May. 22nd, 2010

agilebrit: (That which does not kill me)
Without further ado...

Janni had brought in a stack of his own clothes--a tank top, cotton boxers, and a pair of cargo shorts. And his wedding ring had pride of place, right on top. His knees went weak--weaker--and he grabbed it and held it against his chest like he'd never let it go, even as he sat abruptly on the toilet lid. She came to stand beside him, and he leaned on her, shaking a little because the shakes still hadn't let him go quite yet. "Omigod, honey."

She had a tremor of her own going. "I know."

"I wish...I wish I'd had it with me. Might've--" Might've held out longer, he decided not to say. Now was not the time to bring up what he'd done with Angeline, although he'd have to tell her sometime, sooner rather than later. He cringed, thinking about it, remembering the joking discussion about cheating the night he'd disappeared. Breathe, he reminded himself, and slid the ring on.


Continuation from last week? You no can haz. :p
agilebrit: (That which does not kill me)
Without further ado...

Janni had brought in a stack of his own clothes--a tank top, cotton boxers, and a pair of cargo shorts. And his wedding ring had pride of place, right on top. His knees went weak--weaker--and he grabbed it and held it against his chest like he'd never let it go, even as he sat abruptly on the toilet lid. She came to stand beside him, and he leaned on her, shaking a little because the shakes still hadn't let him go quite yet. "Omigod, honey."

She had a tremor of her own going. "I know."

"I wish...I wish I'd had it with me. Might've--" Might've held out longer, he decided not to say. Now was not the time to bring up what he'd done with Angeline, although he'd have to tell her sometime, sooner rather than later. He cringed, thinking about it, remembering the joking discussion about cheating the night he'd disappeared. Breathe, he reminded himself, and slid the ring on.


Continuation from last week? You no can haz. :p
agilebrit: (OMG MATH)
I found out today that the human body has less than 2/3 of a cup of cerebrospinal fluid. That doesn't seem like much.

The things we research for our writing.
agilebrit: (OMG MATH)
I found out today that the human body has less than 2/3 of a cup of cerebrospinal fluid. That doesn't seem like much.

The things we research for our writing.
agilebrit: (Default)
Does anyone know how much cerebrospinal fluid you can lose before you die from it? Either my search terms are inadequate, or, more likely (me being me), I can't find it because dwelling on stuff like this for any extended length of time makes me woozy and faint, so I have to keep cutting away from the page before I can find what I'm looking for.

Yes, I realize the irony of that, considering what I write. This is me, headdesking mightily.

But at least I've done words today. Lots of them, in fact... Well. Lots for me. I have a light at the end of my tunnel if I can just find out this one piece of info I need for my plot.
agilebrit: (Default)
Does anyone know how much cerebrospinal fluid you can lose before you die from it? Either my search terms are inadequate, or, more likely (me being me), I can't find it because dwelling on stuff like this for any extended length of time makes me woozy and faint, so I have to keep cutting away from the page before I can find what I'm looking for.

Yes, I realize the irony of that, considering what I write. This is me, headdesking mightily.

But at least I've done words today. Lots of them, in fact... Well. Lots for me. I have a light at the end of my tunnel if I can just find out this one piece of info I need for my plot.
agilebrit: (kill you with my brain)
to skate past the whole "how much spinal fluid can you lose before you die" question by making it not matter. He needs it all, and it has to be fresh.

There's definitely more than one way to lose your humanity. And even if this did work, I'm pretty sure his daughter wouldn't thank him for it.

Ooo. And that just sent me skittering off in another direction...

*evil laughter*
agilebrit: (kill you with my brain)
to skate past the whole "how much spinal fluid can you lose before you die" question by making it not matter. He needs it all, and it has to be fresh.

There's definitely more than one way to lose your humanity. And even if this did work, I'm pretty sure his daughter wouldn't thank him for it.

Ooo. And that just sent me skittering off in another direction...

*evil laughter*

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