Whoa. Greetings and salutations. It has been far too long . . . for those of you concerned I had had some kind of misadventure with a flask of E. Coli, the autoclave, or chloroform, and was lost to the world forever, rest assured: I live! It seems the best way to go about this update without it turning into 10kg of chocolate in a bite-size
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So does your mouse have to have a particular gene knocked out, or aren't they fussy? Sounds... tricky. Like that game The Incredible Machine where you try to achieve something very specific using a rather stunning level of indirection. You'd 0wn at that. ;)
As far as your mother goes... eh, I'd say same town okay, same building HIDEOUS. Tell her stories about your inconsiderate neighbours. Or just tell her you'll have no social life if she's in the building, and therefore no grandkids. ;)
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Glad to hear about the new apartment. Am looking forward to seeinging pictures.
As for antichrist momma, don't let her move into your building, for the love of God! That just spells trouble. Tell your landlord she smokes crack and has a hobby of clogg dancing. Show her much better places, anything, it just spells trouble if she were to move in.
Good luck my friend.
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Quite the pleasure making your aquaintance on Sat nite at Kev's, Miss Molly. You held your own more than quite able-ish-ly in the geek-pits.
Viewings of "The Wild World of Batwoman" and tons and tons of Sid and Marty Krofft flaked out on sofa cushions spread on the floor in a purplishly-blue-ish smoke-filled room must be on the order of the day sometime in the Novo Annum.
Much fun to be had, and please please please feel free to add back.
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