leia131 | This Entry is Pointless and Contains Gratuitous Shirtlessness

There are 42 stairs up to my Biology lab.

It is a three hour lab.

A stressful, three hour lab.

Conclusion: I'm exhausted.

Also, there's this guy in my lab that I met last week named Eric. He struck me as sort of an outsider/geek. Skinniyish, average height, dark complexion. Smart, but not really interested in school. He told me he got like a 70-something on his lab and that was ok with him. But he does meticulous work. You know, a thinker. He kind of reminded me of Jim Watson when we used to have Chemistry together. Cool, laid back about science attitude. He told me he played frisbee. Not a real intense sport.

I happened to pass him a few nights ago on my way back to my dorm after dinner. I assume he'd been playing frisbee because he had one in his hand, and was shirtless/sweaty. Also in the presance of several other sweaty/frisbee men.

Holy Fuck. He has the perfect body. Muscles like you wouldn't believe. I almost literally stopped dead and oogled him. Recovered enough to smile back when he smiled in recognition.

Who would have thought?

P.S. I find it funny that I'm too short to see inside my mailbox unless I stand on my tip-toes. Heh.