Pulling into the station

June 02, 2005

My former lab partner's profile just popped up on one of my searches. Yup, she still looks like a bug eyed crack whore.

God I hated her.

Okay, we're out in the field doing some research at the tidepools in Half Moon Bay. The tide starts coming in, so we pack up to leave. Dumb-bunny is too busy flirting with surfers, she doesn't notice everyone moving to shore. Before you know it, she's stuck out there and refuses to come in because she doesn't want to get her Adidas wet. I kid you not. The professer is yelling at her to just get her skinny white ass back to shore. She takes off her shoes and wades back in, squealing about the stuff she's stepping on.

This is also the girl who picked up a specimen in the lab, read the label and threw it down, held her nose and said "Oh God, that stinks!" What was it? 65 million year old dinosaur poop. Right. Because it still stinks after 65 million years.

Speaking of Half Moon Bay... Beth... You should bring your boys out here - they'd have fun in those tide pools!

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