Saris and Head Colds (updated)

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(update: I have just noticed, not that my brain is more functional, that this post is approx 11,000 words long. I am hiding most of it beneath the jump, because otherwise I have just spammed everyone with bitching about my sinuses. Sorry, everyone...)

I had a wonderful post all planned out, really I did. It was going to be about Divali and how I

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I KNOW I FELT SO BAD. I am a disgrace to tea-drinkers everywhere. Fun fact: that is the ONLY way The Captain knew how to drink tea, until I met him and mostly sorted him out. He comes from a, shall we say, *less sophisticated* background than me

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We only wait until after Halloween because it's such a goram big holiday here that the makers of Halloween candy in the US actually convinced Congress to move Daylight Savings until after Halloween (it used to be the 2nd week of October) so that there would be light later in the evening, so people would do more trick or treating, and the candy companies would sell more mini-Snickers.

America! We have your corporate interests in mind!

I read a biography once of a woman whose parents were secular jews. Jews = no Xmas, but secular = no Hannukah either. So they just spent Decembers in their home by themselves, cold and alone, while everyone else in the neighborhood had cheerful festivities. I felt sad for her. As I feel sad for you! You should take yourself out to Dim Sum or something.

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YOU SHOULD DO THAT.

Hogmany is the best holiday of all. Chaos, anger, drinking, roasted things, drunken fornication with total strangers, and there will probably be bottles thrown around at some point, because it is Scotland.

UGH. I need you to spam me more or something. This paper on How I Taught Hand Washing To Third Graders is not exactly thrilling me to the marrow. But I guess it's better than proteins that hump... what is the point of your proteins, anyways?

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I CANNOT BELIEVE IT TOOK THAT LONG TO GET YOUR INTERNET FIXED. WTF, ENGLAND

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I actually had to look it up, to see if you were making that up about a Nobel Prize in Medicine. Apparently, it is a real thing! Who knew!

If Cell does not take it, and we get frustrated and put little bows on the cats, maybe a cat magazine will publish! It can still go on your CV. ("It was published in Cat Fancy. Oh, did I spell it N-A-T-U-R-E? My bad. Typos!") Also we could make up a whole bunch of numbers. I will leave that part to you, as you have machines and things that go *whirr*. Then all we need is a sexy blonde spokeswoman and BAM we'll be the that-autism-dude of the cancer world. GENIUS.

http://www.flickr.com/photos/squidpickles/2477720564/

Do you see the cabling up the side? That will make it look, uh, more substantial. Yes. AND A BOW!

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ps: I guess this means you will not be giving me any bollywood recs? :D

pps: you know what's going to happen, right? You're going to be 98% of the way through The Thesis, and then I'm going to announce that P&P is ready to ship.

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As far as I knew, Bollywood films are still like that? Women with jewelry all over their foreheads and henna on their hands, looking demure under a veil, and shirtless men in tight jeans talking loudly on cell phones because WTF India