Because It's Better To Be Irrational With Me Than Rational With Someone Else ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- I Really Should Be Preparing A Lecture for Tomorrow Stan! Seriously?! Talking about me to the staff? Have you not learned that besides excelling in chemistry, this department excels in spreading information faster than rats spread bubonic plague?! But seriously... I hope this is the last time a staff member that I know ONLY by sight, approaches me inquiring if you and I are still on the rocks. Dr. A (my research advisor), you master instigator! Trying to hook me and Stan up! So, he picked me and Stan to represent the group at Washington DC's National American Chemical Society Conference. HE proposed that I carpool with Stan, and that Stan and I stay at the same hotel. Stan agreed. He already started planning what monuments we are going to see together. Uhm... right. Today, Dr. A. tortured me saying how he will move Stan's desk into my office, so we could bicker 24/7. Nice one. He also constantly tries to spark jealousy and start competition between us. Knowing that I am protective of my territory and my computers, he tells Stan that if he needs something, he should grab it from my desk. So I constantly see Stan rummaging through the two books that I have on my shelves (yes, JUST two). Then, Dr. A, tells me that he got Stan a better computer... so you KNOW I just HAVE to go to Stan's office and investigate... And that way, Stan and I are always over each other's offices. Yea. Dr. A wants me and Stan together. Stan wants me and him to be together. I... well, I used to. But now, now I have a boyfriend with whom I am REALLY happy. Seriously, for once I am really truly happy with a man. I need to say though, I do enjoy Stan suffering. Justice, baby! 3:14 p.m. - February 03, 2009 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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