spinning spinning before i can recall all the unknown chemicals control the cycle

I finally started my homework that I should've started days ago. Finished a lab report on T-streaking, which sounds like something i'd like to do, but really have no interest in. I do have a lab buddy, though, whose name alone makes class exciting. She is a nursing student with the last name of Kill, which of course will make her Nurse Kill. I can sit for hours (with nothing better to do) imagining "Nurse Kill" being used in sentences in a clinical setting. In an abortion clinic: "Nurse Kill will be right with you." In the children's ward of a hospital: "Nurse Kill will be right with you." There are minor variations on the actual sentence; I mainly just come up with new situations, as you can read for yourself. "Nurse Kill will be assisting with your surgery today." "Hi, I'm Nurse Kill. Unfortunately your niece didn't make it through the night."

Well, it's late, and I still have to read about cell metabolism. As if I will really be able to concentrate now that I've gotten started on Nurse Kill dialogues again.

my bologna has a first name

A few days ago, I made myself a nice tator tot casserole. My stomach didn't think it was nice though. I spent all night very violently expelling it. It still hurts to take deep breaths. Apparently, my stomach thinks it's too good for the tot-erole. I guess you really can become less white trash-y. I've come a long way since the spam of my youth.