"this evening promises romantic interest."
and i thought to myself: WHAT THE HELL?
this evening? the gods of fortune cookie must have been on crack. i went to a chinese restaurant to get dinner, and got that stupid fortune cookie, which i then opened on my way to the lab to spend the rest of the night alone studying.
romantic interest? wtf?
it's just me and a bunch of computers in my lab. and shitloads of work to do. what the hell is so romantic about that?
wtf?
i still couldn't get over this. that's by far the WORST fortune i've ever gotten.
Monday, January 31, 2005
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