Smart people are cool. In response to the chemistry “challenge”: The slush phenomenon Does, in fact, occur in water. It’s just that (a) most freezers are set below the melting point of water (duh) so that the water freezes completely, therefore the water will freeze quickly into solid ice rather than a slush (the temp is not close enough to water’s melting point for an equilibrium slush state, like hail vs snow in clouds–same deal), whereas sodas have solutes which expand the range between melting and boiling points (that is, the boiling point goes higher and the melting point lower) and so what you see in a freezer as “slush”…

You know what’s freaky? When the people you normally watch end up watching you. Ever since I made a passing comment to a certain cute CS major as he was stumbling around my floor like a lost lamb and he had the chance to mentally connect me with the person that had left a comment on his site and a fellow CS major, he’s been watching me. It’s hella weird. Everytime I turn around, if he’s present, he’s watching me. And it needs to stop. That may sound really hypocritcal, given that I’m not above some staring myself, but first, I suspect the reasons behind his observant behavior are different…

Yes, Hannah, that means you. I just had the weirdest thing happen with a soda (a 20-oz Dr. Pepper). It had been sitting in my freeze-anything-in-30-minutes-freezer for a couple of hours. When my pizza arrived, I pulled it out, only to find it still liquid (I was aiming for slushy). I shook it, to verify it’s liquid-ness. As soon as I loosened the cap, however, the drink began to solidify (in a downward wave, no less) into the slushy I wanted. Hella weird. I’ve seen it happen with water, too. My first thought was of pressure and temperature, but I know I don’t know what I’m talking about, ‘cuz those…

Yup, still alive. Just for the record, there are few things more disorienting that being woken up to a phone ringing, and having the call be a wrong number. *Ring, Ring* [I vault out of bed, thinking something bad has happened to the Roommate on her trip or to my mother, due just having a weird, completely unrelated nightmare…] Lissa: ‘Ello?Dude: Hey! How’s it going?Lissa: [Is this a telemarketer? No one else asks how I’m doing. Or one of Bridgy’s friends? The voice could be William’s…] Uh, well. Who is this?Dude: Good. Is this Marie?Lissa: [Is this guy throwing a party in the background? That’s just fucking rude. And who…

According to this, my writing style indicates I am male. I plugged in all 4556 words written for the month of October on this blog (and each entry separately), and all are consistently masculine. Admittedly, this is a “simplified” version of the real algorithm (and the stats on its success aren’t great, either), but it’s interesting, nonetheless. Worthy of a giggle. [Listening to: The Outsider – A Perfect Circle – Thirteenth Step (04:06)]