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Tuesday, December 16, 2003 -

Why I Could Not Be Just a Scientist

This morning after finishing my CHEM exam, I went to the bathroom and laid down a large, very satisfying shit. Involuntarily, without thinking, I asked myself... "I wonder what that's a metaphor for...?"

said K | 3:02 PM [edit]

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oh how I adore stories of your bowel movements, babe. But I got one that'll beat that:
So on my first E&M test this semester there was a question asking for the magnitude and direction of all these forces inbetween charges and all I could think of during that problem was "I can tell you about the magnitude and direction of the dump I'm gonna take when I get home...."
-nora @ 4:50PM | 2003-12-19

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