January 13th, 2003

Nescafe rabbit


So I have to post this morning's Livejournal tomorrow, when I get back to the school computers, where I saved it before I went to lab, and then Jim took me home, so I didn't get back to it before we left.

McBride comes in, looking hot as ever. Damn, but that man is cute. Jim says he's gay. We say he's just well-dressed. And the first thing he says is: "I hate to disappoint you, but unless I talk excruciatingly slowly, develop a stutter, have seizures mid-lecture and endure a touch of gastroenteritis, we'll be done in about an hour." I love short labs. We were done at 2:15. The most interesting thing we had was his story about the man who was having an affair with his former best friend's girlfriend. He was sitting on the side of the bed when said former best friend came in and shot him through the heart. The story goes: He took a drag on his cigarette, looks down, says, "You killed me, you fucker..." and drops dead.

Going over Palm vs. Pocket PC for my 3rd year clerkships. Dell's got a nice Pocket PC out for way less, looks good. It wouldn't be a big deal, except I'm trying to give advice to the whole damn class. So I took notes on software. And then I sent them out. I don't know. What if I tell them wrong? Gah.
Think it's time for a nap.
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