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.

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If you see this on your f-list, quote Shakespeare.

Ok then.

Two households, both alike in dignity,
In fair Verona, where we lay our scene,
From ancient grude break to new mutiny,
Where civil blood makes civil hands unclean.

From forth the fatal loins of these two foes,
A pair of star-crossed loves take their life.
Who's misadventured piteous overthroes
Doth with their death bury their parents' strife.

The fearful passage of their death-marked love,
And the continuance of their parent's rage
Which, but their childrens' end, naught could remove,
Is now the two hours traffic of our stage.

The which, if you with patient ears attend,
What here shall miss, our toil shall strive to mend.

Romeo and Juliet, from memory. So if it's not perfect, meh.

In addition, I'll reply to all comments with Shakespeare quotes. (Probably irrelevant ones.)

Night!