25 September 2000
Submitted by eve on Mon, 09/25/2000 - 12:11pm. Funny
"Why do they call it Antropology lab? There's no lab! There are no safety goggles. We're in a classroom! It's not like we're even examining bones or artifacts or anything. We sit and do worksheets all day!"
"Still upset about not being accepted into the chem major, huh?"
--A girl and a guy walking by me on Euclid st
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Posted by Anne Onymous on Tue, 12/11/2001 - 9:33pm.
Archived comment by Saint:
Confession: I actually liked licking the salt crystal so much I stole it. You know the trouble with brine, don't you? Too much water.
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Posted by Anne Onymous on Tue, 12/11/2001 - 9:29pm.
Archived comment by Saint:
She, actually. The way it's written, it's the girl who didn't make the chem program.

I remember that my geology lab involved licking rocks. The same rocks, in the same boxes, that had been licked by last year's students, and the year's before that. Give me liberal arts any day.
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Posted by Anne Onymous on Tue, 10/16/2001 - 6:21pm.
Archived comment by Asheeey:
And we wonder why he didn't get accepted into the chem major?
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Posted by Anne Onymous on Wed, 11/29/2000 - 5:53am.
Archived comment by Mike:
Chem lab was one of the main things to drive me out of the sciences. So... tedious! This guy actually pines for them?
Oh, the other thing that drove me to English was my Organic Chemistry teacher. He was in his final years (he's deceased now), and I wonder if he wasn't just the teensiest bit senile. Whenever he caught a girl talking out of turn in his class, he'd say "If you want attention, get up on this table and *dance* for us!"
Ah, to be tenured....
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