This would make a fortune on a college campus.

If I could star this 100 times, I would.

But those god-complex word vomits sound awesome when sung by Josh Groban.

Right? If you can't handle someone muttering "But WHY does he have PANTS?" during a movie, you are forbidden to view one with my people.

I, um...can't turn off my science brain at the movies. So you will hear me muttering if you sit next to me. My social group is good for an in-movie joke though, so we're good.

I see those booths all the time at the conventions, and one part of me is going WANT, and the other part of me is going OH HELL NO. Thankfully, my terrible eyesight has prevented me from ever being too terribly seduced by them.

I had to stop wearing contacts because of this (stupid allergies). Thankfully I gave up before I had any of those problems (I am so sorry, I'm cringing just thinking about it).

I'm doomed.

I can and do just that. But it gets ridiculous and easily lost in translation when you're talking about small blocks of time scattered throughout the week.

I hear you. My teaching schedule leaves me with such weird blocks of free time. No, really, I can't do Thursdays, ever. Or at least until next semester. Maybe.

We talked about my husband taking my name, quite seriously, for a long time (mine was simpler). But he's an only child, and I have a brother carrying on my family name, plus I was still young enough (no publications under the old name) that I could go either way. I took his name, and I make it work for me. When the…

Yay!

But I'm wearing my quark shirt today

But can you explain resistors by talking about people escaping from a burning building?

I feel very unsafe now.

Are you guys really conspiring against me?

Okay, that too. :)

The cats. The cats are the only thing keeping me safe.

Wait, wait wait! You can't have my job. I need my job. What if they like you better than me?!?! D:

Wow. Just wow. XD