Live, Love, and Hate – by Orpheus

 

Week 48 – My lab partner is a drooling moron

 

(12/7/04) He is, I mean it. Well, maybe he doesn’t drool, but he is seriously a fucking idiot (which would be the title of this column, but I don’t wanan offend anyone who might just glance at the index page {AHAHA! Like I’d really care if I offended anyone except one of the Letters [K not included]}). I mean, he asks ‘hey, [Orpheus], could you explain how you do this problem?’, so I explain it, and he still doesn’t get it, five attempts later, I say I can’t help him, and he’s, like, ‘come on, help me!’ so eventually, I just get sick of this and tell him to shut the fuck up and he’s all ‘you don’t have to be so mean about it.’

 

You may notice that I am swearing more than usual tonight. That is because something very strange, and by no means good, has happened. Recently, conversations with R have been getting to be very, very brief. Maybe all of five sentences were said tonight, most of which are so predictable that I could have just read a piece of paper with those sentences on it and have basically just done the same thing as talking with R. Talking with C is more enjoyable, more spontaneous, basically everything that I used to like about talking with R. This is not good.

 

A visit from Eurydice soon would be very nice. Usually, her visits end up teaching me something that I really need to know about myself, such as the oft maligned visit #3, wherein myself and Eury were arguing about my relationship with R, where I learned that I could set aside all the things about said relationship that had been bothering me, Eury even quoted some of those doubts word for word, but I had something up my sleeve to counter all of them.

 

Oh, Samecool wanted me to mention his own operation, Operation: Turtle Neck, basically, he made a necklace for Q (who is a letter and not a Letter, and I am proud to say that I made the pendant for the necklace), so it has been mentioned. I know that I promised a write-up on Operation: Two-Faced, and that I did not deliver on that promise, but that is because the Operation went horribly, and I do mean HORRIBLY awry. And, uh, yeah, that’s where I’m going to leave off, except for one more comment:

 

My lab partner is a fucking moron.

 

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