We recently went out to eat with my parents at TGI Fridays (I ate a Dippable Cheesy Bacon Burger). My parents are routinely asking me about my work in graduate school, which, as my readers know, concerns yeast genetics.
They inquired about what I would like to do next, and I mentioned, somewhat flippantly, that I'd probably end up working on a sexier research project, at which point my mom began singing (with feeling), "He's too sexy for his yeast."
I'm not sure if she knows that's not how the song goes.
Originally Posted: Tuesday, December 3, 2006
(Then) Curent Mood: weird
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TG you posted. Like the mood indicators.
Posted by Russ on Sunday, December 03, 2006 at 8:36 PM
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