Except um, the way I mean it, it would have to be upside down.
You get the idea, right?
Anyway, as I was trying to remember the name for this thing I started laughing at myself* because I remembered that once, I thought** I would be good at chemistry.
I was a junior in high school then, and the first test of the year in my honors*** chemistry class was about properly naming all the equipment that we would be using in the chemistry field. You know, beakers and burners and "de-ionized water" and such.
[See above, where I properly identified the "meniscus."]
[Uh, though I will tell you right now that that is the last time I properly named anything in chemistry ever again. Ever.]
This is all not the point though.
The point is that my ass-to-leg ratio makes me look like a walking upside-down decanter and this is not the preferred look for events such as...
...well, I suppose events such as ever, if you really want to be honest about it. But in particular this is not the preferred look for when we want to actually really be somewhat breezily elegant and look nice for a special meeting at work or a dinner party or, say, meeting Ish's parents for dinner at the fanciest restaurant in San Francisco. For example.
Thus, my question is this: can I lose 73 pounds in 11 days?
*In my head, not aloud in my private space at work. We try not to let on to our coworkers that we are completely insane. Shhhhhh.
**I thought this based on sound research; namely, that I was good at biology. Surely chemistry would be no different. It is all about memorization, I figured. HAHAHAHAHA.
***Because if you are going to perform miserably, you may as well perform miserably with honors.