So, what happened today. I got an email from my unnamed prof. She mentioned that her mind was a steel trap, or at least, that it used to be. I wanted to make some witty remark but decided not to. Every time I started typing it, it sounded really dirty. At first it was about something being caught in my trap (ew?), then there was something holding my trap open (ow?). When I got to a hole in my trap where things seep out, I decided it was best that I give up. I think it was for the best. She knows me. She can use her imagination. I wouldn’t tell her so I’m kind of hoping she doesn’t think to look here. (Aside to Unnamed Prof: If you do read this, aren’t you glad I didn’t send it? Also, please let me know if you’ve read this.) Right, now that no one else heard that because it was an aside, on to other stuff.
Other than avoiding sending a potentially dirty email to my former professor, (which I may or may not have failed at since I’ve posted it here) I found some questionable content in a picture hanging in my parents’ room. Actually, I noticed it months ago, but I finally said it tonight. Here it is. Anyone see what I see?
No? Yes? What are you seeing Lauren? I am seeing female reproductive organs! –collective gasp- Yes! Female reproductive organs! That’s disturbingly fun to say. See, they’re right there.
As soon as I told my mom, she looked at it, smirked and said: What? Oh yeah! Ha! You’re right, there’s the ovaries and the fallopian tubes and yeah... yeah, it’s all there. Maybe if I flipped it over?
Mom: Shut up! Come on, we have to make supper.
She turned the light off and left at that point. Although I’m pretty sure my words will haunt her whenever she looks up from her bed and sees her painting of FEMALE REPRODUCTIVE ORGANS!
Since I’m being mature, I had several opportunities to mentally giggle in class today. My prof was talking about an organization called the C.U.P. Really? C.U.P.? No matter how hard I tired, I’d mentally giggle and think: I’d rather not. It’s how I deal with stress... please don’t judge me.
Before I disappear for another day, I have to thank Snafuzzy for making me smile and making my day. If you want to know what I’m talking about, check out my post from a few days ago “I Need a Hero...ine”.