so i’m sitting here and this guy keeps checking on his printing to see if its come up, but i’m blocking it cause i printed this PDF file, and for some reason, some of them take like a minute to process through the printer before it even contemplates printing a page. i think there’s maybe one or two more pages to print, and i bet as soon as it prints he’s going to come up again, and look at it and see its not his. it’s funny because he knows it’s me, because the paper has iRNA all over it, and i have a couple of papers strewn about that have the same topic plastered all over them. so he knows its me jamming up the printer, and maybe he’s silently stewing it over, wishing that biology jackasses wouldn’t come up to the physics computer lab and start printing up papers that take forever to process. or maybe he doesn’t care. but it kinda seems like he does cause he keeps coming back to check the printer.

i know, it is true, i’m a jackass. that guy ended up printing something for criminal justice anyways.

i finally took a test today that i had spent all weekend studying for (along with working on a premier weekend of shrek 2, understaffed) and i am completly beat, and i want to go home. but i can’t. allright, one more little complaint and then i’m out.

doctors. fuckin’ a man. i could be going home right now and laying in the sun cause its like almost 80 degrees, but i have to go to the doctor at 2 pm today to see him and it’s the only earliest time availible to see him. so i’m gonna get there at 2. then i’m gonna wait in the waiting room for a half hour to 40 minutes. then they’re gonna run me back to an examination room where i’ll sit for another half hour before the doctor talks to me for about 5 minutes and tells me stuff that easily could have been done over the phone. it’ll probably take even longer than that. i wish i could just check in now so i could show up around 2, and maybe the doctor would be ready to see me at my APPOINTMENT TIME. appointments should just be called getting in line. dammit, i won’t even be able to wait outside during this episode, i gotta be freakin’ inside. not happy.

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Poetry Corner:

this blog was very shallow, much more so than the last one

but there are just times when you have to come to the conclusion

that sometimes when you’ve got a problem resting on your chest

its best to brush it off into a shallow place to rest.

this whole damn page is shallow, it’s unavoidable

because the author’s stupidity is undisputable

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thank you, thank you. come here more often to read trivial, stupid complaints.