Who Did What Now?

There is no purpose of this blog. I can't even spell the word blog and the verb form 'blogging' makes me throw up, just a little, in my mouth. Go find something more interesting. Life is short... no no wait, come back!

Thursday, April 26, 2007

Pink Eyez


Dear Linda,

Yesterday I woke up and my right eye was red and hurting and I thought to myself ‘oh no, pink eye.’ Today I woke up and that right eye was, well let’s just say, worse. And my left eye looked like the right one the day before. I went to the doctor today and got some antibiotics and a note for my classes today. I don’t know how bad my left one is going to be doing tomorrow morning. What exactly should I do? Is tomorrow’s class chromatography because I don’t want to miss that?

Sincerely,

******* ******

P.S. is there any way that i could get a plate and incubate my pink eye...;)


******,
Poor you! Don't worry. Turns out what we do tomorrow is quick and easy.
I can be done on the same day as the column (day 1 - harvest protein,
day 2 - column) both are 1.5 hour operations. Come in a tiny bit early
on Wed and you'll be fine.
About the email I sent re the plasmid. I'm actually going to ask everyone
to do this as a practice for electrophoresis (for unit 3).
About the culturing your infection. Actually, it's pretty unwise to
grow a proven human pathogen. Certainly in our lab with minimal
containment. Sorry.

Linda

Dear Linda,

About the culturing of my infection: I think this is a good opprotunity for us to smite our enemies/ start a pink eye epidemic at a rival college.
Please reconsider.

******* ******



Sunday, April 22, 2007

Singleness: the poem


Singleness

Single's something sorta special.
sedan sideswipes like a senior
just a sojourn to the solstice
Full of options for it's failure

An open meadow, when the herd is through
moist with dung, and selfdeception
things might grow
but smell alone can stun the soul

It is freedom from compassion
with a sprinkle of seduction
strapless slashes, in stilettos
arms length distance, served with smiles

And we're out of stock
of strapping strangers
but we still have slews of stalkers
any studs
were nipped by girls when they were buds

It's the story of a lifetime
simmered down now to synopsis
superficial, skim the surface
siphon full of scum and psychos

sudden spasmodic
where once there was sex
subtle smite from the almighty
yet more fun
than being stuck to only one

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Tuesday, April 03, 2007

The High Journal


Provocative, intriguing, stupid

Started a while ago, the High Journal is for all of the crazy thoughts you think of when you're stoned with Trouble. Here are some pages that i like with more to come when i can't think of any original posts.
i was soooo going to get that dove tattoo.
thank you sobriety


nuf said

mike and sara: the facebook thing will always be poignant
Wish we could do more of a zoom here... i'm too lazy

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