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  <title>Absinthe Party</title>
  <subtitle>at the fly honey warehouse</subtitle>
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    <name>Brown Jacknife</name>
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  <updated>2009-11-10T23:15:46Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:brown_jackknife:81040</id>
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    <title>Ballacaust</title>
    <published>2009-11-10T23:15:46Z</published>
    <updated>2009-11-10T23:15:46Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Yeah, so I'm totally going to be a doctor and shit. Ain't no thang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Dusts off shoulder, drinks pinot noir, doesn't give a fuck*</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:brown_jackknife:80815</id>
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    <title>Grades are in</title>
    <published>2009-08-19T03:24:04Z</published>
    <updated>2009-08-19T03:51:16Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34S MCAT score.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a very, very happy camper. I need to add some top tier schools to my app.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's two points higher than my best practice exam. Not only this, but in my weakest section, physical sciences, I scored a 12.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whaaaaat the fuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still beside myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My pre-health adviser wants me to apply to the ivy leagues. How did this happen? When did I become an ivy leaguer? I slept every day in every math class I had in high school. I have more hours logged into WoW and Everquest combined than I care to consider. And I don't own a single cardigan. Not &lt;i&gt;one&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't get me wrong; I'm thrilled. But this all seemed to happen over night. It's been a complete whirlwind, and I'm standing here with all the opportunities in the world in front of me. But part of me wonders how I got here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly though, I doubt I'll get into an ivy league. My extracurriculars are strong, but not ivy league strong. We'll see though. I pretty certain I'll be going to a good school, at any rate.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:brown_jackknife:80419</id>
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    <title>An actual post</title>
    <published>2009-08-14T05:44:51Z</published>
    <updated>2009-08-14T05:47:22Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Could somebody explain to me what a "hipster" movie is? It seems to me to that many, sometimes respected, movie critics completely write off a movie simply because it fits the hipster moniker. But what does that actually mean?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not saying the remark isn't justified, just overused. I can identify a "hipster movie" when I see one, but regardless of this, I'm mystified as to what the set of criteria for such a film is. It can't simply be a movie featuring a soundtrack with lesser-known artists, but that is often how the title is ascribed. Not only this, but why, exactly, is a "hipster" movie a bad thing? God forbid 500 Days of Summer features a song by the Pixies in one scene. It must be pretentious &lt;i&gt;drivel&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bring all this up because, some weeks ago, I watched Away We Go, and for the most part, I enjoyed the film. I didn't feel the earth shift beneath me as I watched, but it was good all the same. And just today, I actually got to reading some reviews of the film at Rotten Tomatoes, and like my own take on the film, many critics received the film luke-warmly. Why? Because it "Narrowly manages to avoid the insufferably twee hipster cutesiness of, say, Juno, or any other works of Satan."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that's that's just so informative. Pay no mind the the film's actual flaws or strengths. Just demonize the work with a buzzword.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:brown_jackknife:80093</id>
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    <title>MCAT</title>
    <published>2009-07-07T21:07:01Z</published>
    <updated>2009-07-07T21:07:45Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So I've gotten to a point where I'm pretty consistent on my practice MCAT scores. Over the last three tests, I've gotten a 32, 31 and 31. You would think this would be good news, but analyzing the individual section scores reveals something else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Test 1:&lt;br /&gt;10P, 11V, 11B&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Test 2:&lt;br /&gt;10P, 11V, 10B&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Test 3:&lt;br /&gt;9P, 11V, 11B&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The nine in physical sciences on test 3 is what concerns me. Including previous tests (ones not mentioned here), my all-time best for the section is an 11. The fact that this score varies so much tells me that my knowledge is still sparse and needs improvement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Furthermore, a closer looks at my scores on biological sciences alone shows a great deal of room for improvement. For those of you who don't know, the biological sciences portion includes questions on organic chemistry and general physiology/biology. Of the organic chemistry problems, I've gotten more than 90% of them right on these last three tests. If I could replicate these kind of numbers for the other half of the questions, I could be scoring over 12. This is where my anthropology major hurts me. I took general physiology a year and a half ago, and I haven't taken the elective courses a more typical applicant (a micro major) has to strengthen this knowledge. I shouldn't see this as a concern though, I suppose, but rather as an opportunity to bring this section's score up with minimal studying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't remember the last time I got something other than an 11 on verbal. Hey guys, I can read!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I probably shouldn't bitch though. I've consistently scored above a 30, and that's been my goal since the beginning. July 17th, here I come.</content>
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    <title>Writer's Block: Comic Instinct</title>
    <published>2009-07-01T02:53:32Z</published>
    <updated>2009-07-01T02:53:32Z</updated>
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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:brown_jackknife:79592</id>
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    <title>Yay applications!</title>
    <published>2009-06-22T23:26:19Z</published>
    <updated>2009-06-22T23:26:19Z</updated>
    <content type="html">UCF, USF, UF, FSU, UM, Georgetown, George Washington, Boston College and Emory are the medical schools where I am applying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emory, Georgetown, Boston and UF are probably the hardest to get into, in that order. For some reason, the idea of living in DC is very appealing, and George Washington has similar acceptance statistics to USF. Of course, I'll be out of state though. I think Boston might be too cold, but I'm down with Atlanta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I figure FSU and USF are my "safeties," if you really want to call them that. They're still competitive, but if I can get above a 30 on the MCAT next month, I'm pretty sure I'll get into one of the two, and I know I can pull that off based on my practice tests. FSU is probably my last choice though. Tallahassee, blech, and I think their goal of producing community doctors is least in line with my career goals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if there is any one school I want to go to the most at this point, but I think I would be overjoyed if I got into UF, Georgetown, Emory, Boston, or Georgetown. FSU would only be attended begrudgingly and as a last resort. I really don't like Tallahassee, or the Noles for that matter.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:brown_jackknife:79266</id>
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    <title>Go see this</title>
    <published>2009-01-19T04:43:00Z</published>
    <updated>2009-01-19T04:43:00Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Everybody should see the Wrestler as soon as humanly possible.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:brown_jackknife:78931</id>
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    <title>Jiz</title>
    <published>2008-10-20T01:37:25Z</published>
    <updated>2008-10-20T01:37:25Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Last week in my genetics lab, my lab partners and I were doing a DNA extraction from salmon semen. After doing the extraction, we performed a serial dilution so that we may construct a graph based on concentration of DNA versus absorbance. The following exchange occurred.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We have some extra semen," my lab partner said. "How should we dispose of it?"&lt;br /&gt;"I think we just put it down the sink," I said.&lt;br /&gt;"Are you sure?" asked my lab partner.&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah," I said. "I mean, that's what I do with my semen at home, so I don't see why not."</content>
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    <title>I wonder</title>
    <published>2008-09-12T11:51:37Z</published>
    <updated>2008-09-12T11:51:37Z</updated>
    <content type="html">My morning coffee makes me poop almost 100% of the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does anybody else experience this phenomenon? I mean, caffeine is a stimulant, so I'd imagine it would stimulate the sympathetic nervous system, but the fact that it makes me poop suggests it stimulates the parasympathetic nervous system.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps I'll never know.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:brown_jackknife:78347</id>
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    <title>Bored a work</title>
    <published>2008-08-21T14:12:59Z</published>
    <updated>2008-08-21T14:59:03Z</updated>
    <content type="html">1) Copy this list into your blog or journal, including these instructions.&lt;br /&gt;2) Bold all the items you’ve eaten.&lt;br /&gt;3) Cross out any items that you would never consider eating.&lt;br /&gt;4) Optional extra: Post a comment here at www.verygoodtaste.co.uk linking to your results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The VGT Omnivore’s Hundred:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Venison&lt;br /&gt;2. Nettle tea&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;b&gt;Huevos rancheros&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Steak tartare&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;b&gt;Crocodile&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Black pudding&lt;br /&gt;7. &lt;b&gt;Cheese fondue&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Carp&lt;br /&gt;9. Borscht&lt;br /&gt;10. Baba ghanoush&lt;br /&gt;11. &lt;b&gt;Calamari&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. &lt;b&gt;Pho&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. &lt;b&gt;PB&amp;amp;J sandwich&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. &lt;b&gt;Aloo gobi&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. &lt;b&gt;Hot dog from a street cart&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Epoisses&lt;br /&gt;17. Black truffle&lt;br /&gt;18. &lt;b&gt;Fruit wine made from something other than grapes&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Steamed pork buns&lt;br /&gt;20. &lt;b&gt;Pistachio ice cream&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Heirloom tomatoes&lt;br /&gt;22. &lt;b&gt;Fresh wild berries&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Foie gras&lt;br /&gt;24. &lt;b&gt;Rice and beans&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. &lt;b&gt;Brawn, or head cheese&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. &lt;b&gt;Raw Scotch Bonnet pepper&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. &lt;b&gt;Dulce de leche&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. &lt;b&gt;Oysters&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. &lt;b&gt;Baklava&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. Bagna cauda&lt;br /&gt;31. &lt;b&gt;Wasabi peas&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. &lt;b&gt;Clam chowder in a sourdough bowl&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. Salted lassi&lt;br /&gt;34. &lt;b&gt;Sauerkraut&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. &lt;b&gt;Root beer float&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. &lt;b&gt;Cognac with a fat cigar&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. Clotted cream tea&lt;br /&gt;38. &lt;b&gt;Vodka jelly/Jell-O&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. &lt;b&gt;Gumbo&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. Oxtail&lt;br /&gt;41. Curried goat&lt;br /&gt;42. Whole insects&lt;br /&gt;43. Phaal&lt;br /&gt;44. Goat’s milk&lt;br /&gt;45. Malt whisky from a bottle worth £60/$120 or more&lt;br /&gt;46. Fugu&lt;br /&gt;47. Chicken tikka masala&lt;br /&gt;48. &lt;b&gt;Eel&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49. &lt;b&gt;Krispy Kreme original glazed doughnut&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50. Sea urchin&lt;br /&gt;51. Prickly pear&lt;br /&gt;52. Umeboshi&lt;br /&gt;53. &lt;b&gt;Abalone&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;54. Paneer&lt;br /&gt;55. &lt;b&gt;McDonald’s Big Mac Meal&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;56. Spaetzle&lt;br /&gt;57. &lt;b&gt;Dirty gin martini&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;58. &lt;b&gt;Beer above 8% ABV&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;59. Poutine&lt;br /&gt;60. Carob chips&lt;br /&gt;61. &lt;b&gt;S’mores&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;62. Sweetbreads&lt;br /&gt;63. &lt;strike&gt;Kaolin&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;64. Currywurst&lt;br /&gt;65. &lt;b&gt;Durian&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;66. &lt;b&gt;Frogs’ legs&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;67. &lt;b&gt;Beignets, churros, elephant ears or funnel cake&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;68. Haggis&lt;br /&gt;69. &lt;b&gt;Fried plantain&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;70. Chitterlings, or andouillette&lt;br /&gt;71. &lt;b&gt;Gazpacho&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;72. Caviar and blini&lt;br /&gt;73. &lt;b&gt;Louche absinthe&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;74. Gjetost, or brunost&lt;br /&gt;75. &lt;strike&gt;Roadkill&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;76. Baijiu&lt;br /&gt;77. &lt;b&gt;Hostess Fruit Pie&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;78. &lt;b&gt;Snail&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;79. Lapsang souchong&lt;br /&gt;80. Bellini&lt;br /&gt;81. Tom yum&lt;br /&gt;82. &lt;b&gt;Eggs Benedict&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;83. &lt;b&gt;Pocky&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;84. Tasting menu at a three-Michelin-star restaurant.&lt;br /&gt;85. Kobe beef&lt;br /&gt;86. Hare&lt;br /&gt;87. Goulash&lt;br /&gt;88. &lt;b&gt;Flowers&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;89. Horse&lt;br /&gt;90. Criollo chocolate&lt;br /&gt;91. &lt;b&gt;Spam&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;92. &lt;b&gt;Soft shell crab&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;93. Rose harissa&lt;br /&gt;94. &lt;b&gt;Catfish&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;95. &lt;b&gt;Mole poblano&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;96. &lt;b&gt;Bagel and lox&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;97. Lobster Thermidor&lt;br /&gt;98. &lt;b&gt;Polenta&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;99. Jamaican Blue Mountain coffee&lt;br /&gt;100. Snake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48/100&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not bad. I like to think I'm an adventurous eater.</content>
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    <title>bands</title>
    <published>2008-08-13T20:38:46Z</published>
    <updated>2008-08-13T20:40:36Z</updated>
    <content type="html">For no reason, here is list of musicians I've seen play live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ted Leo and the Pharmacists x 4&lt;br /&gt;Minus the Bear x 2&lt;br /&gt;Pixies&lt;br /&gt;Pinback&lt;br /&gt;Underworld x 2&lt;br /&gt;Girl Talk x2&lt;br /&gt;Radiohead&lt;br /&gt;Battles&lt;br /&gt;The Go! Team&lt;br /&gt;The New Pornographers x 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it's a pretty decent list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Side note: Why did Sleater-Kinney have to break up?</content>
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    <title>Ugh</title>
    <published>2008-07-27T06:53:28Z</published>
    <updated>2008-07-27T06:53:28Z</updated>
    <content type="html">If one more person complains about MTV not playing music, I will fucking shit a brick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MTV hasn't played music in &lt;i&gt;well over ten years&lt;/i&gt;, so your scathing critique of the channel hasn't been scathing for at least nine years. The horse is nothing more than kibble on top of a stained patch of crimson soil. Honestly, if you flip to MTV and expect to find anything resembling music, you deserve to watch whatever tripe they're passing off as entertainment.</content>
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    <title>;</title>
    <published>2008-07-11T11:42:18Z</published>
    <updated>2008-07-11T11:42:18Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Yesterday, in my physics class, we (finally) stopped studying the circuit and moved onto electromagnetic waves. I titled the day's notes thusly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; Light and Electromagnetic Waves Or: How I Learned to Stop Studying the Circuit and Love the Class&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously though, fuck circuits.</content>
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    <title>halp</title>
    <published>2008-07-07T00:57:52Z</published>
    <updated>2008-07-07T00:57:52Z</updated>
    <content type="html">While swimming today, I spent 10 minutes trying to figure out how to arrange two Funnoodles to achieve the best marriage between buoyancy and comfort.</content>
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    <title>butts</title>
    <published>2008-06-17T01:41:23Z</published>
    <updated>2008-06-17T01:42:41Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So my last three posts have been just as depressing as they have been intermittent. I seek to amend this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to Whole Foods today. I bought candied ginger, truffle oil, brie and wine, among other things. Somehow, I've become a foodie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I think I've decided on a topic for an undergraduate thesis. I want to analyze the relative levels of major histocompatability complex diversity (MHC) amongst populations of different levels of health care. My hypothesis is that, due to the MHC's integral role in the adaptive immune system as well as the great degree of allotypes, that there will be less diversity amongst populations with lower levels of health care. This is because I predict that in these populations, there is the selective pressure which requires a stronger adaptive immune response, and there would be positive selection for a particular set of MHC genes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am fully aware that this topic might be too ambitious, and that Cassie is the the only person who will read this and understand what the fuck I'm talking about. And if it's too ambitious, I am pretty much dead-set on analyzing the MHC in some way.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:brown_jackknife:76810</id>
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    <title>sad</title>
    <published>2008-06-13T21:17:19Z</published>
    <updated>2008-06-13T21:17:19Z</updated>
    <content type="html">My cat, Tarheels, had to be put to sleep today. We never knew how old she was; I found her eighteen years ago as a stray, and I think it's safe to say that my family gave her a better life than she would have had otherwise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always thought of her as my cat. I found her, and then I grew up with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll miss you, Tarheels.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:brown_jackknife:76603</id>
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    <title>;</title>
    <published>2008-06-07T02:01:33Z</published>
    <updated>2008-06-07T02:03:44Z</updated>
    <content type="html">When I listen to Sigur Rós, I feel like I'm ten years old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just walked home in the rain while crying. I arrive home, and I'm cold, wet and sad. I relate to my mother why I'm crying. She kisses me on the forehead, and tells me to take a shower. Upon my exit, she wraps me in a blanket which she just removed from the dryer; she had placed there with the express purpose of warming my cold frame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tell my mother why I cried, and slowly, enveloped in warmth, I fall asleep in her arms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is how I feel when I listen to Sigur Rós.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:brown_jackknife:76326</id>
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    <title>Poo-tee-weet?</title>
    <published>2008-05-06T12:21:10Z</published>
    <updated>2008-05-06T12:21:10Z</updated>
    <content type="html">"Billy went up the carpeted stairway and into his and his wife's bedroom. The room had flowered wallpaper. There was a double bed with a clock-radio on the table beside it. Also on the table were controls for the electric blanket, and a switch to turn on a gentle vibrator which was bolted to the springs of the mattress. The trade name of the vibrator was "Magic Fingers." The vibrator was the doctor's idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Billy took off his tri-focals and his coat and his necktie and his shoes, and he closed the venetian blinds and then the drapes, and he lay down on the outside of the coverlet. But sleep would not come. Tears came instead. They seeped. Billy turned on the Magic Fingers, and he was jiggled as he wept."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really love Kurt Vonnegut.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:brown_jackknife:76166</id>
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    <title>D:</title>
    <published>2008-03-27T19:33:42Z</published>
    <updated>2008-03-28T02:03:14Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Whenever I see a Hollister shirt emblazoned with "HCO," I mentally add the 1- superscript and think of bicarbonate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I just realized my last three posts have to do with chemistry. This is no mistake. This is what my life has become.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edit: I forgot to say this before, but fuck the subscript.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:brown_jackknife:75849</id>
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    <title>My chemistry lab is still stupid.</title>
    <published>2008-02-26T15:14:07Z</published>
    <updated>2008-02-26T15:15:02Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So I'm going through my normal Tuesday morning ritual at work of typing up this week's lab report, and I come across the final post lab question in my lab manual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see, this week's lab was about using titration to determine the number of metal cations in the water, thereby determining the degree of hardness. Fascinating, yes, but the last question in my lab manual mandates that I write an informal letter to a friend explaining my findings, and what they mean for him. This is supposed to make me used to talking about science in an informal setting, something that is completely alien to me, of course. At any rate, it's stupid, and I didn't take it very seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dear Super Friend,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	This is a matter of the utmost importance. Quick, now, run to your faucet. You don’t have a moment to spare! Yes, now drink that water. You drink it up! Does it taste somewhat metallic? Are you cringing as the peristaltic action of your esophagus takes that acrid fluid down to the bile in your stomach, a drink that sounds almost appetizing at this point? Well then, my friend, you might have &lt;i&gt;hard water&lt;/i&gt;. Try to keep your &lt;i&gt;fucking&lt;/i&gt; hat on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	You see, hard water is water that has a relatively large number of metal ions in it, such as calcium or magnesium. But fear not, faithful friend, these metal ions are not your foe. Sure, they can make your water taste less than appetizing, but surprisingly, they keep the nefarious entity known as heart disease at bay. Is your hat still on? Good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	As you’re well aware, I’m sure, I’m a scientist, and being that I’m a scientist, I do sciencey things, like perform science experiments. In my latest science experiment, I determined the hardness of our water to be “moderately hard” at 4.85 x 10-3 moles of metal cations per liter. If you hat was still on at this point, I think it’s likely I just blew it the &lt;i&gt;fuck&lt;/i&gt; off with that bit of trivia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	Well, this is good news because although hard water can be an inconvenience by causing some degree of drainage problems in pipes, the aforementioned health benefits outweigh this. Also, since the degree of hardness is not severe, these problems will likely be negligible. Also, hard water has been known to cause the skin condition known as eczema in newborns, but no one cares about those loud, screaming poop factories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	Oh, and seriously dude, empty the dishwasher. I swear, if I have to empty it one more time, I’m no longer going to share my Cracklin’ Oat Bran with you. Yes, I know you love Cracklin’ Oat Bran, but I’ve got to hit you where it hurts if I’m ever going to get you to do any work. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With love,&lt;br /&gt;Grant&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>chem lulz</title>
    <published>2008-02-12T14:04:27Z</published>
    <updated>2008-02-12T14:36:41Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Every week, I have to do a series of questions for my chemistry lab prior to doing the week's experiment. Every now and then, there is a question that is abysmally retarded, and I'm forced to restrain myself when I write my answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can restrain myself no longer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"3. Discuss why it would be difficult to measure the heat of reaction for the combustion of magnesium using a coffee cup calorimeter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This would be difficult because the Styrofoam of coffee cups tends to combust along with other things that combust in their proximity. This would be a woeful occurrence in a chemistry lab."</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:brown_jackknife:75362</id>
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    <title>_</title>
    <published>2008-02-07T01:40:39Z</published>
    <updated>2008-02-07T01:40:39Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;u&gt;To Do List&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Fuck bitches&lt;br /&gt;2. Get money</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:brown_jackknife:75105</id>
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    <title>Ugh</title>
    <published>2008-02-05T02:58:38Z</published>
    <updated>2008-02-05T02:58:38Z</updated>
    <content type="html">God damnit.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:brown_jackknife:74806</id>
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    <title>A harmless query</title>
    <published>2008-01-23T01:49:06Z</published>
    <updated>2008-01-23T01:49:06Z</updated>
    <content type="html">If the good die young, and the assholes live forever, should I start doing heroin?</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:brown_jackknife:74528</id>
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    <title>Work</title>
    <published>2008-01-15T14:00:50Z</published>
    <updated>2008-01-15T15:19:43Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Those that know me also know how much I love my job. If ever somebody mentions the word "work," or anything that rhymes with it, in my presence, I tend to gush about how much I enjoy my job. Generally, I go on about how great my coworkers are, and how I love the environment and attitude of my office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I don't generally mention my boss' boss, a man by the name of Celestino Marques. In our office he tends to stand out being that he is a man of at least 50 in an office of 20 somethings. At any rate, he is a Brazilian man who is jovial and out-going to a fault. Lend him your ear for a fraction for a second and he'll be telling you an immensely amusing story of his youth in the most endearing accent you've ever heard. This is while a patient is banging and vomiting on your window, of course. Regardless, Celestino is a joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At any rate, just now I went to get some coffee, and he brought up my recent travels to Italy. Celestino was upset that I never made it to Venice, and he made me promise that I will, one day, visit the city. In addition to this, he made me promise to do the following:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must go to Venice and visit the Piazza San Marco. While there, I must go to one of the many outdoor coffee shops and order a cappuccino and an estrega (Italian liqueur). Upon drinking both, I must close my eyes for five minutes and listen to the music. And when I return from Venice and see Celestino again, I must tell him what I saw when I closed my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I describe my job, it's not very glamorous. I answer phones, deal with upset, sick people and ask about yeasty vaginas, but despite this, it's the people that I work with that make my job so fulfilling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope to work here until I graduate, and that still seems too soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still in the vein of me loving my job, one of the nurses just brought in a crock pot of homemade clam chowder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuckin' MMM mmm</content>
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