* so I am here in France now and the weather is eminently more reasonable! the Med is hella cold though.

* Perpignan seems to have more than its fair share of crying babies. or maybe the studio we are renting is on baby street? or maybe these things are sent to test me.

* currently I am mad because some complete wanker on the internet claims that people with more unusual phobias or triggers DELIBERATELY MANUFACTURED THEM for attention on tumblr. and someone I was goping to befriend is apparently friendly with him so, yeah. *crosses off to-befriend list* what a total tosspot.

* but! I have a delicious raspberry and rose flavoured drink so all is not lost. I wanted to get kiwi and banana too but it had fructose syrup in it :(
pyrrhocorax: a furret has a pink flower behind her ear (Rax)
( Nov. 29th, 2009 01:30 am)
You are chatting with [person A] about nothing in particular, when [person A] uses a male gendered title! But isn't [person A] totally a girl?! This bothers you! Oh my goodness, what should you do?

a) realising you are really not clued up on this situation, you quietly and politely ask [person A] what pronoun you should apply, without digging for juicy details.

b) [person A]'s gender may not be exactly as you thought! That sounds awkward and weird, though, so you pretend you heard nothing and continue to use female specific words only.

c) ha ha, silly [person A] has clearly forgotten that that title is a MAN title! You helpfully point out her mistake, she is a girl and should use girl words! What an airhead!

HINT: If you chose c), you are EXTREMELY FUCKING WRONG
pyrrhocorax: a furret has a pink flower behind her ear (I hate myself and I want to die)
( Apr. 13th, 2009 01:09 am)
http://crantz.livejournal.com/836356.html

NOT FUCKING COOL, AMAZON

This is just crazy. Did they think no-one would notice or something? I really hope this is a mistake or there's a database bug or something, because otherwise...I seriously thought the world was doing better than that.

FFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFffffffffbaaaaaw
Exams are so not fun. I can't take them with everyone else, in case I get something, so I have a speshal room for people with problems. Joy and jubilations, but at least I don't have to put up with Lewis bumbling around falling over desks like a giant orange wombat.

I have to study for an RS PAPER. I do not know why I need this qualification to do pure sciences at A level. It is a mystery to me. But take it I must, and I am not one to hold prejudices, I am as open-minded and acceptant of things I personally disagree with as anyone else. So I open up my (pink, badly stapled) revision booklet, and within five minutes I have learnt:

a) Evolution is only a theory, and should be treated with caution.
b) The universe began as an infinitely compact fireball.
c) The easiest way to understand the expansion of the universe is to see it as a fruitcake in the oven.

There is a fruitcake somewhere here, but it is not the universe. Casting aside my pink booklet in horror and indignation, I seized my physics text book in hopes of finding comfort.

"The first level or shell can only contain a MAXIMUM of 2 ELECTRONS. All the energy levels or shells after this can only hold a MAXIMUM of 8 ELECTRONS."

Going to weep tears of blood now. aguydaajdfsdk
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