So my new job rocks. I really like driving a forklift. I'm not super good at it yet, but its cool. My boss, however, went into great detail about his upcoming prostate biopsy which will take place tomorrow. Very detailed he was. Pretty fucking gross. Other than that it's cool. I only fucked up one roll of newsprint, so it wasn't half bad.
Also, midterms start next week. Yikes.
I am thinking of making a shirt that says
"CH3 CH2 OH --> sex" which for you all who are not interested in chemistry say "alcohol = sex"
chicks dig dorks!
Also, midterms start next week. Yikes.
I am thinking of making a shirt that says
"CH3 CH2 OH --> sex" which for you all who are not interested in chemistry say "alcohol = sex"
chicks dig dorks!