Feb. 16th, 2007

inmyriadbits: oranges on blue (happynakedmen)
Don't you love getting really random voicemail that only you know the meaning of? Prime example from last night:

Angie ([livejournal.com profile] braggywaggy): "Lindsey, I need to talk to you urgently about that poem, um, about the kind of women that we are that we can pee on a rock. Do you remember that poem? I need to know that name--urgently. Um, I'll call you when I get home from going out, and um, as soon as you get this if you could email me the name of that poem that would be FANtastic. Thanks! Mwah!"

Yes, I did know what she was talking about. I wasn't much help on the name, but it's hard to forget that poem.

This is the poem in question, which she apparently found, since it now adorns her Facebook profile )

In other news, my brain has been battered and deep-fried from studying all night for my bio midterm at 8:50am. What an ungodly hour! Especially since I had to spend three hours in lab immediately afterwards, and missed Supernatural last night. I'm off to catch up and soothe my brainwaves in the cool embrace of television. Ta!

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