| so every now and then i visit here to read other people's sites, and i've noticed that since i stopped checking everyday, twice a day, they've added this nifty new feature called...uh...ok i just forgot...but it has footprints, and apparently people (or person...creep...) still visit my page that hasn't changed in ages and a day, so this is me feeling guilty and posting! huzzah! of course, per my usual habits, there is no (zero) substance to this post. however, i do present:
tiffany's deep thought of the day:
piddle, which is my fave euphemism for procrastination, which has such negative connotations that i refuse to acknowledge its existence, means putter (like putter around, you know?), and that is the way i use it. piddle also means, however, urinate. that is not how i use it. so the next time i talk to you and you ask me what i'm up to or how i'm doing and i say "oh, i'm just piddling around," i do not mean "oh i'm just peeing all over the place," rather i mean i've been seriously considering rearranging my underwear drawer, but upon realizing i'd have to stand up to do so, i change my mind and continue staring at whatever my head happens to be pointed at.
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| number of times this weekend my dad has asked why i'm still doing h/w with only two days until graduation: 6
even my dad gets it. why don't my teachers? |
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| why i love gilmore girls:
they sang the elements song. you know, the one you watch the crazy dude perform in the video you watch in every decent chem class ever...
yeah.
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| IAmStuckOnBandAidBrandBecauseBandaid'sStuckOnMe... |
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| R.I.P.
the smelly spiffy lab table
1st quarter muehsler-1st quarter henley
"there was never a more disfunctional lab table" |
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