My aunt is home.
Monday, February 27th, 2006Among other not completely pleasant occurrences of the day. Um… yeah. Life is soon to return to “normal,” whatever that means.
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Archive for February, 2006My aunt is home.Monday, February 27th, 2006Among other not completely pleasant occurrences of the day. Um… yeah. Life is soon to return to “normal,” whatever that means. Hehe. >DWednesday, February 22nd, 2006It’s 4:25 am and I got up early to do chemistry, and this has managed to make my day already. Reason #1: The guy ranks right up there with Donald Trump on the likability scale. (Why the heck do people watch The Apprentice anyway? I don’t get it.) #2: The content itself is pretty amusing, seeing as literally nobody is actually saying what s/he means.
I have my opinions about the college dailies, but I’ll save that for some other time. Predictions (because I don’t have time to go actually read them now): The YDN will have a somewhat less subtle ball, the HC will be apologetic and full of “clever” platitudes, and the Tech will turn the story into a general affront to the students of “that ‘other’ school.” The AP’s ideally non-editorializing news story is either always disregarded, or an unachievable goal to begin with. What should I do with that last Summers dollar bill? Hmm… PheromonesSunday, February 19th, 2006
So says a piece of spam I discovered in my email today. I usually wouldn’t give it a second thought, but this one struck me as being particularly amusing. Pheromones, hm? I suppose if you wanted to go unwashed for a week or two, you’ll be giving off plenty of pheromones. I don’t know about attracting any ladies, though. Hmm… I wonder, if you go hiking while wearing musk, will you find deer following you about? Updates on the blog:
I admit it.Sunday, February 19th, 2006“I probably do drugs. I probably even sell them. Look, there’s a triple-beam balance on my workspace counter.” Do you believe me? Yesterday, my dad sat me down after dinner and asked me, “Do you do drugs? You look like you do drugs.” I stared back at him incredulously. So the part about the balance is true — I’m using it to weigh and cut down the weight of the balsa tower I’m building for science olympiad. But beyond that… seriously, I didn’t know it was possible to mistake senioritis for drug use. You see a sign…Thursday, February 16th, 2006
Yes, this was a question on today’s biology exam. No joke. |