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I want the brass chicken and the Spolarium and I want the chance to go back to the museum when summer begins to march about and clean stuffed bird specimens and kidnap the skink even though it will more likely than not bite me as I make the attempt and most of all I want not to have SocSci, or at least not to be taught SocSci by an idiot of a teacher. Every time she starts to make sense she says something like "People have no instincts" and then the spark of hope that flickers every chance it gets dies again.

But in the absence thereof I'll be content with the Spolarium. And to work in a museum you have to be either a bit crazy or very very passionate or both, and when I get the chance I want to go back. Maybe we won't get off at the wrong place this time.

(no subject)

I want the brass chicken and the Spolarium and I want the chance to go back to the museum when summer begins to march about and clean stuffed bird specimens and kidnap the skink even though it will more likely than not bite me as I make the attempt and most of all I want not to have SocSci, or at least not to be taught SocSci by an idiot of a teacher. Every time she starts to make sense she says something like "People have no instincts" and then the spark of hope that flickers every chance it gets dies again.

But in the absence thereof I'll be content with the Spolarium. And to work in a museum you have to be either a bit crazy or very very passionate or both, and when I get the chance I want to go back. Maybe we won't get off at the wrong place this time.