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Everyone is always complaining about noise in space, but no one ever complains about one of the great Sci-Fi cliches (at least Sci-Fi fanfiction) having to huddle for warmth because the life support syestems turn off.
Space is a vacum, not cold in the normal sense and in both the space shuttle and the soace station they don't have a heating syestem they have raditors that let off the extra heat generated by all the peoples bodies into space. It is a reallly fun cliche, but the science just keeps bothering me.

A cricket, and probably not.

Dear Swine Flu
This is tree sex season, Many people are allergic to tree sex, and we are wandering about coughing/sneezing/looking awful but entirely non contagious. I am now afraid to sneeze in public. Please consider your timing better
No Love
No I am not going to kill you with a sneeze.
PS because of you my school is considering canceling finals.

Cadbury Mini Eggs, and now that lent is finally over I can eat all that I want ;-)

First Porn in No gravity!
My exploration of space teacher always has a power point unning during the begining of class with interesting facts and this week in space, stuff like that. Today tucked in among the real stuff were fake slides. Warren Buffet is going to make first no-grav porn "to boldly come," Kennady banned Cuban Cigars in space, and the Russians tried to blow up Apollo 11's landing site but they missed and the rocket came back and exploded over Sibera.
Then we talked about the pyshics of Sex in space, I think the answer would have to be some sort of stretching sleeping bag thingy, though magnets and some sort of harness were also suggested

I like spring, especially now that I'm at college and there's concret so I don't have to trudge through the mud. I like the birds and maple syrup season and the warmth. Also nancing anbout in springy skirts and frolicing

When I was 13 I shaved my head and my friend and I decided to try and trick the teacher by proclaiming me a new student named Fred, after a cartoon charecter I used to draw for her. the trick didn't last but the name stuck and I remained Fred for several years (at the same time cross dressing and keeping the short hair. oh the many many interesting conversations that lead to. Including my science teacher calling my mom to say what a fine young son she had.)
My other friend already knew someone who went by Fred the god, so I became Fred god of fill in the blank.

I actually am giving up desert for forty days for lent. We'll see how sugar deprived I am at the end.

If you are still hungry, eat another fortune cookie.

All the retired women in the church kayak/skiing group are going to go skiing on tuesday and then get together to have lunch and watch Obama be sworn in. they are entirely awesome.
EDIT: is there a particular reason Lj doesn't recognize Obama as a word yet?

Comfortable always comfortable. I didn't start wearing jeans as a kid until they stopped selling tights in my size.

Well quite wackily for an agnostic I love going to our little presbyterian church in the village, My whole family used to go there before my mom started working weekends as a nurse and now it's mostly just me and my best friend Jer (who is Christian but never went to church before we started going) We're the only ones there in our age group because college students aren't a big part of the church and most of the people still believe that Jer is actually my brother and those that know him still have not grasped the concept that we are not dating.
I love the little old ladies who always ask about my mother and the middle age women who I go kayaking with during the summers and I adore my minister who is a crazy woman with a bachelors in neurology and who mentioned darwin at my graduation service in front of the Baptists.
Also coffee hour is awesome as long as you avoid the sandwiches, it may look like cheddar, but it's actually pureed carrots and cream cheese

He hath been knitted, and it was began on the night of the turkey and it was done on the night of christ mass and it is sort of like a goat and sort of like an Alligator and sort of like a squid as it hath been written, and in no way does it's body resemble a carrot, no matter what anyone else tells you.

It's finals week(s) and I only have one final test, but I've spent the last few weeks being buried by essays (still two to go, one short one where I shall preform magic and apply CHe Guevara's theories on sovereignty to a Bronte novel and one longer but easier one where I explain to president Obama that Gitmo is a bad bad thing made of bad, but in an objective social sciency sort of way)
Except I've spent a fair amount of what should have been essay time sitting in the hallway with Chris the tie-dyed, knitting while he makes chain mail. In case you skipped that he makes Chain Mail! which is awesome and muscle building and also hilarious because we are in the public hall and every five minutes a random student goes by.
Random student: walks by not paying attention, sees chain mail, stops, blinks, stares: What on earth are you doing?
Chris: Making chain mail it's fun, pick it up.
Random student: falls on floor under weight, looks at me in my lawn chair: And you what are you doing.
Me: Knitting ugly meat coloured yarn, it's craft corner.
To make it utterly fantastic Chris has decided that instead of carrying said chain mail home in his bag he's going to wear it, on the bus. He shall be prepared for any sort of public transport mayhem, unless of course the mayhem requires speedy fleeing, in which case he may be rather unprepared.

Squid, the giant squid always wins. It has the power of Cuthulu

Because you'll wake up the polar bears.
But seriously, there is a light in the freezer.

Dear College,
I love you for the mini riot. I live on a huge block of dorms so the CNN announcement and immediate shouting two seconds later was amazing. As was my suitemate hauling me outside in my flip flops and blanket. It was definitely worth it to go stand around in the cold in the crowd of happy bouncy shouting people. NO MORE BUSH EVER!
love

Dear RA's
Come on, we could have rioted for another few minutes. It was a happy thing and no one was doing property damage, let us have our moment.
no love

Dear America
Love

I've been absurdly busy at college, but it's been good. I like my classes, I like my school (I love my school actually) and I'm surrounded by amazing people who are all the right kind of crazy.
Oh, and I've managed to successfully engineer two tea parties, which has always been something I wanted to do as is made infinitely easier when you live close by an awesome bunch of people.

I now have a SONIC SCREWDRIVER! thank you three month late graduation gift. Between this and my Doctor who scarf I now know my halloween costume.

Tragically though I can't install the batteries right now because it needs a SCREWDRIVER to open! oh curse you cruel irony.