| [o@d] Unattainable Laxation |
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Violently agitated and highly implacable, I savor the time in my unproductive hour. My hypothetical fortune, it's like catching a sniff of tequila in the morning.
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Tuesday, January 29
It's beginning. Chem labs, are beginning. Honestly, I do not see the real purpose of having organic chemistry labs be so groin-grabbingly complex, long, difficult, messy, and boring. I think I could learn more from a drunk monkey writing chemical equations on the sidewalk with his own feces than I could from setting forth on a lab where I don't know what the broseph I'm doing.
From time to time I catch myself eyeing the 6mL of 6M hydrochloric acid wishing I could just fling that stuff into my eyes to end all the madness! But, my $3 goggles would defer the acid. Drat! Those nut-bar chemists don't leave a calcium chloride pellet unturned! Slapped up here on 1/29/2002 05:37:00 PM by: Me, Suzy...
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