Plus, point of interest, it means 'bloody'.

[active_apathy]

I think I may have used that subject line before, but it's probably not going to have stopped me this time. Um... something. Yes. You knew what I mean. Know what I meant. Whatever.

Look upon my miscellany of semirandomness, ye sane, and despair.

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Dear obsessive turners-on of lights,

don't. Just don't. Please? For a variable portion of the day, there's a large, overhead daylight bulb/heat lamp that we commonly call 'the sun', which, when the blinds have been placed in the 'open' position, provides illumination to large areas with desks in, such as classrooms.

Of course, additional light may well be necessary for you. I understand this; I really do, though the extra light can irritate my eyes some. Even so, if there's some reason why you're turning the lights on (or even if you just like them on, in service to whatever other unfathomable cause you've dredged up from somewhere), I'd take it as a kindness if you'd sift through that big box of words over there for a moment or two. Maybe you'll find something useful, like "hey, would anyone mind if I turn the lights on?"

Without love, and instead with rhetoric and maybe blood,
active_apathy

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Dear fellow purchasers of food products,

thankyou kindly for your invaluable service today. It would, indeed, have been somewhat embarrassing to have gone through my whole day without realising that I am, in fact, completely invisible. Had it not been for you, I'm sure my sole consolation would've been knowing, at least, that no-one would've seen me turning red over it.

With apparent invisibility,
active_apathy

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An interlude brought to you by instant messaging: selenitia just kind of mentioned an HP fic with a snake familiar; I'm given to wondering, who would have a snake familiar in the HPverse? Harry, apparently, O HAY I WANTS TO BE LIEK VOLDYWOSSNAME implications and all.

Unless it's an entire arc that was edited out somewhere?

Harry: Professor, might my snake familiar represent some repressed desire to grow up to be like Voldemort?
Dumbledore: Repressed desire? What? No, never, no repressed desires here, not. At. All. It's almost like you think you're in a series that frequently features a magical closet!
Harry: What?
Rowling: You're. Not. Supposed. To. Mention. That. There's a whole other book to sell yet!
Harry: What?!
Dumbledore: Er... nevermind. Um. Yes. So, how about this appropriately-foreshadowing weather we've been having?
Weather: What? Sorry, off having a nap. Um... sinister, wasn't it? *tosses lightning about*

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And lastly: a little observation from my blood plasma donation yesterday, which had a sudden change of plans (or, at least, median cubital veins) leaving the machine on the side opposite the venepuncture site.

I'm sure that, when you've a plastic tube filled with your own still-warm blood laying across you and connecting one of your veins to a large-ish, vaguely-impressive machine, there's a range of sensible and/or instinctive responses.

I'm also sure that wanting to play with the aforementioned tube of still-warm blood probably doesn't actually appear on that list, and can, I've discovered, be sorely taxing to my self-control.

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Here endeth, yea, the miscellany of semirandomness. If necessary, please soak up the puddle most closely resembling your brain with the sponge provided.

Comments

[deepfishy.livejournal.com]

Plastic tubes flowing with your own still-warm blood are freaky. Dude! My blood!! Touching my arm, but not!!!

(Which reminds me, I need to schedule a donation. *After* the last unmentionable is in, I think...)

Also, was the fic copperbadge's 'Laocoon's Children' AU? Little Harry has a snake called Snake, because he's adorable like that.

[active-apathy.livejournal.com]

Yes, yes they are. And when they run right across you for 40 minutes, it's slightly freakier, but in a weirdly fun way. Except not. Playing with it is probably a Bad Idea™.

(Or you could take your research to read. Well, read with one hand, possibly with some kind of highlighter-fu. Unless you do whole blood, in which case, waiting is also shiny.

The unmentionable, on the other hand, won't be mentioned.)

And, I don't think so... though that's kind of cute, really. (Plus, it'd be silly to call it Dog)

[shaysdays.livejournal.com]

I'm also sure that wanting to play with the aforementioned tube of still-warm blood probably doesn't actually appear on that list, and can, I've discovered, be sorely taxing to my self-control.

I want to do that all the time. I think the freakiest impulse I had was, "I wonder if that tastes the same as blood from a cut?" Yep- I wondered what my blood tasted like.

Whisky, probably.

[active-apathy.livejournal.com]

One of the possible side-effects of apheresis is, in fact, kind of tasting your blood while the machine puts the bits it doesn't want back into your veins, but that's not quite the same.

...

Hmm. I wonder if it does taste different. *ponders*

[daphyn.livejournal.com]

I always want to play with the tubes of blood too - you're not alone in that!

[active-apathy.livejournal.com]

I don't mean the little vials. Those wouldn't bother me at all - whee! blood! and all that. No, this was the bendy plastic tube attached to the cannula still in my vein. :)

[daphyn.livejournal.com]

That's what I meant too! Tube. They're all warm and bendy and dark, and it doesn't look like mine...

[active-apathy.livejournal.com]

Well, then! Except it does look like mine, which just fascinates me more.

[fireflyfailure.livejournal.com]

1. this HP-conversation had so bloody better be in the movie.

2. pfft, blood is so much fun to play with.

i mean. um. um. er, nevermind...

[jenni-the-odd.livejournal.com]

I've disturbed several nurses in my time by playing with/holding/being generally completely unafraid of my own blood in little vials, needles, and other assorted instruments of medicinal vampirism. :D

[active-apathy.livejournal.com]

Those, I'm fine with. And the plastic tube lying across my lap, too; I just wanted not to play with it since it seemed like a bad plan, with the pointy bit still stuck in my vein and all.

*possibly should've emphasised this more*