I am , on occasion, prolifically verbose.
It shouldn't take me longer to rewrite, edit, and cut a paper so it fits under the maximum length limit than it took me to write and edit the thing in the first place. GAAAAAH. But I got it down to eight pages instead of like twelve, so s'all good. My zoology teacher is still probably going to kill me, but he didn't actually say to double space it, so. 1.5 line spacing yay! In conclusion, I write too much.
Now I have to re-tool it into an oral report. Which is fine, but that means max 8-10 minutes, which means 2-3 pages double spaced. DAMN. I wish to pontificate about the glorious features of coyotes at length not really. Ah, well.
Also, I have no idea when this project is due. OH ZOOLOGY. YOU AND YOUR AMBIGUOUS DEADLINES.
And speaking of ambiguous deadlines.
I have to go conclude something worthwhile about the properties of. Um. Amines, I think. Or maybe aldehydes. HELL IF I KNOW, OFF TO CALCULATE THEORETICAL YIELD BYE. GAH LAB REPORTS. WHY DO YOU PLAGUE ME.
I actually do love chemistry though, really.
I get my driver's license sometime this week. Yaaaay not really. I hate driving D:
Random note:
Pet Peeves at my Place of Employment, Part 1
1. People who order BLTs without lettuce or tomato. STOP JUST GETTING BACON ON TOAST your sandwich is boring.
2. Old people who call mayonnaise 'Miracle Whip', and then the one crazy old lady who bitches at me for putting regular mayonnaise on her sandwich instead of light.
3. People who order just like, meat, white bread, mayonnaise. STOP GIVING ME $3.69 FOR THAT. Go make it at home. For like a dollar.
4. People who give me paper money over the amount due (like a twenty for something that costs, like $5.35 or something), and then proceed to not give me exact change. WHETHER YOU GIVE ME A TWENTY OR TWENTY DOLLARS AND FIFTY CENTS I STILL HAVE TO MAKE CHANGE please do not hold up the line rootling around in your bag if you are not giving me exact change so I can just hand you bills.
Now I have to re-tool it into an oral report. Which is fine, but that means max 8-10 minutes, which means 2-3 pages double spaced. DAMN. I wish to pontificate about the glorious features of coyotes at length not really. Ah, well.
Also, I have no idea when this project is due. OH ZOOLOGY. YOU AND YOUR AMBIGUOUS DEADLINES.
And speaking of ambiguous deadlines.
I have to go conclude something worthwhile about the properties of. Um. Amines, I think. Or maybe aldehydes. HELL IF I KNOW, OFF TO CALCULATE THEORETICAL YIELD BYE. GAH LAB REPORTS. WHY DO YOU PLAGUE ME.
I actually do love chemistry though, really.
I get my driver's license sometime this week. Yaaaay not really. I hate driving D:
Random note:
Pet Peeves at my Place of Employment, Part 1
1. People who order BLTs without lettuce or tomato. STOP JUST GETTING BACON ON TOAST your sandwich is boring.
2. Old people who call mayonnaise 'Miracle Whip', and then the one crazy old lady who bitches at me for putting regular mayonnaise on her sandwich instead of light.
3. People who order just like, meat, white bread, mayonnaise. STOP GIVING ME $3.69 FOR THAT. Go make it at home. For like a dollar.
4. People who give me paper money over the amount due (like a twenty for something that costs, like $5.35 or something), and then proceed to not give me exact change. WHETHER YOU GIVE ME A TWENTY OR TWENTY DOLLARS AND FIFTY CENTS I STILL HAVE TO MAKE CHANGE please do not hold up the line rootling around in your bag if you are not giving me exact change so I can just hand you bills.