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Independent dependencies

First of all, a big HAPPY BIRTHDAY to our Luny Lucy, may she be loony for many years to come. Or not. Failing that, just being Lucy is more than sufficient. On the very high chance that she will be reading this: Lusine, keep an eye out for the post, because there's something coming your way. I'm sorry I couldn't nick an owl. They're rather hard to come by, even in Davis, and I'm no where near coordinated enough to catch one of the few ones that might be around. Come to think of it, I don't know anything about training owls either, and the few from the Raptor Center can't fly and tend to stare at me evilly whenever I come by.

Golden eagles are pretty though. We have one there named Mishka.

Oh and while I still remember (reminded by the cats that are currently dashing around like they're high on catnip, which I did NOT give them, so it's kind of worrisome), THIS is what I meant by "Halloween theme in cats" :


The eggs in the back of the fridge, I've discovered, froze. Semi-frozen eggs are very strange to look at when you break them open. Apparently because of the egg shell and the high water concentration in the egg (since it is mostly fluid), it'll behave a bit like a giant plant cell and the expansion of water when it freezes will cause the egg to crack, which is how I discovered that the eggs were freezing in the first place. Some fruits which I stuck in the back froze too, so I thought I'd try to turn the setting down a bit but discovered, much to my chagrin, that it's stuck tightly enough that I can't. (Oh well, something else to wait for my parents for. Or until I'm desperate enough to go at it with a screw driver.) I've found a way to prop up the box of Ramen noodles in the cabinet so that I can actually close to door - a necessary precaution given Simba's tendencies.

Unrelated topic: we were discussion meniscus in plant bio yesterday and the professor wanted to know what the plural form of the word is (if it's a proper Latin ending, I'm guessing menisci) and wanted to know if we have a English major in the class. Then I thought about how unlikely it is for an English major to be taking an upper division plant physiology class that requires something like three different pre-requisites. Although there are plant bio BAs who'll minor in English, there aren't a lot of English majors who'll minor in plant bio. Personally I think it's because bio sci 1C scared a lot of the to-be minors off - it's something like a crash-course in everything plant related and you get words like "phragmoplast" and "megasporangium" and it's a long way to go in terms of voluntary learning.

My physics teacher wants us to watch some clips from the website, which is not working, so I'm slightly puzzled to what he had in mind.

I have a midterm tomorrow covering two week's of lecturers (for those of you who know how large I write, I'm doing about 15 pages of notes per class per week), but there're going to be fireworks in the community park tonight, so I'll probably wander around nearby and see if there's a spot where I can see the fun (and think "magnesium!" every time I see the sparkly bits).

Lastly, after six months there is finally someone who recognized that 127.0.0.1 on my t-shirt is an IP address. Yay.

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