tooth soup

Today’s bleeding finger ratio is 6/10

So today was a continuation from yesterday with Inorganic Chemistry study in the physics lab with young Will. It was all going well until a particularly obtuse question forced us to consider the possiblity of going to our lecturer for help. Since the love is not really felt in his direction (as exemplified in a previous post) we decided to go to see The Hulk, named so because a) he’s awesome and b) you can just sense that below his Bruce Banner demeanor is a raging green monstrosity ready to break out.
We turn up at The Hulk’s door and ask him about the question. He counters us asking whose content it’s based off. We say VB’s. He says that VB is very, very particular with the way he marks and if he doesn’t get exactly back what he gave it’s going to end in tears for us.

Right. So. Maniacal smiles painted across depressed faces we faced the mighty scorn of VB and learned five things. Two of them were what we wanted to know (that is, that electrons are taken out of s-orbitals first in transition metal chemistry and that each possible electronic transition will result in an extra peak in the UV-Visible spectrum). The other three were that I have failed my laboratory component, I am an idiot and Will is an idiot. I’m glad we have such supportive personnel in our faculty. It really fills me with pride.

In any case, we finished up study and headed home. I pissfarted around for a while, rang Mum, played some CS and am now typing this. And now it’s back to the books.
Phill

style="text-decoration:none;" color="#ffffff">I hate to see you leave, but I love to watch you go

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