I did the practical rock/mineral identification lab exam this morning. I feel dizzy even though I slept at 11:30.

The exam. My partner and I identified rhyolite at least a dozen times yesterday night, but I still IDed it as some kind of quartzite because of the sugary sides and because I always thought rhyolite was a little bit paler. Well it's not and I should have taken the hardness kit to it to confirm that it was softer than 7. Not to mention the scoria/vesicular basalt. I'm still not sure how to spell calcaereous, and spelling counts.

We spent three hours yesterday in the rock lab identifying samples for practice.

Why.

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This is getting ridiculous. I just choked on my pill. My dad has a shirt that says "Don't let the things you can't do stop you from doing the things you can." While he only owns it because it was a giveaway at a conference, I absolutely refuse to keep completing them. Starting with the two bits above. They're not necessarily fun to read, but I might try to find something more interesting to write.

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