It's all in the name of research.

edit: That just dumbed down my rebel self, huh?

See, doing something illegal as research is the mark of the Criminal Mastermind. Run-of-the-mill criminals just do illegal things to do them.

Speaking of masterminds, a book for Gud and MM: [link]

Oooooo...I'm a Criminal Mastermind! How cool is that?!

Apparently, though, I'm a Criminal Mastermind who really should be writing her lab report.

Raq, the ipod bartender thing looks neat. I use mine almost exclusively for work, so it's not terribly practical. Apple keeps seducing me with the nano, damn them. The shuffle is awfully cute, too. But I don't NEED one just for me. Get thee behind me, Satan Apple!

Cass, glad drunken energy worked well for you. I've never experienced anything unusual in massages before, so when this steady client started developing some odd reactions we decided to play around with it (for almost 2 hours!). I don't know what it all means, but he was able to feel really relaxed and calm and see pretty colors.

Susan, hope you are feeling better this morning.

Lab report is done! Yay!

That is until my TA rips it apart later this morning. And I had to hand-draw the diagrams, so if one is wrong, I have to redo every one on that page. So, wish me no wrongness!

Must shower!

Gwyneth Paltrow's daughter is satan? That might explain the name.

blah, bored today.

Weekend: went to visit my grandmother who is now living in senior community (she lives independently in a condo/apartment type space) Still... kind of depressing. She misses her home and I can only imagine how annoying it is to start a new social live at the age of almost-90.

We are going to try to visit her more often, hopefully Saturday day trips will be manageable, because that would be optimal for all involved. (it's about a 2 - 2.5 hour trip each way)

My grandmother also pawned a mink stole off on me, which I DO NOT WANT, but she told me to sell it on eBay and make some money. I knew she was going to do that, and was prepared to say no, but she suckered me into it somehow anyway. Dammit. Does anyone have any knowledge on minks, values of said, and how to sell a stole? I was also thinking about selling it on commission at one of those places that does that.

I need that thing out of my house toot sweet.

Timelies.

vw I hope your doctor is cooperative. Right now I'm in the Excel 1 training and I've learned new stuff! My supervisor suggested I take Word 1 but I was all "I know that stuff!", turns out I could learn somethings.

I'm ded ded ded from all the lethal baby cuteness. Only caffiene is keeping me awake long enough to actually learn.

Every baby should have a plush Cuthulu to drool over.

My friend said the naming convention there apparently is still Given Name + [Dad's Given Name + Son/Dottir]. So, right now, nobody in the family has the same name.

As a result, people are organized in the phone book by their first names.

At Ellis island these not-family-names of Scandinavian immigrants suddenly turned into family names.

I'm thinking Elder Gods do not much care for being drooled upon. Howsomever, there was much Buffista-baby cuteness yesterday.

I have acchieved pendant-y goodness. I wonder if any of Dan's cameras are capable of getting a closeup of the crystal in the setting I made - fine (34 guage) silver wire, some silver colored beads, and leather cord which I braided.