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Dear Brain,
Dear Brain,
Stop wandering and start concentrating on functions of x.
Thank you. -
Of course he has it
Over the years, I have come to standstills in many projects because I lack a key ingredient or tool. I know that for best results I should use wire cutters or whatever else I need, but since I am a cheapskate who generally just wants results, I make do with whatever is lying around. The results are not best and generally look disgusting. Then I ( Read more... ) -
A word on words...
I don’t often listen to modern-day music, but I had the radio on a few days ago, and I was very much amused by the rhymes. Just because something can be forced to rhyme with something else doesn’t mean that it should be so forced.
Poor little words. Being abused like that. Forced into iambic pentameters and abab-- on a side note, no song ( Read more... ) -
The problems of a writer...
When writing a female love interest into a TV show script, writers are confronted with a difficult problem: how to get rid of said female. Last night I watched Horatio Hornblower: The Wrong War. And contrary to everything in the book, Hornblower falls in love. Getting a distinct Kirk vibe here. *gives a Spock eyebrow* So he falls in love ( Read more... ) -
The story of the pulling of my wisdom teeth
My icon depicts how I feel about everything. I am drugged and things that aren't funny are hilarious. By the way not responsible for typos and incoherentness. I just took pain pills and marked drowsiness is occurring. Yesterday I was seeing double and staggering into walls. It was funny. I'll begin at the beginning.
We got to the teeth people ( Read more... ) -
Ramblings from the chemist
I got to play with my chemistry set today. I wuv my ickle cute beakers. *fondles them* I got to mix a chemical, play with a pipette (essentially an eyedropper), mess with boiling water (burned myself), and use a Celsius thermometer!!! Yay! A happy day for me except for the burned finger part.
Other breaking news for today:
I CONQUERED A FEAR ( Read more... ) -
The desire for change...
When Kelsi and I got home from church last night, I made a declaration.
"I hate our room! I feel claustrophobic!" I raised my voice to a semi-frenzied screech. "There are too many people living in here!!!"
"Ninety-nine organisms-suh." said Kelsi, referring to the number of ants we had found in our room earlier that day. Ew!
I looked at her coldly. " ( Read more... ) -
Spoons
I love spoons. -
In which Abi bakes a cake...
Today is my mom's birthday, so I thought I'd be a nice daughter and bake her a cake. It was a double-layered fudge marble cake. It was also a box mix. Easy, right? Of course right. Well, everything went swimmingly until I took it out of the pan. It had fallen on one side and had about a 23 degree slope. Thankfully, both layers looked like that, so ( Read more... )