Sydney, sweetheart, I love you dearly but if you don’t quit pushing rocks around the tank while I’m trying to sleep, I’m going to have to cut a bitch.
So ready to spend my entire day in the lab today. Got my protein bar for lunch, my laptop, and everything else I’ll need. Literally not coming home until at least after 9pm tonight. I’m thinking for dinner I’ll order some Chinese food delivered to the lab so I don’t have to go home and then come back again.
I. Need. To. Finish. This. Paper.
It’s not due until Monday, but this weekend is going to be fuckin’ hell so I want to finish it by Friday. Eight pages long and I have to make some maps to show my research, but I can definitely finish up by Friday if I stick with it. Maybe two or three of these marathon days and I’ll be done.
Yayyyy vernal pools.
Sometimes when I’m feeding No Feet he’ll strike at the pinky and just completely miss and it’s like aww baby it’s okay you tried…
and he just sits there for a second like how in the world did I fuck that up it’s not even a live mouse. I can just feel the shame coming off of him in waves.