Medicate yourself, girl...!
Life really has become slow motion. In trying to get experiments to work and having them fail, I am constantly looking forward to the weekends... in which I go into the lab and do more work. It is all what I expected, but if only things worked now and then, it would be a little more uplifting. Sigh...
Anyhow, today I found a bag of salted peanuts that someone left lying around, so it wasn't a complete waste. (I'm getting over the whole 'don't eat food you find laying around a microbiology lab' thing that I used to be afflicted with. Are we proud? :o)
Besides that, I've had a little bit of housemate trouble (again!) over the past week. The darling dear who resides in the room next to mine decided to complain to the owner because I talk on the phone too late. I agreed that I would cut back. (Remembering back to some of the smutty conversations SFL and I were involved in, it's not hard to see why she was a little upset... but that doesn't make her actions right, especially when she could just as well have approached me.)
Anyhow, the other day I was talking on the phone at 8:30pm, and this girl (are you technically a girl at 30?) storms into my room, all red faced and upset telling me off for being on the phone and being an inconsiderate jerk. (It's not my job to make sure this girl takes her meds, right?! GRrr!). I tried to talk to her to find out what was wrong but she slammed her door in my face and locked it, not giving me the opportunity. Anyhow, she ended up apologizing a few days later and telling me she 'might move on from the house'. I feel minorly guilty, but not to the point of dissuasion.
Oh, I also got around to washing my new underwear. So white and supportive. Mmm... :o)
William John.
posted by William John @ 7:57 PM
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I don't know if I could ever get over that whole "eat food you find laying around in a microbiology lab"
:)
Well, the peanuts were on the outskirts of the lab in the foyer... but I am getting into a bit of a shuffle when I was caught out using someone else's Chocolate Latte powder. Come now, a spoonful (or two) is nothing to get upset about). It was a Sunday and I was cold. :o)
My stalker is doing fine, Sir, thank you for asking. Not one tear shed by either of us in the past week or two. We're both so terribly busy... we live on flexihours and weekends. :)
William John.
I'm so glad that I live alone. But then if I start yelling at myself to get off the phone there might be problems!
did she want to use the phone? otherwise "I can't stand the bitch no way" (as missy elliot would say).
speaking of great underwear, what is your opinion of my predicament? haha
http://itsjustjustin.com/?p=606
oh, and what does'nt kill you can only hurt you... hopefully the lab floor cafeteria does'nt hurt you too much ;)
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