NUR

Ahh the joys of a dissection lab! 5 hours and many hand washings later my hands smell like a few kinds of soap (bubblegum included, thats the scent of the soap in the lab), hand lotion, and dissection. No matter what you do that scent just sticks. Even through gloves. Today it was Bridget (our mink) that had the particular honour of stinking me up. I named her Bridget 'cause she's slippery, and kinda cool. Much like YoSaffBridge. I would have prefered to call her that, or even Yolanda or Saffron, but I took a lot of harassment for naming our shark Willemina. I though that Bridget was the safe way to go. So my Firefly-y reason for this blog: My brain works in strange and mysterious ways and often will make incredible leaps of odd logic from one thing to another (hence the mink named after Saffron). Today it was all about "I shaved my beard for you, devil-woman!" I guess bringing Bridget back out of her preserving fluid just got me thinking of the return of Saffron and then I just couldn't get it out of my head. I was tempted to pick her up and re-inact the scene but I'd already made her do little dance on the table top and I didn't need anymore odd looks today. I don't mind them at all, you just have to carefully pace them :tongue: In other lab related news its official, Jeremiah* is in love with me. I present the following evidence A)he touched my bum last week in lab B)there was flirtatious teasing on his part this week C)while sitting next to me he rubbed his leg against mine and most importantly D)he wore his blue dissecting gloves again today(see previous blog "2 by 2" for the explanation). If that isn't love I don't know what is. *names have been changed to protect the privacy of bum touching, leg rubbing, blue glove wearing T.A.'s named Wallace the Squallus ~Nur www.thecherryorchard.net

STIZO

...it's called Steam. For those of you who have no idea what I'm talking about, you know true happiness; but just so you know, Steam is a bug-ridden program that plagues online gamers. Any other gamers out there hate this thing as much as I? Want to know why I hate it? My Adventures with Steam: 1) Installation problems. Had to get a diffrent copy of install file. 2) Kept freezing after trying to update. Had to reinstall to fix. 3) After creating an account, I was repeatedly unable to login. Had to reinstall to fix. 4) When trying to install Day of Defeat, it kept saying my CD-key is invalid, even though I posess a valid legal key. 5) After repeatedly trying to install DoD. It had finally 'claimed' to do so. It even said it was updating DoD. However, when I try to play, it asks for my CD-key and goes back throught the install process. 6) Still refuses to work. sounds like quality software to me...

JAVIDRHO

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LASTSTARFIGHTER

Entry log 0098-2068 The subject is NSC, it has no visible respiratory systems and its mind has no cerebral core. " God I hate aliens " Simmons said to himself "Their so... impossible, how can this little bastard that took out six marines not be able to think?" "Or breath for that matter" Simmons looked up expecting to see Dr.Harman, he was always looking to move in on his research. And as always, he was here again. "So what’ve we got here? Simmons" "Well 'I' have a new species of covenant" "Now Simmons, come on you know were on the same team, we shouldn’t be fighting each other, remember, he's the enemy, not me." "Yea well I guess, the last time you took credit for my work, you were working for the betterment of man kind, not yourself." “Of course, you know your smarter than me, not all of us are experimental ‘Thirds’.” Just the mention of word, third, sent a shock wave of anger through his entire body. Due to the act of Congress in 2035, that stated all families are entitled to only two children unless given special permission by the government. Just the simple fact of him being born had caused him ridicule and torture growing up. Due to his parents ‘perfect’ genes the government decided to let them have a ‘Third’. The only difference with his birth, was that while in the womb he was monitored to see what exactly happened to make him a so-called, genius. He had always been used, from the time he was born he was a human experiment always used for the new brain treatment, the first to test out the new programs on the computer or leading the scores on all I.Q. tests. Yea, it was really fun to be smart… especially all the kids making fun of him and the parents not letting his only friend stay over at his house. Not to mention correcting his girl-friend every time she tried to hold a decent conversation, he didn’t mean to, it just happened. Of course being a third wasn’t all-bad, he could easily win any academic award, he could speed read four times faster then any other human, and he could type over three hundred words a minute. You could say that after his adolescent years, life was pretty good. Yea there were the occasional ass-holes and people trying to bring him down, but other than that, he could cope with the ability to come up with any equations solution in about two seconds. All was great until the covenant came… It was September 11, 2049 the day was full of celebration, remembering those fallen victims of over four decades ago, when the sun blacked out all over the world. At first people thought it was an eclipse, well until the guy next to you was suddenly blown away by a blast of immense light that could pierce through any keflar. When a person first sees a covenant they think “Monkey” because that’s what they resemble with their body armor on, but they quickly turn from monkey to man killing machine in about four and a half seconds. Their fairly easy to kill, much like humans, a couple of shots to the body or one to the head could put one down easily, the only problem was there are about six trillion covenant and about sixty billion humans. Out of these covenant three trillion are specifically military forces bent on colonizing other worlds, with only two million humans ready for war. At first we thought they were attacking us due to some misunderstanding, that they feared us… yea a covenant fearing a human… that quickly faded as they strategically destroyed each of our capitols all over the world from space. All humans know the first war was won on the ground because the covenant as, mindless as they were, had not counted on Earth’s gravity to be so much more than theirs. Each of their ships crashed as soon as they entered the earth’s ion-sphere thus not allowing them to attack us from the skies and letting us stick to Earth’s warfare. Even though we were able to fight on the ground, that still didn’t stop them from wiping out entire regiments like grain to the scythe. “Simmons” the loud speaker blared “Report to the bridge.” “Well, looks like the captain wishes to make your

DRACOS

Thats right. I came home today to find that one of my lizards had piled all the sand into one corner of the cage and laid some eggs. I'm going out to pick up some stuff for an incubator an about an hour but until then, Uru. Should be interesting to say the least. She's never laid eggs before so Im assuming that theyve been fertilized. Im kind of worried though, this is way out of natural breeding season and she's now very very skinny (not good in a Uromastyx). I guess Ill see what happens in three months. Good day all.