(no subject)
Here's a little poem that I am about to write (will have written by the time you read this):
I didn't actually
measure
the plants for my
allelopathic experiment
on Sunday.
I let them grow
unhindered, unwatched
wild and free
contained in a finger bowl.
The best part of this story is that I flipped out. On Monday I was in my garage going to guzzle some more diet cherry coke and I realized what I had done. I restrained myself from falling down and beating my fists into the concrete. I obtained my diet cherry coke calmly. I popped it open with one hand as I contemplated my options. I could (1) never go back to class again (2) 'fess up to my group members, take the point docking, and live with their hatred for the next half of the semester or (3) lie. Lie out my ass in a splended diarrhea.
I chose #3. I like to think that I did it for the plants.
I didn't actually
measure
the plants for my
allelopathic experiment
on Sunday.
I let them grow
unhindered, unwatched
wild and free
contained in a finger bowl.
The best part of this story is that I flipped out. On Monday I was in my garage going to guzzle some more diet cherry coke and I realized what I had done. I restrained myself from falling down and beating my fists into the concrete. I obtained my diet cherry coke calmly. I popped it open with one hand as I contemplated my options. I could (1) never go back to class again (2) 'fess up to my group members, take the point docking, and live with their hatred for the next half of the semester or (3) lie. Lie out my ass in a splended diarrhea.
I chose #3. I like to think that I did it for the plants.