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Samantha joined our family at 10 weeks old. This little bundle of energy is loving life and exploring everything! Walks and runs are favorite activities as well as "stealing" the kids' stuffed animals and running through the house with her capture. She is very soft and fluffy and truly a sweetheart. She is learning that frequent pictures of her will be part of her life!
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A carrier.
A "sleeper zombie," if you will. Remember 28 Weeks Later*, how there was that genetic trait that allowed them to carry but not be affected by the Rage Plague? Look how primates transmit dozens of deadly diseases that they are immune to, but we're not. Hell, there are people that are immune to HIV. To top it off, look at the woman in Russia at the end of World War Z. It's world repopulation time. You do the math as to how this could spread.
Hell, nobody has to be infected to cause widespread death- people would go apeshit if suddenly anyone could be a zombie just waiting to infect people. I'm sure they'd figure out a way to screen it, but they'll never get everybody.
*YES I KNOW THIS IS NOT A ZOMBIE MOVIE.
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contemplative - Music:Voltaire "land of the dead"
with finals and thesis deadlines coming up, stress levels among grad students at uc-berkeley have been running high (which means attention to the finer points of, say, apostrophe use, are running low). and now there’s a lunch thief on the loose!
sadly, says our submitter, the note’s multi-pronged approach (guilt, threats, helpful advice) seems to have had no effect; the lunch thief remains at large. the next course of action? “we’re considering planting laxative-laced desserts.”
related: it must have been a pretty big bite
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amused
Florida substitute teacher fired, accused of wizardry
Piculas recently did the 30-second trick in front of a classroom at Rushe Middle School in Land 'O Lakes.Piculas said he then got a call from the supervisor of teachers, saying he'd been accused of wizardry.
"I get a call the middle of the day from head of supervisor of substitute teachers. He says, 'Jim, we have a huge issue, you can't take any more assignments you need to come in right away,'" he said.
Piculas said he did not know of any other accusations that would have led to the action.
The teacher said he is concerned that the incident may prevent him from getting future jobs.
This is a post about my sister and her friend, who were truly interesting cooks when they were teenagers. Interesting, in that they had some pretty stupid ideas. Thankfully, my sister has since learned (for the most part) to pay attention to what she’s doing and that you can’t always substitute some things. However, she’s still working on it (and yes, she is one of those people who puts something in the oven and then wanders away, how did you know?).
Cooking Disaster #1:
My sister invited a different friend over for lunch one day and decided to cook them both hotdogs. At the last second, my sister decided she would have some leftover salad instead. They were about halfway through eating when her friend mentioned that the hotdogs didn’t taste quite right. She pulled them out of the buns and examined them to find that, you guessed it, my sister had neglected to take the plastic off of the hotdogs before cooking and serving them.
Cooking Disaster #2:
For whatever reason, my sister and her friend decided to bake a cake. They got out a recipe book and were following it pretty closely… except for one tiny problem. The cake could be made as a chocolate cake or a lemon cake. But they mistakenly interpreted that as a chocolate and lemon cake. I wasn’t around for the final result, but according to my mother, it was pretty disgusting.
Cooking Disaster #3:
My sister wanted to bake a cake for a friend’s birthday, but we didn’t have any food coloring for the icing. After contacting her friend, they started looking around for something that could dye the icing purple. Well, it just so happened that we had some Kool-Aid packets lying around. So they tore open a package of Sour Grape and mixed it in. I think I can honestly say that’s one birthday cake that the ‘birthday boy’ won’t forget – my sister said he nearly threw up after he tried it.
Me: Oh, I only applied to _______, and I fall under automatic admission, so I'm already done.
Friend 1: I'm not even applying anywhere - I haven't taken the SATs yet, or anything. I'm just going to go to the community college my first year.
Friend 2: (points to a large - around 15 colleges high - stack of envelopes in front of him) I'm applying to all of these.
So, my first friend grabs the envelopes and starts flipping through them. All of a sudden, we here, "Hey, (Friend 2), what's St. Anford? Is it some religious college?"
He takes the envelope, and - looking very confused - reads the address. He hands it back to her, trying not to laugh, and says, "Ummm... (Friend 2), that's Stanford." Blank look. "As in, the Ivy League university."
"Ohhhhh..."
Meanwhile, all of the rest of us are in tears we're laughing so hard. Friend 2 then asked Friend 1 how she got into a gifted and talented school again.
So, I was gone for a week to attend a WORLD business conference for one of the two twelve-step programs I belong to. It was very uplifting, if you dig being in a room with over 300 people in one hotel ballroom saying The Serenity Prayer in a multitude of languages. The volunteer coordinator was pleased with me and dubbed me assistant volunteer coordinator. It even said so on my badge and gave me that Dwight K. Schrute glow of satisfaction.
It was really uplifting to help others, get pats on the head, hugs and a boost of confidence that I really need and don't get at work. But I came back to work today just in time for The Day of Screaming Children and The Parents Who Don't Even Hear Them Anymore. My ears are still ringing.
I also got to work with a species I've truly come to dread: The Completely Computer Illiterate Person Who Is Going to Have a Coronary Right Fucking Now If They Don't Get Their Resume Out Right This Fucking Second. Love it. Just love it. If they'd just calm down and let me click the mouse button once or twice we could wrap it up in seconds, not a quarter or an hour.
But I'm back now with an adjusted attitude. I would also like to crow that I am (as of today) four years, two weeks, and three days sober and I also have been abstinent from my eating disorder for 315 days. (Struts around room). I also clock my last depressive episode around Xmas 2007.
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awake
here be the instructions.
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content
After that devastating earthquake, that's some good news, People. News via CNN.
This can only mean more snow rolling in preparation for the Olympics.
Su playing in the snow, originally uploaded by kjdrill.
Su really loves snow!, originally uploaded by kjdrill.
Yoga Master, originally uploaded by kjdrill.
Hilarious Su Lin, originally uploaded by kjdrill.
Rolling around in the snow, originally uploaded by kjdrill.
That's one happy panda!!, originally uploaded by kjdrill.
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