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Name: Eric
Country: United States
State: Texas
Metro: College Station
Birthday: 11/28/1982
Gender: Male
Interests: Music-especially the Dave Matthews Band and music from the 1950s, Saturday nights full of The City Gardener and The Lawrence Welk Show, and reading books about the Bush family
Expertise: Veterinary Medicine-specifically hamsters and equids of the draft variety.
Occupation: Student
Message: message me
AIM:  AggieEric2005
Member Since:
7/29/2005
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| So, I got this email that pretty much knows everything about me based on the month that I was born in. Besides the baby peeing on himself, I think it is pretty accurate...especially the part about the greatest men being born in this month.
Nov
Trustworthy
and loyal. Very passionate and dangerous. Wild at times. Knows how
to have fun. Sexy and mysterious. Everyone is drawn towards your inner and
outer beauty and independent personality. Playful, but secretive. Very
emotional and temperamental sometimes. Meets new people easily and very
social in a group. Fearless and independent. Can hold their own.
Stands out in a crowd. Essentially very smart. Usually, the greatest men
are born in this month. If you ever begin a relationship with someone from
this month, hold on to them because their one of a kind. Repost in 5 mins
& you will excel in a major event coming up sometime this month.
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| Okay ladies and gents, I haven't posted since May but I thought I would talk about my London trip. To the best of my memory here is a general recap of the events of my trip. I am writing this especially for those people soon traveling to London.
DAY 1
I got on a plane in Houston, TX sometime after 5:40 pm. I arrived in London sometime around 11:00 am. The very first thing we needed to do was exchange money. This was a strange experience. I handed the lady 430 US dollars and got 200 pounds in return. Angela and I felt a little ripped off. We then had to take the tube (subway) to central London. After wandering the streets of London with 100lbs of luggage we finally found The Bonnington Hotel in Bloomsbury. Considering the lack of space in London, our room was a nice size. The bathroom was very large and had an awesome tub (which was nice for soaking my sore muscles in...we'll get there later). An intesting aspect of the room was that a key card had to be in a little slot for the lights and air conditioner to work. The first evening we had a reservation to see The Ceremony of the Keys at the Tower of London (which I think should be called the Terror tower of London). So, we decided that since we did not yet know how long it would take to get places in London we would head to the general area of the tower and explore and eat. Well, no one told us that once the sun goes down everything closes and the pubs stop serving food. We walked and walked and walked and finally found a Pizza(r) express. It was fairly good eating. We did walk around the clock tower/house of commons area and that was pretty neat. We then went to the tower...but we were a kazillion hours early. We walked around but there was absolutely nothing to do....NOTHING. We stood in the cold and watched people ice skate for quite a while. We did spot a Subway or something and thought about going in but there was a large, hairy man blocking the entrance. We then walked to a pier of sorts and the large, hairy man followed us and blocked the exit. This was not a good thing. It was dark, there was nobody around, and this guy was giving me the creeps. We decided that we would be proactive and just walk right by him. Well, he was getting creepier by the second but just as we approached him a guy in a tuxedo walked through the entrance to the pier, turned around, and walked back out. This timed perfectly with us walking by the large hairy man. We were pretty sure this man wanted to rape and rob us and that the man in the tuxedo was sent by Jesus to save our lives. You may think I am joking, but I am not. I really had a bad feeling about that guy. So, we decided we should go back to where there were people. So, after waiting and waiting and waiting it was finally time for the Ceremony of the Keys. Well, the Beefeaters are supposed to be a very entertaining group. They most definately were not. It was sort of lame and there was a very annoying British guy there too.
BRITISH MUSEUM
We may have done this on Day 1, I really can't remember now. It deserves its own title anyways. There were all sorts of cool things here and we got to see them all for free. We saw cool Egyptian stuff (including the Rosetta stone), cool stuff from the Parthenon, and lots of pots.
ST. PAUL'S CATHEDRAL
This is definately one of the coolest places I have ever been. It (along with the rest of London) was designed by Sir Christopher Wren after the Great Fire of 1666. The place was absolutely amazing. We walked up 259 steps in a tight spiral stair case to the Whispering Gallery (the big dome). It is called the whispering gallery because you can whisper into the wall on one side and it can be heard on the other side. On the way to the dome you walk through a narrow and short hallway, but you get to see where Hitler's bombs hit the cathedral. After the Whispering gallery we walked up even more steps to the stone gallery which gives you an incredible view of the city. After the stone gallery we walked down lots and lots of steps to the cathedral floor and were welcomed by a full orchestra and a mens/boys choir. We listened to them rehearse some Christmas music. Our favorite was a little boy on the end who was very into his singing. After really really really wanting him to do a solo, he did one. And it was pretty darn good. We then went down to the crypt of the cathedral. There were lots of people in the crypts, but my favourite was Charles Lister.
WESTMINSTER ABBY
We did this near the end of our trip. The building itself was definately not as cool as St. Paul's, but it isWestminster Abby. There were lots of queens and kings there. Geoffrey Chaucer was there. Yes, I know Rachel is probably dying right now because she would be into this so much more than I was. I think my favorite part of Westminster was seeing a little blanket labeled "Elizabeth I fire blanket" on her tomb. I guess I'll go ahead and take this opportunity to talk about London and fire. Londoners are terrified of fire. At least this is what I gather from everything I saw relating to fire there. Practically everything has been destroyed by fire in London at least once. I guess that happens when everything is connected.
DAY TRIP TO OXFORD, STRATFORD-UPON-AVON, AND WARWICK
This was a pretty cool trip. It was the first time we actually felt like we were with other tourists...oh how I love those Japanese tourists. There was an Italian couple on our trip that spoke very little English. This posed some problems (which our tour guide correctly predicted at the start of the trip). When we got to Oxford the guide dropped us off and told us to walk to a certain place whilst he parked the van. He put me in charge of making sure the Italian couple made it. It wasn't too difficult but I found myself wanting to speak Spanish to them. They spoke enought English to ask where we were from. When we told them Texas the guy said "cowboys" and pretended to ride a horse. This made my day. Well, we toured Oxford. It was pretty cool. We then went to Stratford and toured Shakespeare's boyhood home. It was pretty cool also. We then went to Warwick Castle. On the way the guide gave us a little history lesson. During the lesson he asked if there were any Americans in the van. Angela and I were the only ones. He then asked us who our last king was. We had not idea and looked like dumb Americans. But really, who cares who America's last king was. He said one lady told him it was Elvis, and I really wish I was that clever. Evidently it was George III. Whatever. The castle was pretty cool. The dungeon was a lot smaller than I expected. There was an ice rink in the middle of the castle...this was unexpected. We climbed another tall spiral staircase (pretty much in the dark) to get up to the battlement. It was worth the climb, but by this time I was very sore from all of the walking and stair climbing.
To be continued...
P.S. I am at work by myself and the coffee machine just made a loud noise and squirted out water. I jumped and screamed a not so good word very loudly. "Oh, hello kind janitor lady. They make me work late at night because I periodically yell obscenities.
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| I just got back from Piano Bar at The Tap and I have to say that you
have not lived until you have heard Pussy Control on the piano. This
guy was freakin' sweet. He started with Johnny Cash's Folsom Prison
Blues and that just got me hooked from the start. Really, you must
check out The Tap on wednesday nights. There was also a pretty naughty
hokey pokey. You see, it was a pair of twin girls' birthdays tonight
and he had to embarrass them. Hokey pokey does not normally have
phrases like "shake that ass bitch" or "put your hooters in" or "stick
your tongues out and make out on stage". It was all in good fun...fun
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| For the time being, I have a mysapce (mspace.com/dmbag05) and a
xanga. I am torn between which to post...so far now I am posting
on both.
My pink toenails
After deciding that my feet could benefit from a pedicure I get one
with Rachel, Chelsea, and Marlis. The pedicure itself felt pretty darn
good...what with the massaging and whatnot. Unbeknownst to me, the
little lady put some clear polish on my nails. Now, I was okay with
the fact that my toenails might be a little shiny. I was not prepared
for the blatent pinkness of my nails in direct sunlight. It was kind
of crazy. So, after lunch at Fitzwilley's I went straight to Walmart
to purchase nail polish remover.
Mother's Day
I went home for Mother's day. I got to see some friends...well, really
just one...Tracy. And she got sick from my choice of resteraunt. I
spent some time with the parents and with the sister...who just got an
adorable dog...but not as adorable as mine.
Odd people
I have experienced some odd people in the past week or so. For some
reason people that I don't know like to talk to me...but usually about
weird stuff. Take for instance the lady checking me out at Walmart.
The person in line ahead of me was buying some sort of medication for
women in menopause. Well, the checker lady talked to her for a while
but then it was my turn. She proceeded to tell me about her moody
mother who is going through the change. But she is really a sweet
lady...its just those darn hormones. But Daddy just keeps calling her
fat...she can't help she is retaining water. She tried hormone
replacement but it was just too expensive. HELLOOOOO....do I look like
I am interested in what your mother's ovaries are doing? I was so
close to pointing out the cost benefit of not having to buy pads.
The West Wing
I have recently become very addicted to The West Wing. It is a
really good show. I am renting the episodes from Hasting's. I watched
the first disc (8 episodes) in one day. Yes, I am a looser.
My Summer Job
I am once again working in the Gastrointestinal lab at the vet school.
This summer should be pretty cool. I am working on a project looking
at arryhthmias in german shepherd dogs with exocrine pancreatic
insufficiency. I will also be helping to develop an assay for free
T4. I will have my own project looking at vasoactive intestinal
peptide as a marker for canine chronic heart failure. Yes, I know that
you probably don't understand any of this. It just makes me feel smart
to use all these words.
Piano
I have decided to learn to play the piano. After my first lesson with
Ms. Van House tonight I am afraid that this is a harder task than I was
expecting. I'm not really sure why I thought I would just be natural
at piano. I even bought a book of classic piano rags, but I am not
sure I will ever be able to play any song from the book. There are
just too many notes on piano music.
I think I have said enough.
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