Biology is a most wonderful thing. Take this example: One moment you are in the pit of despair wondering whether things could get worse (or possibly better) and when that weird albino from The Princess Bride will reappear, when you decide to just get it over with and do Biology. I feel wonderful after 7 pages of Kingdom Monera and remaining sane, (though that may be only a matter of opinion). Nothing could wet my spirits, not even the fact that it just started raining. Okay, so that’s just particular to me, a person who on occasion enjoys math. Oh, well.
It appears that my posts are getting entirely uninformative. I mulled over this in bed last night; I laughed for a reason I cannot remember.
People are constantly going in and out of the door which is located near the computer. “Do I know them?” Hmmm, one of them is several years younger than me and tries to imitate Jack Sparrow’s voice; the other has tied up her hair in the fashion of a men’s colonial wig (being vaguely reminiscent of the modern ponytail) ; both have lived with me their entire life……No, I definitely do not know them.