Yeah...shiz...Warped is up here next week. I want to go but its in DC. I hates the DC...Traffics not as bad as rush hour on 285, but its still a pain in the ass getting anywhere around there. The temptation to go is killin me....
I love playing with gross shit like that. I really wish I weren't so damn lazy cause I'd love to be a surgeon. One of the highlights of the summer research things is getting out and showing off your research at the end of summer conference.
I use to work in another lab, in short I played with caterpillars in there, and I would plump up some 'runway models' for the show. They'd be hangin all over me and the poster board and shit...people would come up and get all freaked out cause of these big green things crawlin all over.
This year I'm gonna bring in these huge-ass, baby head sized whale eyes. We got em in bags all nice and juicy like...good times.
Ommetaphobia and or Ommatophobia. I don't know what the difference is but they got more than one word for it. I'm kinda affraid of eating out of a container of pudding that my roomate has eaten directly out of. I don't know if that qualifies for a phobia though...
"mammalian visual systems" that's one you don't hear everyday. eyeballs freak me out. What's the name of that phobia? Whatever it is, I am.
I love playing with gross shit like that. I really wish I weren't so damn lazy cause I'd love to be a surgeon. One of the highlights of the summer research things is getting out and showing off your research at the end of summer conference.
I use to work in another lab, in short I played with caterpillars in there, and I would plump up some 'runway models' for the show. They'd be hangin all over me and the poster board and shit...people would come up and get all freaked out cause of these big green things crawlin all over.
This year I'm gonna bring in these huge-ass, baby head sized whale eyes. We got em in bags all nice and juicy like...good times.
Ommetaphobia and or Ommatophobia. I don't know what the difference is but they got more than one word for it. I'm kinda affraid of eating out of a container of pudding that my roomate has eaten directly out of. I don't know if that qualifies for a phobia though...