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Posted Nov 20th, 2006 at 05:57 AM by myxomatosis
It grew dark and the cosmos flew past in lights and colours and billions of years of nothing and everything in history and time.
There is a light that never goes out.
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It's getting a little chilly

Posted Nov 20th, 2006 at 01:46 AM by myxomatosis
I wrote my Anthropology 101 midterm the other day. I have absolutely no doubt that I failed it. I guessed on just about everything. It was my own bloody fault too for not studying or going to class.
Anyway, one of the questions was "name 5 ways the neanderthals adapted physically to their cold climate"

So I guessed a bunch of crap, ie. they were covered in hair, and had stockier builds.

But then for my 5th answer I had absolutely no clue, so I tried...
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We'll all learn something

Posted Nov 15th, 2006 at 08:36 AM by myxomatosis
circa 135 million years ago, the continents were actually clumped into 2 large land masses - "super continents" if you will.
One was called Gondwanaland and it included present-day Africa, South America, India, Australia, and Antarctica.
The other super continent contained North America and Eurasia.
And what was that super continent called, you ask?
Why, Laurasia of course! (and I kid you not!)

Of course I assume this land mass was named for me...
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Deeposity in Profundity

Posted Nov 13th, 2006 at 02:55 PM by myxomatosis
The other day there was this horrible rainstorm with thunder and lightning and it was really really terrible outside. But then afterwards the sun came out and there was even a rainbow and it was really quite beautiful.
It was like, the storm was awful but then there was this wonderful period of light and warmth that followed the dark, miserable time of the downpour.
And this really got me thinking.

Not about anything in particular though.
Mostly about how I should...
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a few words

Posted Nov 13th, 2006 at 02:00 AM by myxomatosis
In Flanders fields the poppies blow
Between the crosses, row on row,
That mark our place; and in the sky
The larks, still bravely singing, fly
Scarce heard amid the guns below.

We are the Dead. Short days ago
We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,
Loved, and were loved, and now we lie
In Flanders fields.

Take up our quarrel with the foe:
To you from failing hands we throw
The torch; be yours to hold it high.
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