Angel ,'Chosen'
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Meara: I want Erlenmayer flasks! And other cool chemistry lab stuff! Can I just peruse the catalogue and sigh and reminisce?
DX Machina: Don't you just love watching mad scientist sequences on TV where they clamp up all sorts of impressive condensers and soxhlet extractors on a rack, and then they ruin the effect by filling the cooling jackets with colored water.
Meara: Uh, I'm sure it's...uh...colored glycerin, really cold! yeah!!
They're so cute when they geek out and get all chemist bondy.
SeanK: ...found at your local chain book stor.
Emily: Is it animated?
SeanK: Hah! Pick on *my* typing, will you? I'll just go back and edit my post. Make you look like a crazy person. HAH!
Emily: Oh, come on, pick something with a challenge, would you? I am a crazy person.
In Natter.
Sophia Brooks in Natter:
I loved the time I told an actor to "brandish the TV antenna like a sword" and got told I "used too many big words"
Jenny G: Incidentally, I've always thought of long pig (human flesh) as the other, other white meat.
Do you think there's a market for vegetarian faux long pig? Soylent soy anyone?
Trudy Booth: Soylent soy is soy beans!
Soy Beaaaaaaaaaaaans!
Jilli VoiceofReason:
Last night at the club, we discovered that certain colored strobe lights will make my eyes flash neon green. Apparently it's quite striking when I'm out on the dance floor. Pity I can't just make it happen by strength of will.
Wise words from Scrappy's friend, quoted in Bitches:
As a friend once put it, "I don't want a man who loves the smart, funny, charming parts of me, because EVERYONE loves that part of me. I got that covered. I want a man who loves the cranky, tired, dull part of me. "
Allyson in Natter:
I always hear that smokes are more addictive than heroin. But with heroin, you get health insurance carriers and work programs designed to give you 30 days of care and methadone and shit.
With smokes, people tell you to Hang Tough like New Kids on the Block and give you a lollipop. Fuckers. I want methadone and a stark white room in a clinic. Except instead of everyone sitting in a circle, smoking, and telling war stories, we all sit around a circle and shoot heroin and tell war stories.
In Bitches...
Erikaj: Hi, Bitches. Busy day here today, got some books for an article I'm writing, on spec, as usual...I almost typed on Hec, which would be a completely different experience entirely.
Hec Hec on Spec - that's Dr. Seuss, right?
Erikaj "I will not write it with a mouse," "I will not write it in a house. For they won't read it in a chair, they will not read it anywhere."
I'm catching up on the discussions we had at WX. and this is Nutty talking about small versus large communities:
you can live a really long life in a smallish, isolated part of the world, and die by degrees as your organs fail one by one, or you can live in a busy city, meeting lots of new people, and catching all of their germs, and you die young and possibly with blood coming out of every orifice
scrappy, in Bitches:
I am woman, hear me roar-- "Ow. where's the damn Ibuprofen?"