argh. i am so bored. twenty more minutes before i start my experiments. so so bored...

dude, there are people in this lab already starting their stat homework. it's due in two weeks and we JUST got the assignment this morning! what freaks. geez.

and i keep scratching the area below my armpit, just to the left of my left breast. i must look like a perverted savage. oh well.

help. what to do what to do... fifteen more minutes. la dee freaking da...

oh, i just remembered, chris tried to sell me a haircut/hair dyeing package (not a literal package, but you know, a discount/combo thing) and i was looking through it and i was like, "woww!! they serve a complimentary beverage too!!" [imagine a very sarcastic voice]. and chris said that they served wine sometimes. doesn't that just sound so funny to you? they try to get you drunk so that you don't think your hair looks so hideous once they're through with you. "oh, wooow...i've always wanted butchered, green hair!! it looks fantastic!!"

okay. just ten more minutes. i can deal. i'll just look at nudey pictures on this school computer.