Spit in my mouth. Spit in my mouth. Oh yes. Oh yes.

[jacktellslies]

The thunder is going and not stopping like the sky is moving, grinding against the streets. There is no rain.

Michelle has agreed to meet us at our house tomorrow in the afternoon. We'll take her out to a nice restaurant for lunch, and come back here for Wednesday night, which will never fail to happen, ever. Do you mind the perpetual updates on this game? I feel like a scientist. Observation changes things, yes?

I know what I want my body to be. The nails at my hips will blossom, little military medals where they don't belong, or where they do. I want the tree growing up my side, a little crow trapped or glowing within. I want more of a cathedral on my other arm, and soon. I want to go to the museum now, to find my favourite parts, the shrines, the cloisters, the saints. I am going too fast, but things will be so cheap now, while I have friends. All of my decisions are made for me in this manner.

Stephen Hawking is, obviously, adorable. He also has three kids. If you know the technicalities of how this occurred, please, please inform me. Debbie and I suspect that it had something to do with massaging his prostate. In honour of this, we salute one another at work, raising a single index finger into the air and gazing at one another. I am not sure if her expression is meant to convey sadness, discomfort, or intense desire. Frankly, I'm not sure which mine is meant to show, either. We like genius a lot. It is nice to have someone to share this with again. I am changing the name of my journal to Dear Debbie, I love our friendship.

Comments

[etzelism.livejournal.com]

1. I would like to remain updated on Operation Michelle.

2. I always admired Stephen Hawking in a you-are-so-much-smarter-than-anyone-that-South-Park-must-make-fun-of-you sort of way, but I had no idea he was that adorable.
The moderator at the lecture told the audience that at a recent dinner, she asked Hawking what his ambitions were. He said he wanted to know how the universe began, what happens inside black holes and how can humans survive the next 100 years, she said.

But she added he had one more great ambition: "I would also like to understand women."

[earlofgrey.livejournal.com]

Noted. Thanks.

Yes, yes! Also, the part about liking his voice is so good.

[cynical-ghost.livejournal.com]

I greatly enjoy Mr. Hawking and delight in the fact that he was on The Simpsons and Star Trek: TNG. I admire physicists and am deeply envious of them -- I wish my brain was up for it.

[earlofgrey.livejournal.com]

He really provided the voice on the Simpsons? Rad.

AND. He was on Star Trek? I'm exploding. How did I miss this? Which episode? What happened? Why aren't I watching Spike TV right now?

[cynical-ghost.livejournal.com]

Oh dear, let me think... It was a Data-centric episode, I do believe where he and other scientists were part of a Holodeck program. I seem to remember them all playing poker together but I may be combining eps in my head the way I do.

[earlofgrey.livejournal.com]

An ex an I used to joke about drinking tea after sex, instead of smoking. It is tea time with Stephen Hawking and Patrick Stewart right now.

[cynical-ghost.livejournal.com]

Oh my dear Lord, Wiki says he was on RED DWARF as well. I may pass out. Can this be true? I hope, I hope!

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Stephen_Hawking

[earlofgrey.livejournal.com]

Everything is so good!

[ravenclawvicki.livejournal.com]

Stephen Hawking wasn't always wheelchair-bound, and at one point he only had to use the chair for certain activities. Maybe the kids came before he had to use the chair full-time?

[earlofgrey.livejournal.com]

Yes, this would seem to be the sad truth of it. I won't tell Debbie, though. I don't want to crush her dreams.

[swirl-girlx.livejournal.com]

WHy did you have to put the idea of Stephen Hawking wheelchair sex into my brainy bits? Not that he isn't wonderful and brilliant, but. oh god. oh. god.

[earlofgrey.livejournal.com]

Family Guy does it really nicely.