Why buy the pig if the sausage is free? ;)

I discovered this effect after binging on my newly-discovered love of Swedish salt licorice. Eating a whole pound over a few days = holy green crap.

Yet... bottlenose dolphins are kind of assholes. I'm sure they think about it.

Find me a 32D and I will wear it. =/ I'm not spending any money on bras because women's rarely stock 32s and juniors don't stock D cups.

Orcas are dolphins. Really big dolphins.

Come hang out in Baltimore! More healthcare and art and waaaaaay less political assholery.

So I am moving to western Minnesota next summer. How much am I going to hate my life come winter?

I met an IRL friend on LoRD... Seth Able divorced me, and Dan was there to pick up the pieces of my character's broken heart. We met in person after we'd been game-married for like four months.

Read the study, or even just the abstract. You don't get published in Child Development with the shitty methodology you're accusing the authors of.

Now we know to look at that small percentage and figure out what's different about them and their experiences.

Yup yup. I dream about tornadoes, or occasionally the running-for-your-life-down-a-stairwell. Sometimes they catch me and stick me with a syringe, and then I wake up wondering if I am still alive. =/

Pleeeeeease do this. I will never forgive my last PI for (among other things) deliberately overbreeding our colony and then having me cull perfectly healthy mice. I would have been very happy to send them to a sweet retirement community.

Uggghhh sputum is the MOST disgusting thing ever. I've worked at an inpatient clinic; dipsticking pee (and one time that woman who peed on me), fecal occult blood testing, blood, no problem. But when I was testing saliva samples in grad school, I had to hold my breath, peek to aim the pipetter, turn away, gag,…

Purple turtlenecks.
A while back I decided I had to branch out... now I have some new blue turtlenecks. sigh

That red-purple-pink pair on the bottom left are on my feet at this very moment. Sooooooo soooffftt

Yup. You can pry my adolescent Anne McCaffrey collection from my cold dead arms.

If you live in Baltimore or roundabouts, consider The Book Thing.
All the books are free and you can take as many as you want... so don't go inside. Drop your books and run!

We'll start in St. Charles and work our way to rural BF Nowhere. Step One: we need a drunk bus!

I like them for a glass or two, but they're so sweet it's a hangover in a bottle.

I like them for a glass or two, but they're so sweet it's a hangover in a bottle.