this is me singing a song as jane crocker. broadwaystuck is sort of on hiatus at the moment, so i’m just trying to having fun while everyone is bummed out. i have no idea how i would go about sending this in as an actual audition, and it’s not very quality, so on to my main blog it goes!
I fell in love the way you fall asleep: slowly, and then you get sort of hungry so you go downstairs to get some cereal, but then after eating the cereal you become extremely aware of how dry your throat is so you drink some water, so then you go upstairs and get back in…
like or reblog this post, and i’ll choose someone at random on Feb. 15th to win a free drawing commission! whatever you want (like, within reason. come on, guys. but PRETTY MUCH)!
you don’t have to be following me, but i guess that…
reblogging for the mornin’ folk
guys, i’m choosing a winner for this tomorrow. please reblog. i don’t want my dad to win
We have a winner! (Sorry, I forgot to choose on Wednesday!) I used a random number generator to choose, but the first person to win didn’t have their askbox open, which is sort of necessary, especially if you’re not following me. But anyway, woo!
“No one would accuse Jaroslav Flegr of being a conformist. A self-described “sloppy dresser,” the 63-year-old Czech scientist has the contemplative air of someone habitually lost in thought, and his still-youthful, square-jawed face is framed by frizzy red hair that encircles his head like a ring of fire.
Certainly Flegr’s thinking is jarringly unconventional. Starting in the early 1990s, he began to suspect that a single-celled parasite in the protozoan family was subtly manipulating his personality, causing him to behave in strange, often self-destructive ways. And if it was messing with his mind, he reasoned, it was probably doing the same to others.
The parasite, which is excreted by cats in their feces, is called Toxoplasma gondii (T. gondii or Toxo for short) and is the microbe that causes toxoplasmosis—the reason pregnant women are told to avoid cats’ litter boxes. Since the 1920s, doctors have recognized that a woman who becomes infected during pregnancy can transmit the disease to the fetus, in some cases resulting in severe brain damage or death. T. gondii is also a major threat to people with weakened immunity: in the early days of the AIDS epidemic, before good antiretroviral drugs were developed, it was to blame for the dementia that afflicted many patients at the disease’s end stage. Healthy children and adults, however, usually experience nothing worse than brief flu-like symptoms before quickly fighting off the protozoan, which thereafter lies dormant inside brain cells—or at least that’s the standard medical wisdom.
But if Flegr is right, the “latent” parasite may be quietly tweaking the connections between our neurons, changing our response to frightening situations, our trust in others, how outgoing we are, and even our preference for certain scents. And that’s not all. He also believes that the organism contributes to car crashes, suicides, and mental disorders such as schizophrenia. When you add up all the different ways it can harm us, says Flegr, “Toxoplasmamight even kill as many people as malaria, or at least a million people a year.”
Okay this is pretty much the coolest and the freakiest thing I’ve read all week
SCIENCE, YOU GUYS
oh, great! now i can blame my car accident on my cats
I don’t mean to go all feminist on you guys, but I saw this book and it made me want to rant. The book was called “Real Woman Don’t Wear Size 2.” If you know me, you would know I am not exactly stick thin, or anything near it. (Don’t feel the need to console me, either; I am not calling myself…
yeah, dude. i’ve read a lot about this, and it is wholly frustrating. you don’t earn self-esteem by putting others down