First day of classes. . .and, as of yet, I feel no worse for the wear. Three classes in total ( Read more... )

Last night was amazing ( Read more... )

Things have been good. . .not fucking fantastic or anything. Just good, which I suppose is better than the alternative ( Read more... )

Well, I am now offically done with school. . .offically. Turned in my last lab report today, which I, of course, put off working on until the last minute ( Read more... )

Today is one of those good days that are plagued with bad events ( Read more... )

Today,
I'm homeward bound.

Things have been good.

Yesterday, in particular, was right up my alley. . .filled with a mixture of good flicks and substances.

"Fortunately, I'm adhering to a very strict drug regimen to keep my mind limber..."

3 Coronas w/ lime
3 Amaretto Sours
2 Margaritas
and a Captain and Ginger Ale

Open bar at the Desmond. . . intermixed with gambling and music blasted over shitty speakers.

These Medical Affairs people sure know how to party. Definitely, the rowdiest bunch of PhDs I've ever met.

At work today from 7 till 6. . .
isn't it odd
that strange melancholia comes
and I don't even know what triggers it. . .
and, now,
I wait for death

There is a certain sense of satisfaction that comes from having been in New Jersey at 3am. . .
and still making it to work in Pennsylvania by 8.