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scientific sentimentalism, with vaguely revelant icon!
'Put the heart beside the brain and see the difference. The brain is neat, segmented, divided into two halves as we imagine the heart should obviously be. You can deal with the brain, you think; it is a receptive organ, one that invites comprehension. The brain looks sensible. It's complicated, to be sure, with all those wrinkles and frowns and gulleys and pockets; it resembles coral, making you wonder if it might be surreptitiously on the move all the time, quietly adding to itself without your noticing. The brain has its secrets, though when cryptanalysts, maze-builders and surgeons unite, it will surely be possible to solve those mysteries. You can deal with the brain, as I say; it looks sensible. Whereas the heart, the human heart, I'm afraid, looks a fucking mess.
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It will go wrong, this love; it probably will. That contorted organ, like the lump of ox meat, is devious and enclosed. Our current model for the universe is entropy, which at the daily level translates as: things fuck up. But when love fails us, we must still go on believing in it. Is it enclosed in every molecule that things fuck up, that love will fail? Perhaps it is. Still we must believe in love, just as we must believe in free will and objective truth.'
- Julian Barnes, A History of the World in 10 1/2 Chapters
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It will go wrong, this love; it probably will. That contorted organ, like the lump of ox meat, is devious and enclosed. Our current model for the universe is entropy, which at the daily level translates as: things fuck up. But when love fails us, we must still go on believing in it. Is it enclosed in every molecule that things fuck up, that love will fail? Perhaps it is. Still we must believe in love, just as we must believe in free will and objective truth.'
- Julian Barnes, A History of the World in 10 1/2 Chapters
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How goes study, Tink o'mine?
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and ridiculously envious that in a day you'll be done. *POUTS*
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Ugh. I now know EVERYTHING about cancer and diseases. I could probably pass the sections on nutrition and reproduction, and I think I have a handle on the whole ovulation-cycle diagram with all the pretty coloured lines. It sort of burst upon me in a lovely OH LOOK IT MAKES SENSE at 11pm last night.
After I'm done I'll do something for you. Write you Faithfic. Somethin'. I'm itching to write a post-Chosen ficthing anyway.
So Phoebs tells me Kim's become a flirtmonster, huh? AND WHAT. NEW BABY. Update! *demands*
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FAITH FIC MAKE ME HAPPEH.
yes, very exciting, very secret, if i write anything related to our sims lives online phoebe will KILL me, but i'll inform you tomorrow! ;)
though yes, kim WANTED TO FLIRT WITH STUART and it made me cranky. XP
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I am tired of my haaaaair, Tink. I want to cut-and-dye it. Get rid of some of the layers and get it a darker brown. Cannot...justify...expense...most likely I just need girly counselling or to buy some new lip gloss to get it out of my system.