Root language

Today I reviewed my lab midterm and discovered that basic stupidity -- not math -- is to blame for my less than acceptable grade on the test. I have an English degree, so in theory I should be able to read and comprehend test questions, right? Alas, I've fallen short in both categories. I am woe.

That said, I did see two items in my instructor's lab today that both inexplicably improved my mood and piqued my interest: a hairdryer and a hand-held blender. Why? Why?!? What do they do with these things when no one's looking? Are the biology graduate students at UTA moonlighting as beauticians and chefs? If so, can they make some sense of my crazy mop of hair and teach me how to cook with tofu? I'd happily pay them or edit their papers in return.

An aside: What is it about men and accents? Why does a man with an accent distinguishable from mine make me weak in the knees? Southerners, Brits, Germans, Italians, those from north of Utah and west of the Dakotas, midwesterners, Canadians, Yankees -- they get my blood pumping. The accent alone doesn't seal my attraction, but if he's smart and kind and cute AND he talks funny? I'm at his mercy. Gals (and guys), have you experienced anything like this?