I should have titled yesterday's post "99 Posts But A Bitch Ain't 1" in homage to Jay-Z but clearly I missed that opportunity. Oh well. I do what I can to please the population and still come up short. Right now I feel like I'm up to my ass in alligators so this post will be a sporadic rambling of interest to no one however I feel I must live up to the expectations of a daily entry. I have a serious crush on my nerdy Chemistry prof and am very tempted to slip him an anonymous Valentine as we have class that night. Is that totally scandalous? A student hitting on her prof? I mean, if he's ten years older than me that's pushing it but still. I'd like to take him and his baggy khaki pants paired with a sweater-over-a-collared-shirt combo to a romantic candle-lit dinner sometime. That's all I'm saying. Talk to me, Dr. Schnier, about drugs and protein interactions and ligands. Talk to me faster! Faster! YES! YES! Oh. That got a way from me. All I'm saying is I like the guy. Is that so wrong?
On another note, I've decided a self-imposed exile (no, not that Exile) is just what the doctor ordered. I did not call Punchy last night as I have nearly daily for as long as I can remember.When QB called I missed it but when I returned his call I told him I couldn't see him because of laundry and homework (that was true) so that's another bird killed with the single stone. To say I've been feeling under appreciated of late is an understatement so the best I can do now is take care of me until those dummies start realizing what they're missing. And before I start coming off like I'm flawless, I do realize my shit stinks. Just not as bad. Hehe.