the old crow is gonna rise up soon, and peck out the eyes of the moon.
montycrowley : I just spent eight hours being crossexamined by nine Ivy League scientists on a thesis I made up on the car ride down. I need many drinks.
intrikate88 : OMFG ALL THE DRINKS FOR YOU. Jesus god why would you do that.
montycrowley : I either made a splendid fool of myself or came across as quickwitted and charming (suspect 1st).NO, MOM, MULTIVITAMINS WILL NOT CONSOLE ME.
montycrowley : OOH OOOH OOH BUT I DID GET TO POKE AT A NICE BISECTED CADAVER, THAT WAS COOL.
intrikate88 : WHY DID YOU BRING ME HOME NO CADAVERS, WIFE?
montycrowley : the cadaver or the interview? the interview was so they could haze me on my science, the cadaver... because it was there.
intrikate88 : The interview, I meant. Anyone would poke the cadaver, duh. Did I ever tell you about best work lunch ever?
montycrowley : THAT SOUNDS LIKE AN IRISH BALLAD. "My internet wife went down to rhode island / but nary cadavers did she bring back"
montycrowley : "nary cadavers did she bring back / she did not bring back cadavers for tea / oh what a terrible internet girlfriend"
montycrowley : "now who'll come a-waltzing matilda with meeeeee"
intrikate88 : "waltzing cadaver, WALTZ-ing cadaver..."
intrikate88 : ...I think it has become necessary to repost all of this to LJ. Just sayin'.
montycrowley : dooooo it :) I didn't do the interview on purpose, either; it just happened that way. like a trainwreck or a bad alias fanfic
intrikate88 : OMFG ALL THE DRINKS FOR YOU. Jesus god why would you do that.
montycrowley : I either made a splendid fool of myself or came across as quickwitted and charming (suspect 1st).NO, MOM, MULTIVITAMINS WILL NOT CONSOLE ME.
montycrowley : OOH OOOH OOH BUT I DID GET TO POKE AT A NICE BISECTED CADAVER, THAT WAS COOL.
intrikate88 : WHY DID YOU BRING ME HOME NO CADAVERS, WIFE?
montycrowley : the cadaver or the interview? the interview was so they could haze me on my science, the cadaver... because it was there.
intrikate88 : The interview, I meant. Anyone would poke the cadaver, duh. Did I ever tell you about best work lunch ever?
montycrowley : THAT SOUNDS LIKE AN IRISH BALLAD. "My internet wife went down to rhode island / but nary cadavers did she bring back"
montycrowley : "nary cadavers did she bring back / she did not bring back cadavers for tea / oh what a terrible internet girlfriend"
montycrowley : "now who'll come a-waltzing matilda with meeeeee"
intrikate88 : "waltzing cadaver, WALTZ-ing cadaver..."
intrikate88 : ...I think it has become necessary to repost all of this to LJ. Just sayin'.
montycrowley : dooooo it :) I didn't do the interview on purpose, either; it just happened that way. like a trainwreck or a bad alias fanfic