Today I learned what "Rick Roll" means.

I'm taking a break from writing a term paper to bring you this update:

For some reason, I often manage to ignore the existence of slang terms and put off looking them up for a long time. People use these terms regularly and I continue to ignore them and pretend like they don't exist. Much later, I end up getting confronted with one directly, and whoever is talking to me looks at me like I am a complete moron for not understanding things like "ROTFLSHMSFOAIDMT" which I actually still could not explain to you even though I just Googled it.

Anyway, in the interest of relevancy and of sharing my love for whoever you are reading this, I am going to link you to a bunch of websites that are worth sharing. I pinky swear that I would tell you if any of them were not safe for work. Without further ado, here are the first six things that popped into my head:

• http://bit.ly/12DTYK9
• http://bit.ly/11UnhR4 and accompanying gif: http://bit.ly/170EVM0
• http://bit.ly/109MJYX
• http://bit.ly/18tPPdG
• bit.ly/ZHVPJU

Someday maybe things will get really weird around here and I will post all of the things that I can think of that are funny in a really screwed up, twisted way, but today is not that day.

This post is terrible and I apologize. It's finals week and sharing is caring and if anything funny happens right now, it will be at my expense grade-wise and I am really hoping that doesn't happen.

It would be pretty neat if you decided to comment with funny internet things or Tweet 'em at @DaisySqueaks. I could use a break from writing and studying.

Major Accomplishments of Dead Week

"Dead week" is what colleges call the week before finals, but there really isn't anything "dead" about it. The goal of the week is to study and prepare for finals. Today, my major accomplishment was making Daisy barf in the kitchen.

To clarify, Daisy is our cat. Sometimes she squeaks, but usually she is a lot louder than that.

To clarify even further, I didn't actually make Daisy barf. See, Daisy has a terrible habit of barfing in places that are difficult to clean. This is usually the carpet or rugs, but she has been known to throw up in our bed and on Marcus's pillows. I once woke up to cat barf on the side of the bed that I am supposed to sleep on. (I actually sleep in the middle of the bed because sleeping Lauren is determined to cuddle and sleeping Marcus is usually about 400 degrees and wants nothing to do with it.)

Anyway, Daisy hopped down from the water heater in the bathroom last night and started to barf on the bathroom rug. The illustration is slightly inaccurate, as I was peeing at the time. In a heroic, selfless gesture, I shoved Daisy onto the kitchen floor... and then yelled into the other room that Daisy barfed, causing Marcus to clean it up.

You would get such nice pictures if I weren't too lazy to actually draw anything.

Easy clean up cat barf = daily accomplishment. I only need one, right?