away from my window, leave at your own chosen speed
i would like to formally note that, in one day, i have posted three times. three. there you go, justin.
secondly, i would like to file a formal complaint with the male human portion of ucsb. it has taken mike, formally known as curlyhair, exactly one week to realize i'm in his bio lab this quarter and set out making my life in lab exactly like it is elsewhere. which means a lot of making fun of rachel. and questioning her antics. and the such. and i would hate it, but the moral to the story is, that despite all the thigns i can find wrong with him, like his BEARD, i've got it bad. and i don't mean contracted something bad, although it can be interprated that way. i mean holy shit, i think i really really actually like this guy. and it's getting kinda scary.
i mean, he does fit all of my standards, except he's not black... as marissa kinda told one of her coworkers, "her type is curly hair, muscley, and black... all of the things you aren't...so you're not her type" or something like that. feel free to edit your quote, m, if you feel it is necessary. but mike, he does fit all of these things.
so, obviously, the only option is to distance myself and find somebody else. problem solved.
secondly, i would like to file a formal complaint with the male human portion of ucsb. it has taken mike, formally known as curlyhair, exactly one week to realize i'm in his bio lab this quarter and set out making my life in lab exactly like it is elsewhere. which means a lot of making fun of rachel. and questioning her antics. and the such. and i would hate it, but the moral to the story is, that despite all the thigns i can find wrong with him, like his BEARD, i've got it bad. and i don't mean contracted something bad, although it can be interprated that way. i mean holy shit, i think i really really actually like this guy. and it's getting kinda scary.
i mean, he does fit all of my standards, except he's not black... as marissa kinda told one of her coworkers, "her type is curly hair, muscley, and black... all of the things you aren't...so you're not her type" or something like that. feel free to edit your quote, m, if you feel it is necessary. but mike, he does fit all of these things.
so, obviously, the only option is to distance myself and find somebody else. problem solved.
posted by The Smart Pineapple at 16:18
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that was close enough, however I do believe miss rachel really does like this guy as she overlooked one very important flaw and continued to like him anyway...need I remind you that this amateur doesn't use any of your favorite substance? at all.
first of all, i did not overlook this fact. it has just occured to me that, being the peer pressurer that i am, i can probably get him to give up his beliefs after i throw a few "well alcohol does this to you" facts at him. secondly, shut the hell up. we all probably knew i liked him after last quarter in chem lab when i was thoroughly disappointed about him not smoking. so there, marissallypoo. there.
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