Rainy Day

And thus another rainy day is in progress. After this morning's trip to the dentist, nothing in particular happened at the Lab for Developmental Studies (LDS in my book still stands for Latter Day Saints). Scheduled all my home repairs finally, and got to talk to Josh H about the study and our most recent results. Hopefully we'll be moving to ERP soon - I'm psyched! ...ermh...no pun intended.

And thus after meeting with Josh, I went to the "cafe" in the basement to prepare for my one schedule subject for the day, who never showed. I say "cafe" because I'm told that back in the day there used to be a proper cafe there with food and drinks and staff...Now there are just tables and chairs with a lone coin-operated coffee machine, and if you go out and around the corner you will find a nice assortment of vending machines for all your non-perishable fatty carbohydrate needs.

And thus I went home, changed out of my wet shoes and socks, and replaced them with dry socks and my whaley whalies (my rain boots, aka "whalies", have whales on them). Ran off to another appointment, after which I stopped at The Harvard Shop for a new umbrella and hat, then a snack at Au Bon Pain (for all my fatty carbohydrate needs).

And thus I went to the BGLTSA Resource Center (henceforth the "RC", not to be confused with Roman Catholic), emptied the trash, cleaned out the ants from one of the cans, sent a ranting email to the RC Staff list, and proceeded to write in this blog. Will likely meet with Winnie later to go over out Physics problem sets, hand them in, then go to class.

And thus goes another rainy day.

Disclaimer

Pablo disapproves, but I love him anyway.

Bun bun bun bun buuuuuunny bun bun bun...

Yeah, I just imagined the theme song to Two and a Half Men (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1ZJQlddwuvY), replacing the word "men" with "bun".

Yup.

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Also, thanks to Josh, I only hear Queen's song Bicycle replacing the word "bicycle" with "big penis". Example:

I want to ride my big penis I want to ride my cock...

Yup.

Bicycle turned into big penis.

Wish my bike did that.

It's ok - I have both at my disposal, just not at the same time.

And now Pablo doubts his support of my blog. But he knows that he respects my decisions and that I'd never do or say anything to harm him. SEE?!

Also, he claims that as long as I maintain that he has a big penis, he won't complain.

...Or maybe he will, but that's just his Jewishness talking.

I'll never complain about his big penis.

...He just gave me an odd smirk. I think it's a combination of flattery and disdain. I prefer to call it love <3