|Histology/microanatomy was fun; the people I was next to and had to work around during it... not so much.|
|Is the man on the hill alone by choice of solitude or was he socially isolated?|
Shadowrun Campaign Draft: Four-Oh-H8:Calfree is a mess in the 2050s. The tension between humans and metahumans came to a head in places like the Central Valley and particularly San Francisco... though several of the factions including Colonel Saito's Imperial Police were willing to set aside their differences to work together with local corporate interests and the grassroots "Norton's Army" movement in order to push back a second attempted elven invasion by Tir Tairngir (See Antumbra Saga).Shadowrun Campaign Draft: Four-Oh-H8: by scholarwarrior-lad
San Jose however, has always been a bit of an oddball. Long since distanced from its agrarian roots even prior to the Awakening, it still defines itself largely by its contributions in the fields of technology and medicine, so as you can well imagine, in the decades following the matrix crash of '29 businesses were stinging, and the field was rife for a strong unified identity to come in and stabilize the place. It doesn't have the character of places such as SF or Orkland but does have its own spirit. One that if you
Venture Bros Side-story Part 1:"Listen Dean, I know what it's like to grow up with a father who's a bit... how shall we say, full of himself."Venture Bros Side-story Part 1: by scholarwarrior-lad
"But Mr. ... Shlekht,- am I pronouncing that right?"
"Sure, but do me a favor, just call me David or S. Shlekht is my dad."
Thadeus Venture and Sgt. Hatred at the other end of the alcove leading to the dining area where our two characters happen to be sitting are talking about the outsider like he isn't there.
Dr. Venture: "Are you sure this is a good idea Hatred? I mean, the man's related to an international master thief! I don't want him stealing any of my stuff."
Hatred: "I pulled a couple'a strings with some of my old Guild contacts who owed me Doc. I really don't think he'll want to take any of your er, 'valuables.'" Hatred paused and enunciated that last word like he was trying not to say junk. Anyway, the boys get access to some counseling. It's part of your insurance policy."
"Wait, you mean this is costing me money?! I want him out of here Hatred"
|My first real agar slants I was growing cultures on. I was rather proud of myself. They were rich robust cultures and yielded very high quality samples. The bacteriological green thumb. Which I suppose might be thought of as more of a black thumb.|
|I used to make a point of only favoriting things that lots and lots of users hadn't already favorited. In collection though emoticons, etc are an exception. Every so often I'd comb through and remove things that had suddenly or over time become very very popular.|
|Rewarding Job: In progress (progression = linear, fairly straightforward and with concrete steps forward).|
Decent Relationships: In progress(?).
Spiritual goals: Pretty much met (so don't bother trying to proselytize me).
About me: Ever since I was little I found myself caught and trapped straddling both the worlds of science and art; don't get me wrong though, I don't entirely dislike it.|
Like: Science, thinking, observation, people-watching.
Like + dislike: politics, the nature of good and evil.
Dislike: Brattiness, angry mobs, being cut off in traffic, too much conformity.
Watch as I churn out artwork, homework, writing, grind axes and try to find a date... just your typical atypical college student.
Current Residence: United States of America
Favourite genre of music: several
Favourite style of art: fractals, comic book, absurdism, some surrealism, pop
Operating System: varies; usually Windows and the one this human meat bag was born with (my brain & nervous system)
MP3 player of choice: No thank you
Favourite cartoon character: Spider-Man, Ninja Turtles and Canadian animation
Personal Quote: "For the Love of God please don't make an ass of yourself."
|These writings are the products of this author's fevered imagination so any resemblances to any persons living or deceased are a.) entirely coincidental, or b.) gravely unfortunate.|
|"Yes I laugh in the face of death. Now, more work! Wahaha!|
Time to do my parents, and my many mentors and the tutors I've had over the years proud. It is my duty to become as well educated as I can to in my own small silly part steward this ungrateful community as a way to give back by being an upright citizen with a profession and accomplishments, yes?
That is what keeps me going no matter what. The belief that I need to make the investments other people made in me worthwhile and not a waste of money and time."