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1211 days ago
I've moved. I'm on a different blog server now. So end the plain clothes ninja's misadventures of MSN. If you want to keep visiting, add a comment with your email and I'll send you the url. See you on the flip side! ~Plain Clothes Ninja
1212 days ago
I’ve commenced a new literary endeavor with the manuscript “Eragon” by Christopher Paolini. I’ve heard many virtuous things about it and was captivated. It’s established a great deal of its consideration for the reason that the novelist inscribed it when he was sixteen years mature. Now I’ve been enlightened to the fact that it achieves a greater standing as the booklover progresses. However, I am evaluating page 52 and I have had one fearful understanding. A thesaurus in the hands of a pre-adult who reads a good deal too much science fiction is a perilous thing. [In all truth, I hear it is a good read and I respect any kid with an imagination like this. He will make an excellent author one day. But today I read he something like "He peered over the vast and featureless lanscape, beautiful and harsh" and felt I needed a blog to make it to the end of this one.]
1217 days ago
I am offended to the point of blogging. Yesterday while walking to school I stopped to look in a window of a fashion boutique. The manequin was wearing a pair of jeans and a simple, tight fitting tank top. I knew I had no hope of fitting into the jeans displayed and have mostly come to terms with the fact that manequins seem to have been getting thinner over the years and the fashion world is still not ready to dress people of my size. My size being healthy and not stick thin. (See pics if you want proof) After countless dissapointed sighs in the dressing room I've come to grips with the fact that fashion doesn't fit. But I had hope, I thought that things would get better and women wouldn't be made to feel terrible if they were over 100 pounds. Apparently I was wrong. After taking a better look at the manequin at the shop I realized that proturding through the tight fitting tank top was a manufactured rib cage. I could point out three ribs below the breast! A ...
1222 days ago
I was reading some journal articles today to verify the that 25 reactions I randomly chose to describe my experiment were actually physcially possible. So far I've been inputting data and using it with already defined equations and seeing if it makes physical sense. For those not in the scientific know this translates into the equivalent of Numerical Madlibs. Nothing special. But today I came across the name for these types of calculations. Bear in mind that this is nothings special and takes more strength in the face of tenacity than brains. According to the Journal of Physical Chemistry I am carrying out Quasirelativistic Density-Functional Calculations ! Whooho! I can at least describe my research and sound like a mini-Einstien, even if I don't know what I'm doing. "Development of Surface Reaction Mechanism for the Catalytic Partial Oxidation of Methane on Dual Bed Platinum/Nickel Short Contact Time Reactors using Quasirelativistic ...
1223 days ago
I have been battling an ant problem in my bathroom. It was really getting to me. They were scurrying everywhere but hadn't reached any food stuffs so I didn't pay it too much attention. But then came the weird larvae things, which were disgusting. Then came the ants to eats these disgusting larvae things alive. *Shudder* It became too much for me. Out came the ant traps. I once read a book that was prefaced by a quote which I will hideously paraphrase now, "Be it an ant or and elephant, death is the same." So I've taken this way too close to my heart and spent a great deal of time watching these poor ants eat the poison, start walking funny and then starting to convulse. I did the only thing I could, I watched for ants that seemed to get the worst of the poison and on the verge of tears I mercy squished them. See, the problem is not the infestation of ants crawling all over my bathroom, but the fact that I had to eventually kill them. It's very unsettling. ...
