"The very deep did rot, Oh Christ! That ever this should be!/Yea slimy things did crawl with legs/Upon a slimy sea." - Samuel Taylor Colridge, The Rime of the Ancient Mariner.
"Over mirrors meant/To glass the opulent/The sea worm crawls, grotesque, slimed, dumb, indifferent." - Thomas Hardy, The Convergence of the Twain.
And the angels all pallid and wan/Uprising,unveiling, afirm/ That the play is the tragedy "man"/And it's hero the Conqueror Worm." - Edgar Allen Poe, The Conqueror Worm.
Greeting, y'all. Despite the somewhat gloomy (but, I think, quite beautiful) poetry, things are just sunny here in rainy Bangor. We've been doing some fabulous practicals: looking at seaweed under a microscope, identifying molluscs (Whelks in a lab!), and even digging up and identifying our own specimens. And that's what ties in to the rather morbid poetry: I've discovered a passion for worms.
Ragworms are full of surprises. Take the one I picked off the beach myself, and brought back to the lab to ID. It was a teensy little thing, only about 4-5cm, looking like a cross between a centipede and a leech. I picked it up, popped it in a dish of seawater, slid it under the microscope, and focused in.
Aaaww! What a cute lickle wormy! What a sweet little...AAAAAHHHH!!! AAAAAAHHHH!!! IT JUST BARED IT'S FANGS AT ME!!! MAKE IT GO AWAAAAY!!!
...After I calmed down a bit, and resolved never to go straight to the highest magnification first, I came to the conclusion that worms with teeth (not just any teeth, mind you: two large black fangs that extend on a proboscis bigger than it's head, similar to the thing out of Alien) are the coolest critters ever. Certainly, studying them would break the ice at a party:
Guest: So, enough about me. Where do you work?
Me: I'm a marine biologist.
Guest: Really? Wow!
Me: I study worms. With teeth.
Guest: Er...ew... I'm just gonna head over there...
Me: *Pulls handful of snapping worms out of labcoat pocket* See my worms! Touch them! Love them! LOOOVE THEM!
...Ahem.
Well, what else? On the DevArt front, I've got a few apologies to make. I've been having much more of a social life than before, which has drastically cut into my internet time. I'm afraid my promises of un-disrupted Latency Stages was hopeless hopeful. I think my schedule will be set back quite a bit.
I might also be a bit more elusive (like an errant polychaete, coiled in it's burrow, waiting to capture a passing shrimp...), and a bit lax on the comments front. Please forgive me if I vanish for long periods.
On the plus side, I'm close to finally laying "Take me to the autopilot" to rest. I've got a new chapter up as we speak.
Next: More TMTTA, and some Latency Stages.
- Mood:
Adoration - Listening to: Abba
- Reading: Mapping the deep
- Watching: Anastasia, Grease, Hairspray and Mamma Mia
- Playing: Pandemic
- Eating: Takeaway pizza
- Drinking: 50p shots
Congrats again on becoming a marine biologist to-be! I hope you found great happiness there! And I hope you get to meet new slugs!
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I'm an AutoFan! Wheeeeeeee!
And thanks again for the congrats! Life is brilliant here, in every way. (And we do the new slugs in a few weeks! Woohoo!)
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I'm so glad you are having such a brillant life! Say hi to the slugs for me!
*Checks inbox* Oooooo! What's this? You updated you fanfiction. Must read...
~Skywalker.
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I'm an AutoFan! Wheeeeeeee!
I like your gallery!
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After all is said and done, more is said than done. (Aesop)
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In the beginning there was nothing, which exploded (Terry Pratchett).
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I am the creator or my MBC OC's:
If I create anymore, I will add them!
And do NOT copy them, or this could be you:
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I am the creator or my MBC OC's:
If I create anymore, I will add them!
And do NOT copy them, or this could be you:
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I am the creator or my MBC OC's:
If I create anymore, I will add them!
And do NOT copy them, or this could be you:
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