Dubbskii’s Rants

There are random things that going on with me…  I decided to rant and rave about a couple.

1. LA the Darkman.
“Unnnhhh.  Yeaaaaaah.”  I have to listen to that on every Gangsta Grillz mixtape song he is on.  It makes me so angry because some of them are actually good.  With elementary rhymes like “La, I’m that guy. I’m so fly. I got it, I flaunt it. After this b-day sex, I’mma put a ring on it.”  <— Boy stop.

2. People pretending we are tight.
I’m in the sciences.  Anyone else that is a colleague is a nerd.  I don’t care if you’re a lab tech or a PI – you’re a nerd.  Embrace it.  I recently received an email from a class mate and her lab tech (who is the PI’s wife) about a former postdoc in my lab.  All capital names are descriptors I have filled in lol. See below.

DUBBSKII,
IMMATURE LAB TECH and I are hoping you can provide us with some information. We were discussing this newish postdoc in PROF DOWN THE HALL’s lab, John*, who came from the YOUR CURRENT lab. Do
you know the John, he is really slow and seems to have no clue where he is?  He has drove at least three labs nuts over here in the LSRC. We have concluded that he is brain
damaged, do you know anything about this? We would love to hear your commentary about his condition if you have any.
Cheers,
and Happy post-Thanksgiving
DUMB NERD GIRL TRYING TO BE COOL*

I know the guy they are referring to, and he is very bright.  The subject of the message was “mission brain damaged.”  First of all, I am not friends with this girl that wrote this email.  Now if this was one of my homegirls, she would say what’s the scoop on this person.  What makes you, Stranger Girl, think I’m gonna let you talk shit about a friend of mine?  Get a grip.  And how dumb are you to send this from your lab’s email account.  Burn bridges much?

3. Ebay
I just tried eBay for the first time a couple of days ago.  I created an account and bid on some Michael Kors shoes that I absolutely had to have.  Love? Absolutely love.  And I won the shoes.  I’ll post a picture when they arrive.

4. Box Factory
My Mom came to my house a couple of days ago and commented on my online shopping addiction.  “It looks like you’re running a box factory.”  I couldn’t do anything but laugh.  It’s so sad, but true.  My pockets are more than dry right now.  I think I need to be on A&E intervention because every day I have 1-2 boxes at my door.  I have these weird shopping spells.

5. People too Lazy to Google
If you have a question, look it up.  Don’t ask me.  And definitely when I suggest looking it up on google, don’t come stand by my laptop and wait for me to look it up.  Kill yourself.
Yesterday this lady asked how to spell wise.  With a S or Z.  Grown woman…  Seriously? I laughed loudly because I thought it was a joke and after someone answered, other people in the shop rolled their eyes at me.  How was I to know it was a real life question?  She then came back to trump herself and asked how to spell weird.  She was sending text messages to someone.  One of the stylists interjected that you can spell things anyway you like on text messages – it’s abbreviating.  :::blank face:::  No ma’am.

6. BBM
Blackberry Messenger may be one of the best things to happen to me in a long time.  It feels like AOL instant messenger during it’s heyday.  Sometimes I don’t like that people can see I’ve received their message though.  Hahaha because sometimes I just don’t want to reply.   And usually I don’t.  Over the past couple of weeks, I’ve received thousands of BBMs from my friends.  I’ve highlighted two of my favorites below.

If u were candy u would b a life saver Lol

I could be crazy.  I can feel myself becoming crazy.

7. Darien Brockington
Love this man’s voice.  Might just love this man in general… I kid, I kid.

8. School
What the hell was I thinking? I should quit school and open up a bakery/diner.  The menu would change everyday because I’m picky like that.  I’m sure my customers would not appreciate that.  Or maybe I would do better with a bread and breakfast.  I make a mean french toast and my Mom loves my baked granola….

“Locked the CEO up
And I’m the CEO – fuck!” -Lil Wayne