So I went to science class today, and our peer tutor (who shall remain nameless) was wearing a suit. And it looked very nice, although he happened to wear scuffed old kicks with it, which was unfortunate. Which would be the first of the three part post today.
The second would be his horrific handwriting. Trying to read the answers he put on the board was like trying to speak Latin. Didn't work. Plus it's science, so one little misplaced number could blow the entire class up. Fun, right?
The third and final part of this surprisingly short entry is a cross-eyed opossum whose name I forget. She's real! Go look! I find her adorable and creepy beyond reason at the same time. Still, it brings up some primal motherly instinct in me to just squeeze her and love her.
Later, bloggees. Off to find myself a cross-eyed opossum.
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