Oh no! Don't let the rain come down!
Wow....I haven't updated for quite some time. It's been almost the same amount of time since my last encounter with bathing. No, I'm just joshing you. But seriously, I kinda find having one of these journal things redundant if I have to censor myself, which, eventhough I don't want to, I must. But hey, I only signed up because Sha-non forced me. Har har.
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Imagine our surprise when we found out
that they hate us in Scandinavia.
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I've discovered that I'm really good at keeping myself occupied, a product of working with almost no human contact 4 times a week. I can find things to do easily, love reading tabloids and when necessary, I gladly serenade myself. I've acutally become quite good at vocal variations. I can sing Space Oddity about 6 different ways. Not 6 good ways, just 6 different ways. I've also become quite good at making staple chains. I have an impressive collection, if I do say so myself. Oh the joys of coffee. Literally, the joys of coffee. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
My mask squeezes my eyes and it hurts. It's one of those things that hurts when you're just standing there and having nothing better to focus on but when you actually start doing something the pain subsides...I SWEAR I'M NOT A HYPOCHONDRIAC!
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Stupid. Lab. Reports.
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The end.