My mom tells me to always wash strawberries very thoroughly because migrant workers shit in the fields. I love her despite things like this.
I think my boss was pissed at me for not coming in, because insead of giving me something to do she let me stand there for 10 minutes while she fucked around with a machine, and then told me how to use the repeater pipet I've been using for over a year now. I think she got over it though, because she told me I'll be in charge of an assay again this summer, and that's excellent news.
I read the word "social room" in the T-D today and instantly had the most intense flood of memories from freshman year. Sounds, smells, feelings. I wanted to crawl inside them and stay there forever.
I want to ask a question, and I want it answered honestly, and I'm turning off IP logging so anonymous comments really are.
What am I doing wrong??
And because crypticism is annoying, yes. I am sucking at life and I want to know why.