when copracat's right; she is right

[grissecon]

Oh, yeah.

Now go take the thingy, as I trust the crazy lil' MIT peeps to do something interesting with any data that is provided.

On a random yet, peripherally related note, the MIT campus has this one building that has always fascinated/creeped me the fuck out. It's a fairly standard multiple-classroom squarish thing. Except for the fact that one whole wall of it is see-through. Yep. When walking through the yard it bears an eerie resemblance to those maze-thingies that behavioral science types like to stick mice in.

Always made me happy that I didn't apply. That building makes me all paranoid when I'm just walking past it. I'd be a(n even bigger) basket case if I had to go to class there.

I think there something else I was going to write about but, a new hair color (might possibly be blonder, kittendelicious!) and a few surfers-on-acid have wiped it all away. Oh, well. I'll fill you in once the hangover arrives. *g*

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[copracat]

And when she's wrong*? :)

*Well, obviously I'm never wrong, but hypothetically speaking.

[grissecon.livejournal.com]

and when she's wrong... she's -right-in-subtle-ways-your-utter-lack-of-intellect-and/or-common-sense-make -you-unable-to-discern? *g*

I'll vouch for it. LOL

[copracat]

How DO I fit all that onto an icon?

[grissecon.livejournal.com]

You probably don't remember this at all... but with the big damn movie coming up; I got inspired. *g*

11? No.

[copracat]

There is no number on the knob high enough to match the volume of my squee.

*is dead from glee*