I was going to post a pessimistic load of bulltripe about personal shit. I had thought for a couple of moments that ripping open the colostomy bag that has been my personal life lately and splattering it all over the interwebs would help, but I realize now that the solution to this is, in fact, beer. And maybe a zeppelin ride about town...
In other news, I now have a last.fm account as "ToasterSunshine", so you may grok my musical sensibilities if you so wish to.
It seems that my planned evening of beer and video games has been taken over by creating this audio monstrosity. I haven't yet been able to figure out how to get my voice to not sound like I'm gargling a metal trash can, so here are the lyrics:
I study cellsIf y'all can come up with better lyrics or want to enter into a collaborative science nerd rap, then let me know.
I study rats
Gotta lean into the microscope
So I gotta hunched back
I got wild hair
And unsunned skin
The department chairs
Are all cranky old men
I use graphs a lot
Math a little bit
10 hours in the hood
But I just can't quit
If you got a problem with my data
I've got a problem with you
So you see you're gonna have to prove that your problem's true
Yo, I'll admit that I'm not inherently brilliant
But my data's always statistically significant
'Cuz, yo, motherfucker, I'm a scientst!