Because It's Better To Be Irrational With Me Than Rational With Someone Else ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- We Like, We Judge, We Compete, Just Because We Are I have a bicycle and I AM planning on using it. I asked around but it seems that besides me only Stan is a proud owner of a bicycle. And one thing I will not do, is ask Stan to go cycling with me around the mountains; he would push me off the cliff given the chance. Oh sure, later he would tell the cops it was done out of love, and that's fine... but by that time I would already be contributing as a cheap fertilizer to the local flora. In other news, my 15 minutes (more like 5 days) of fame as Dr. A's favorite came to an end. Dr. A made it a point to tell me in front of Stan that Stan himself is the new favorite. He then proceeded to tell me that if I get this thing done, I will be his favorite again. Nicely done, Dr. A, nicely done. Motivating us to do more work than humanly possible, while building up an unnecessary competition between me and Stan1. Oh, and I took my boyfriend back. Please, I love the man. Oh shut up! Don't judge! _____________ 6:51 p.m. - March 30, 2009 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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