You said you would go to THE Hospital.
No, I said I'd try the hospital. You don't try hospital, silly.
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risque (and frisque), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
You said you would go to THE Hospital.
No, I said I'd try the hospital. You don't try hospital, silly.
Dear sweet mother of God.
The story on COX-2 inhibitors, that I have been thinking about since before Christmas, that was supposed to run last week, that I have revised SEVEN TIMES, should finally be appearing in papers campuswide tomorrow. By now, I am so over it.
Time to start working on the next one.
collapses
waves 10,000 miles to billytea
Damn. My walking range is only 500 miles; under the right circumstances, 500 more.
billytea, when I flipped my car's sunvisor down on the way home from work today, what caught my eye was the parking pass from the zoo when you visited (yeah, it's still there, b/c I don't believe in cleaning out my car), and I thought, "I miss billytea." Which is a little odd, considering that you only visited here once.
I passed. Tiny font because scores are still unofficial, but two people have now told me that they're not supposed to tell me yet, but I passed.
YAY!!!!1!
Woo Hoo, Hil!
way to go, Hil!
Yay Hil!!!!!!!!!!!!
Yay Hil!!!!!
Time for Indian food. Le yum.