
Shitty camera-phone quality as I couldn't be arsed to break out the scanner.
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Tue 5 Mar 2013, 22:23,
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Absolutely shattered after today. Showed a group of 4th-year students the raisin lava lamp as part of a very, very serious lecture on inorganic separation techniques. Spent far too long putting that lecture together...
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Tue 5 Mar 2013, 22:27,
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One chap even had 2 seizures.
Git.
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Tue 5 Mar 2013, 22:30,
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Git.

and got $40 a time - saved up enough to buy herself and her sister a bike each. All she had to do was look at a picture and say what it was and you could see what parts of her brain were firing up. There was a really odd signal at one point where she'd tried to think of a smart-arsed answer. Nothing wrong with her - they were just using her as a control for some analysis on stuttering.
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Tue 5 Mar 2013, 22:41,
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I keep meaning to continue reading the collected works of Lovecraft, but I'm struggling to get back into it. There's only so many stories with the main character fainting I can read in a month.
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Tue 5 Mar 2013, 22:30,
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It struck me at first that there was nothing significant about his works, nothing that should affect any sane person.... It was a week later that I noticed the subtle, fluting whistling, almost below the level of perception, clearly not the product of human lips. It seemed to follow me. While I remained at home, it remained outside, and I seemed to be safe. When I went about my errands during the day, the whistling was present, but distant sounding, and it did not concern me greatly. At night... oh, at night, how different it was! I could never catch clear sight of the whistling entity, always it seemed to be behind a wall other than the one I looked over, and when I did that, the whistling changed, seeming to announce my presence, my curiosity... and then, worse, I would hear a response from afar, almost inaudible, but still there....
At nights, now, I remain inside. I hear the whistling. I still know not what it might bring; but it may yet be the end of man.
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At nights, now, I remain inside. I hear the whistling. I still know not what it might bring; but it may yet be the end of man.

think someone suggested 'lost consonants' for an image challenge a while back
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Tue 5 Mar 2013, 22:48,
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*surreptitiously hands over bundle of twenties in brown envelope*
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Tue 5 Mar 2013, 23:08,
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would be an ace film as well, Bruce Lee VS the old ones
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Tue 5 Mar 2013, 23:38,
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And not being much of a t-shirt person, this should be encouraging.
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Tue 5 Mar 2013, 23:29,
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