Sundays..

This morning I woke up to my phone vibrating in my face. It was a text from my mom telling me that she had to take dad to the hospital early this morning. Why? He'd just returned from Equador with his friends and they thnk he might have contracted a bug. Before my mom stuffed him into the car, she told me she tried to give him fluids but they'd wind up pouring out of all orifaces. Thanks for that visual mom.
So at the hospital, dad was treated to several IV bags, antibiotics, and for good measure, ab and chest imaging which both came out negative.

With some antibiotics and rest, he'll be back to his old grumpy, demeaning self in no time. Yay!! .......*blink*

The rest of my "peaceful and relaxing" Sunday has consisted of physics, neuroscience, and a good mop around the house. My roomates dog, who has been staying with us for the last few days, absolutely stinks. I had to take matters into my own hands and clean up a bit while he was getting his walk. Oh how I love the fresh scent of gardenia Mistolin.

Sad news, btw: my fish, Om Nom Snackpack Zimmerman, died today. Oh he was quit an inspiration... One of the few living things on the planet that never gave me attitude. Good bye Om Nom.

Roomate: hey Tori? *from downstairs*
Me: *snaps out of my daydream* ...yes??
Roomate: ....Your fish is dead.
Me: (shit!) SHIT! Aw man really?? Dammit om nom...!

Sure enough, there lay om nom, on his back in the now toxic, murky yellow water...
Me: *taking him to the bathroom* totally ditched me, my man...no fair. Nice knowing ya. Bye.
((flush))

Roomate: let the tank soak with a little bleach, soap, and water.
Me: ....k

Now back to figuring out the magnetic force and torque on a current loop. Then I'll dive back into the world of the spinal cord. Test this Wednesday!!!