Scream

Did anyone else play on those McDonald's play pens when they were younger? I used to love them as a child. Only now do I realize that those places are bacterial cesspools waiting to feed upon the cells of tiny humans. It reminds me of an article I read about the grocery store in which it stated that often times fecal matter from diapers would leak onto those child seats, but stores would neglect to clean them properly. Feces seat. Delicious. Is it ridiculous if I bring my own Clorox wipe to wipe the cart when we buy groceries? M thinks I am. I think it's reasonable. Ignorant people are probably living happier lives.

I felt uncomfortable the whole day. I couldn't really pinpoint why this was until I got home and found out that my underwear was backwards. Are you kidding me? Foreshadowing this quarter...

I seriously have the worst luck in the world. This should be against the rules or something because it's cruel. This is the fifth time I've had this one TA that I really don't like. I always wonder whether she'll magically turn into a good person, but she doesn't. She's horrible every single time. She's consistent to say the least. I think I spent the greater half of class shaking my head when I would have rather been... I don't know... shaking my booty. -_- STRESS!

Although it's only the first day I already feel stressed. My stress has nothing to do with school or work because those are constant and predictable--classes and tissue culture respectively. My stress comes from worrying about Soybean. I go to class and I wonder if he's cold or hungry. I homogenize a sample at work and I worry about whether or not I put out enough toys for him to play with. It's so frustrating! If I had kids I would have a mental breakdown. I'm already on the verge of one.

Spoiled brat.