What do you say?

I don't know how to write this.

...So now I remember why I pick out my clothes at night.

because when I'm tired in the morning, and it's kind of dark, I start to think that it's a good idea to wear a shirt that says

PROPERTY OF UPMUNC
XL
Size Does Matter to lab ( Read more... )

(1) I got a haircut

and

(2) Our record player works! (this is not so conducive to real work...)

I am all a-giggle ( Read more... )

I might be a careless slob. I am willing to accept that.

However, the one thing I am meticulous about is my books. And now she is trying to argue that her lending me a pair of shoes for a little while is an excuse to go through my bookshelf and take whatever she likes.

Shoes != books.

I'm so angry right now. This whole day has been a nightmare

Whose idea was it to have my sister be my primary editor anyway?

...when did I turn into one of those people?

It's 1:00 am on a Sunday morning. And I'm in lab.

*sigh*

I was totally going to go to bed about 3 hours ago... Or at least, that was the plan, 5 hours ago. But now, I'm watching the sunrise and realizing that I only have the chance to sleep about 3 hours anyway... and I don't really know why. Apparently, I got more determined to do a good job on this paper than I thought I was going to...

Wupsie.

My cider is fizzy. This would be less strange if it were supposed to be sparkling cider.

I don't know how I feel about warm, bubbly drinks.

I also don't know why it's fizzy.

Mysteries for a later day.

Anthro paper #2 now.

So... I'm trying to figure out if I can make it to Mer's wedding.

This may or may not involve a 13.5+ hour (probably at least 15 hours) roadtrip. Anyone want to come to NH and subsequently drive for a really, really long time with me (aka to NC)?

Pretty please?