without my contacts. And it looks like the first number is a 9. I think, hey thats not right, I'm supposed to wake up at 7:35am. Unsure of my eyes, I squint again and say....OH NO. Check the alarm, yeah the common mistake of setting it on PM. DAMN YOU 8AM CLASS! And I was gonna go to the gym afterwards...now its just too far away and I can't believe I slept through the WHOLE class. SO annoying, but maybe it was fate's bday gift to me.

In honor of true Colleen spirit I give you, a poop story:


Lactaid Lady: so i walk into the bathroom that has 2 stalls
Lactaid Lady: now I had to take a crap
Cookies4Grandma: ha okay
Lactaid Lady: and BAM there is the RA tweezing her eyebrows
Cookies4Grandma: haha ofcourse
Lactaid Lady: so i linger, and she notices me so i continue
Cookies4Grandma: continue to linger? or to poo?
Lactaid Lady: and i was like...well i hope i have to pee too
Cookies4Grandma: haha okay
Cookies4Grandma: I see now
Lactaid Lady: i found myself in the stall
Cookies4Grandma: alright
Lactaid Lady: so i wait a minute and i was like...ok if i dont pee this will be weird...cuz i'll like sit in silence and then flush..
Lactaid Lady: and pretend i peed
Lactaid Lady: but she'll prob know
Lactaid Lady: but alas...I peed and avoided such a situation
Lactaid Lady: but it was scary for a sec....and i still have to poop
Lactaid Lady: lol
Cookies4Grandma: lol okay
Cookies4Grandma: ohh you didn't poop yet!
Cookies4Grandma: that just happened!
Lactaid Lady: lol yeah
Cookies4Grandma: oh MAN
Cookies4Grandma: that's great
Lactaid Lady: oh yeah
Lactaid Lady: i'll brb...you know why
Cookies4Grandma: I mean it stinks (literally) but it's great nontheless
Cookies4Grandma: ha okay
Cookies4Grandma: bombs away!
Lactaid Lady: lol back
Cookies4Grandma: what happened this time
Cookies4Grandma: you cnanot be that quick of a pooper
Lactaid Lady: smooth landing
Cookies4Grandma: no way!
Lactaid Lady: ooh i am
Cookies4Grandma: I'm freaking impressed
Lactaid Lady: thanks
Cookies4Grandma: wow I reallyam though
Lactaid Lady: LoL
Cookies4Grandma: that was really I mean really quick@
Lactaid Lady: well i mean I had to go
Cookies4Grandma: still
Lactaid Lady: eh...well I do pee fast too
Cookies4Grandma: it doesn't take a little time? I mean it's just hey there it is
Lactaid Lady: i guess
Cookies4Grandma: I pee fast too, but I think I take a little longer than a milisecond to poop
Lactaid Lady: what can i say
Lactaid Lady: its a gift
Cookies4Grandma: you are super pooper
Cookies4Grandma: haha!
Lactaid Lady: oh man!
Lactaid Lady: I totally am!
Cookies4Grandma: I'm on to you SP
Lactaid Lady: what are you gonna do journalist woman
Cookies4Grandma: you have the whole superman get-up, but the only 2 differences are the S on the suit now says SP and there is a butt flap
Cookies4Grandma: cause you can't be waisting time taking off the tights
Cookies4Grandma: nothing, I am content with the victory of figuring you ouy.
Cookies4Grandma: *out
Cookies4Grandma: and with that thought fresh in your head
Cookies4Grandma: I must depart

DE End

I just read about blogger for my Mass Media class. Oh man I am so cool cuz I know what they were talking about. It twas so unnecessary for me to read cuz like...I know everything about the world.

In other news: Today I was at some auditions for Trailer Park because they want to get some more people. I am already a Field Producer for those who dont know, and think I was there for talent. No sir. I sat in the control room, put on some headphones, and talked about whatever to the people working the camera. You see these people couldnt see me cuz I was in the...i dunno...room with lots of buttons and technical stuff. So I had no problem saying random things and BSing with whoever answered when I said hello? or breathed like Darth Vader, or rapped with the director about how the telepromter wasnt working and they should use the script, or when I quoted several lines from Missy Elliot's Work It. Man I love that song.

Oh and more RA stuff. I was outside talking to Kim and Dana my common mischief lets-say-things-that-sound-racist-while-the-RA-is-near-by bunch. So I walk out of my room and one of them tells me I should be a part of the KKK...for no reason. I dunno. So I say, ok I guess I'll start hating blacks. Lo and Behold, they begin to laugh and look past me...I turn around...yeah the RAs door was closing. EXCELLENT! I dont really think she heard, but now I'm the top dog for worst thing said.

The other day I got a new tray at the dining hall. This bad boy wasn't all cracked and gray from being washed too many times. It was black and smooth. It was the Jaguar of dining hall trays. Jules just missed getting it. Instead she had to deal with a crappy Ford POS. Sucks for her. She was SO jealous. I told Sara about it and she asked if I put it in my website. I thought about it. Then I did.

Oh and now I'm a part of 4 shows. Another improv comedy is added to the list. It's much like Curb Your Enthusiasm on HBO. There is a basic plot but the dialogue is made up on the spot. I wasn't sure if I would get it cuz I only did one scene before I had to leave. And we kinda went off topic a bit which the guy pointed out but as I left he said, Thanks Colleen. Then low and behold an email shows up saying I got it. Oh and I might take over Quabble next year and be THE Producer. How cool is that?! We'll see.

**I am aware that a couple posts ago I have the same story about 3 times. Don't feel the need to read all three. Unless you are really bored or have short term memory**

I went sledding last night with Tony and Rob Flack. It was great. I hit some serious air on the snow ramp, ma brotha. I got to get my sled on with a one man blow up raft, a boogie board with a plastic bottom-hello speed, your classic long plastic sled which sucks, and the ever so classy dining hall tray. The tray is fun cuz you lay on it with your stomach and then arch the rest of your body so you dont hit the snow. You are so close to the snow its like your flying or something.

At one point we were going down this hill near a house and the guy came home. He goes outside with his dog and Flack and I were waiting til he left...well I wanted to cuz I didnt want to be attacked by some dog. So we waited, and waited, and this dog seemed to want to stay outside and we couldnt see where it was so we moved over like 10 feet or so and were going for one of our last runs. I was on the faster sled so one we went down I got a bit further than Flack did. I heard chains gingling and was like Oh my God I'm going to be attacked by a dog now. I had an instinct to over my neck, but instead I got up to see where the dog was. Boom hes like 2 feet away, freaking HUGE German Shepard. His hair was sticking up and he was growling a little. The owner told me not to worry.

I look to see Flack, hes like 6-7 feet away and not moving at all. So I start to move back and the dog doesnt want me to and Flack tells me to follow him and, "don't move." The dog listened to its owner and left. Walking back Flack told me that he saw the dog coming over to me and thought Colleen is going to be attacked and there is nothing I can do.

Needless to say, the fun overpowered my fear of being eaten by man's best friend.