Friday, April 04, 2003
Hmmm. Not much not much. But the loud sturdy gong of pestilence still lasoos(??) my consciousness. Today was another day. Of that i am succeedingly proud. IT was also another day involving lab writups. Writ, as it were, to toke the life bulbs and steal their sweet virtue. I am aghast. 7 hours (over the course of several days) after commencement, of lab work writing, i am more backed up on labs than i were beforehand. Mayhaps the striken hand of hard work has finally fallen off the broken cart wheel.
As for that. I am a tired old man, without the age to prove it. ANd sleep calls me. I must remember to get my blog running propper over the weekend.
As for that. I am a tired old man, without the age to prove it. ANd sleep calls me. I must remember to get my blog running propper over the weekend.
Pinned
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