November 4 [Seafood salad is bad]
November 4
When I got up I was thinking about trotting with Peggy again although I hadn't asked her last night like I should have, and since I'd gone to sleep before her I didn't know how late she was up. And I didn't want her to be mad that I'd woke her up, so I decided to let her stay sleeping, and then when I got back I'd ask her.
So I filled up my camelback and put on my flight gear, and then I went down to the boardwalk and got permission from the grumpy man to fly to the Nature Center.
This time instead of flying across the quad like I usually did, I went the other way, over the parking lot, and I stayed low as I flew around the end of Trowbridge, right by Meghan's window. She probably wasn't awake, 'cause there weren't any lights on in her room or in the bathroom, and I suppose I could have stopped and knocked at the window, but she might not have woken up.
I flew straight across the cemetery and kept flying north until I had gotten to the dirt mines, and when there wasn't anything interesting going on there, I curved east towards the Nature Center.
My aim was a little bit off, and I was a bit further to the west than I'd meant to be, so I landed at the pond and started trotting around that trail. And when I got to the tunnel, I trotted right through that and then started galloping, and I kept up that pace until I got to the intersection of trails.
I went around the junction at a canter and back onto my normal trail, except this time I did it backwards, going along the river and railroad tracks first. And as I got around the curve at the south end, I slowed down to a gentle trot, so that I wouldn't scare off the deer. I hadn't seen them yet, 'cause the ridge blocked my view of them, but I was downwind of them and could smell them.
When I got up to the top of the hill, I spotted them, a ways back in the prairie grass, and their heads went up when they saw me but I was far enough away and moving slowly enough that I didn't bother them, and they went back to grazing.
I went down the hill and stopped at the bottom so that I could turn around. It didn't feel right to be going the wrong way on the trail, even though it was okay to go both ways. I think it was just 'cause I was so used to going around it in one direction that it felt wrong to go in the other direction.
So I went a lap the normal way, and when I got back to the intersection I took off there and started to fly into the woods before I got it into my head that I wanted to fly through the tunnel, so I looped up and around and went back to the intersection and turned west, and then got up as much speed as I could before the tunnel entrance was right in front of me.
It was a little bit confining especially with wings out, 'cause even though they were a ways from the wall, I couldn't help but think that if I went off-course I'd crash into a wall or the ceiling. And that kind of made it more fun, too.
When I came out on the west side, I climbed up and turned back to campus, and I took a pretty straight route back.
I got out of my flight gear and went to the bathroom to take a shower, and I was just getting finished up when Kat came in the bathroom, and she was waiting on the bench when I came out of the shower.
Peggy was awake, too, and before she went to take a shower I asked her if she wanted to be woken up to go trotting in the morning because I still wasn't sure. And she said that we might as well, 'cause she hadn't been exercising enough and was going to pay for it when it was snowboarding time. So we decided on Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays, 'cause she thought that three days worth of exercise was enough.
Then I groomed myself while she was in the shower and I didn't have any feathers come out this time, but there were a couple more primaries that were getting loose.
When Peggy was ready, the two of us went to breakfast, and they had the waffle maker working again, so I had a waffle for breakfast, and some eggs too for the protein.
Reese was studying, 'cause he was in a class that had two mid-terms and so he had a test right after breakfast and he didn't think that was fair to have two. And then Christine said that he didn't know how lucky he was because when she'd started they'd had a mid-term every week and each one counted for fifty percent of the grade and I was trying to figure out how that would even work when Sean started laughing and I realized that she was lying.
Anna was in a pretty happy mood, 'cause the Cubs had won the World Series, even though Mister Salvatore had said that they wouldn't. She said that she could only imagine what it was like back in Chicago—she said that she almost wished she was there. And I thought maybe I could ask Cayenne, because probably if there was a big party, she'd want to go to it.
Sean said that the Cubs winning was one of the signs of the Apocalypse in the Bible, and I said that I hadn't gotten to that part yet. He said that it was in Revelations, which was the very last book. I was getting close, but I thought that the Bible had been written really long ago, so it was surprising that that would be mentioned. And Meghan said that the Lions winning a Super Bowl was another sign.
There had been prophecies in the Old Testament that had come true, though, so maybe someone had prophesied that. I didn't like the idea that it was going to bring an apocalypse, though, and I asked if there was any way to prevent it, and Meghan said that we didn't have to worry because the Lions had built all of their fields on ancient Indian burial grounds and so the team was forever cursed to never win a Superbowl game.
And then they all started laughing, and so I knew that they'd made it all up. Which was kind of a relief.
I flew across the quad and landed in front of Dow, and I'd gotten there a bit early, so I waited around in the hallway until everyone had left the class before I could go in and take my seat.
When class started, Lisa wasn't there. Professor Brown reviewed some of the stuff about mixtures that we'd learned before to make sure we all knew it, and he used alcohol as an example which made some people snicker, but he said that this weekend when we were drinking responsibly, he wanted us to think about how thermodynamics made our liquor.
Then he explained more about the graphs with the coexistance curves, and how we could figure out what happened and then the coexistance curve went away because we didn't have any liquid anymore, and all the liquid moles had become gas moles, and since it was all in a box you had the same amount that you'd had to start with, but it was all in a bigger box. And you could reverse it and when you had a big box of gas, you could add pressure and turn it back into liquid, which was pretty obvious.
But you could also purify things that way, 'cause if you had two things with different volatility, you could figure out just how much pressure you needed to make the less volatile one to turn into a liquid while the more volatile one stayed a gas.
He showed us how to do the calculation and figure out on the graph how much you'd get, and it was called the Lever Rule.
I was worried about Lisa, and so I decided that I'd go to her room to check on her. Maybe she'd slept too late and missed class, or maybe she was sick and would want a friend to comfort her. So even though I'd meant to go to the library and get a new poetry book and I even went by the library, I didn't go in, because she was more important than a poetry book.
So I went to her dorm and then up to her room and I knocked on the door and for a while nobody answered, but then finally Lisa opened the door and she was still in her sleeping clothes, and she looked kind of pale and I didn't know what to do when humans were sick, so I nuzzled her and told her that if she wanted to borrow my notes from class she could, and then I asked if there was anything else I could do, and she said it was just the twenty-four hour flu and she'd be better by Monday.
I offered to type up the lab notes, but she said that she could do it. And then she said that she was going to go back to bed, so I nuzzled her again before she could close the door.
I went back to my room and did my thermodynamics homework, and that took me until lunch, so I didn't get to stop by the library like I'd meant to.
So I packed up my math homework and went to lunch, and it wasn't very good. Anna and Christine were both playing with their food, and only Sean seemed to really be enjoying what he had. Meghan had made a sandwich. I hadn't been able to find any fish that was worth eating, so I'd tried the crab salad that they had and it had too much dressing in it and I wasn't sure what the seafood actually was, 'cause it didn't quite taste like fish—which is what Peggy said it was—and it didn't quite taste like crab, either. But there were a lot of different tastes in the salad and it was kind of hard to sort them all out, so I finally had Peggy pick a piece of fake crab out of my salad and wipe all the sauce off of it so it was as plain as it could be, and then I tried it just by itself but I couldn't figure out what it was.
Sean looked on his portable telephone and found out that it was a lot of different fish that were all ground up and mixed together and that was why I couldn't identify it. And that sounded like cheating to me—they ought to have used real crab, 'cause they weren't that hard to catch. You had to be careful of the claws, but if you put out traps they'd scuttle inside, and they couldn't get back out again.
Me and Sean walked to math class together and Professor Pampena taught us Green's theorem which was a way to avoid calculating line integrals if we didn't want to. And it was a little odd because the formula only worked for closed, counterclockwise curves the way it was written, but he said that was just because the convention for curl was for it to go in a counterclockwise direction.
And then after he'd showed us how to use it and where we couldn't use it and what to do if the curve went clockwise, he said that he wanted to show us how to prove Green's theorem, and it was kind of complicated but I liked that he did because that really helped me understand why it worked the way he said it did.
Then at the end of class, he showed us pictures of a device that used the theorem, and it was called a planimeter, and it could measure the curve around an area and when you got back to the beginning it would tell you how much area you had, and it was really clever but he said that computers did it now and nobody needed a planimeter anymore.
I wasn't feeling too good by the end of math class—my tummy hadn't liked the crab salad that much, and I decided that I wasn't going to have it again. Sometimes it was worth being adventurous with food and other times it was a really bad idea, and this looked like one of the other times.
But I went with him to his room anyway so that we could do our homework together and I got about halfway done with mine before I had to ask him where the bathroom was, and luckily it wasn't too far.
I spent a lot longer than I'd hoped to in there, and I guess Sean had gotten worried, 'cause a girl came in and knocked on the stall door and asked if I was okay or if I was dying and I said that I was pretty sure that I was going to be okay but right now I kind of wished that I was dying, and that got her to chuckle at least.
Miss Chestnut had warned us that this might happen, and I guess I was lucky that this had been the first time.
When my insides had finally calmed down, I went back to Sean's room and said that I was never ever going to eat the seafood salad again and he said that was probably a good idea. And then he said that he was lucky that a girl had come by, 'cause he'd been standing by the bathroom door debating whether he should go in or not.
We finished up our homework and then checked our answers, and I'd gotten a couple of the first problems wrong, probably 'cause I hadn't been focused on math. It was hard to think when your insides were unhappy.
So I didn't have a lot of time before dinner, but on my way back I did go to the library, and returned my little poetry collection and went around looking for something new. And I found a big thick book of poems by Ogden Nash that looked like it would be pretty good, 'cause it had birds on the cover.
And I also went and looked at their computer to see if I could find a Kama Sutra, and they did have that. It was all the way on the top floor, and it took me a little bit of hunting to find it. It wasn't where it was supposed to be, but it was close, and all the way on the top shelf and I had to fly up to get it.
I brought both books to the front desk and the clerk had a little frown as she checked them out but she gave them to me just the same, and I took them back to my room and then I unpacked my saddlebags and went to dinner.
I had to be quick, 'cause there was a football game tonight, and I wasn't going to be able to cheer, 'cause we hadn't worked out the routines yet, but I thought that I could give the cheerleaders support. And when I said that at the dinner table Christine asked if that meant I was cheering on the cheerleaders and I said that it did. And she thought that was really funny.
I was also still kind of worried about my stomach, 'cause sometimes when you've had one bad meal, your stomach doesn't want another one, and isn't going to be happy with much of anything, so I only had vegetables even though I was kind of hungry. I thought I'd be better off eating a few smaller snack-sized meals rather than have a big dinner and then have to trot off during the football game, especially 'cause there were usually lines at the girl's bathroom.
And Meghan noticed that I wasn't eating all that much and asked if I felt all right, so I told her that the seafood salad hadn't been good for me and then Christine asked if it had given me the trots and then just started laughing and pretty soon everyone at the table was laughing. Meghan tried really hard not to, but she couldn't help herself.
Meghan wanted to go to the game with me, and I said that I wasn't sure if I'd be sitting in the grandstands, 'cause the cheerleaders were out on the field and maybe they'd let me be that close, and she said that even if we didn't get to sit together she'd still like to be with me, so we went over to the football field together and we were kind of early, and there wasn't anybody there yet.
After a while, though, people started to arrive and when I saw Sandra, she had me come with her, and so I said goodbye to Meghan and followed her.
She asked if I'd help out with anything that the cheerleaders might need before the game and I said that I would, but it turned out that they didn't need my help for anything, which was kind of a disappointment. I felt sort of useless.
Still, it was a good experience to see them get ready for the game, 'cause at first everyone was gossiping as they got dressed in their uniforms and put on makeup and styled their hair, and then they started to focus more and more on the game. And Sandra came in when there were fifteen minutes to go and again when there were five to make sure that everyone was ready, and then they all lined up at the door.
I wasn't going to get to go out with them, but after they'd welcomed the football team, Sandra said that I could go with her to the sidelines and watch them and the game from there.
It was a lot different seeing the game from the field. Sometimes I lost track of where the ball was or couldn't see what had happened on a play, and she said it was hard to get used to. And I watched how the cheerleaders reacted, and one time Cedric tackled someone right on the edge of the field really near me and as he was getting back up he waved at me.
They did a special routine at halftime, which I hadn't really noticed before, 'cause I'd been talking with everyone I was watching the game with, but this time I paid close attention to it. And I thought it was kind of unfair how the cheerleaders had to be out for the whole football game but the players got a break.
And when it was over and we'd lost by a lot of points, I got to go with them back to the locker room and I was really tempted to join them in the showers even though I hadn't gotten all sweaty, but it still didn't feel quite right, and while I was trying to figure out what the right thing to do was, Sandra called me aside and asked me if I still wanted to cheer in the last game, and I said that I did.
So she said that on Monday, she'd have someone measure me for the uniform and get that taken care of. And then she said that she was still figuring out choreography but she thought that she had a good idea of what she wanted, and that that would be ready for us to practice on Monday, too, and since it was something totally new she wanted me to be sure and tell her if I didn't think it was going to work or if it didn't feel right, and I said that I would.
She said that it was going to be a lot of work for everyone over the next week, but that it would be worth it, because Albion didn't have a pony cheerleader and they were gonna be really jealous.
I went outside and Meghan had waited for me, which was nice of her. And she said that she wasn't going to be available tomorrow 'cause she had a really big project that she had to get done over the weekend, but that she would like to spend the night with me and Aric if I wanted to, and I did.
And I asked her if she was going to come to the play tomorrow, and she said she would, and it would be lots of fun. She said that we should try and get as many people from our table to come as we could and we could all sit together.
We had to go back to her room first so that she could get her clothes for tomorrow and then I thought that I should get my flight gear, too, so I did, and then we went to Tiffany's, because I thought if we beat Aric home he'd be really happy if we had beer and if we didn't, he'd still be happy that we had beer.
She had to carry it, 'cause my saddlebags were full, and I felt kind of bad about that, and so she balanced her duffel bag on my back and then I felt like that was a fairer solution. And she said that there wasn't anything in it that would get damaged if it fell off, but I didn't drop it anyway.
Aric wasn't there when we got to his house, and David and Angela were gone, too, so Meghan looked through the movies that he had on his shelf until she found one that she liked which was called Run Lola Run, and it was in German but there were English words at the bottom so you could understand what they were saying.
It was kind of a strange movie, 'cause the same things kept happening but a little bit differently each time depending on how fast she ran and where she went. And Aric came in before we'd gotten too far in the movie, and he sat on the couch with us.
We didn't go upstairs until most of the beer was gone and Aric said that he could finish it if we wanted to stay up a little bit later, and Meghan started sliding her hand down my belly and said that while he was downstairs drinking beer we'd be amusing ourselves upstairs and so then he changed his mind and decided that it would be smart to save the beer until later, and the three of us went up to his bedroom.
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Learn about planimeters!
I hope the seafood is better the next time. Not fun when you are sick like that.
Where's the fun in that?
No--really--Silver Glow, please try to remember that humans are omnivores, and as such may be able to comfortably digest truly horrible things.
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We were cleaning out our office for renovations, and I got one of the old planimeters from when they did manual drafting. It takes a lot of technique to get good measurements.
When they were ribbing her about prophesies (Cubs winning the World Series, etc) I'm surprised she didn't mention that prophesy is taken pretty seriously in Equestria--Silver Glow would remember when the return of Nightmare Moon came true!
Man, I haven't watched that movie in years.
Yeah, nuzzling somebody who's sick may not have been your best choice there, Silver.
I stopped reading thinking that this story would be finished within two or three months and I would just read it all then. New years come by and here I am checking/cleaning my bookmarks and I find that not only is this not finished, but it has grown into a monster of a fic.
I... I don't know if I have the will to read this. I'm sorry.
Here in the USA the seafood you get in places like college cafeterias is garbage. To start with, it has been frozen (I think for 30 days by law) & then thawed. The only good things you can say about college food are that it is cheap & usually better than what you get in jail. ICR who said it "In foreign countries the name of every dish is 'don't ask'"
I'd bet Silver would just about kill for a plate of Hay Fries + whatever they use instead of ketchup.
"Pony want REAL fries!"
Sean isn't a very good researcher, because while there is some fish in artificial krab, it's mostly starch. https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Crab_stick
My little pœtry collection reminds me about something, but I cannot place it. Yes, something MLP.
Okay, do not feed ponies SeaFoodSalad.
"Damn humans, corrupting all the cute, innocent ponies..."
If only she knew...
Ugh, fake crab tastes like empty promises and pescavore fantasies. I imagine fake seafood salad tastes like more of the same, as imagined by the same people who invented "jello salad".
At least fish sausage and kamaboko is honest about what it is and where it comes from... Even if they don't necessarily taste any better.
Drink more orange juice, little pony! You'll need the vitamin c!
prophecies
needs a period.
If you see a hot dog vendor cart here in San Antonio, avoid it. Worst. Night. Ever.
And so Silver learns to avoid fake crab, although I do recall her previously eating something that didn't agree with her over the summer as well as her moldy hay a while back. Still only being sick three times while in another country or world isn't bad. Hopefully she doesn't pick up the flu and gets quarantined, you would think there might be an equestrian taboo against nuzzling the sick like in France you don't do the kissing on the cheek thing if you have a cold.
Poor Silver. Seafood poisoning isnt fun at all.
As long as the bathroom wasnt flourescent orange, she got away with it.
All that work for a cheer uniform for one last game? At least she might be able to use it back when visiting Pnyville?
Planimeters look really intresting. I wonder how many other problems can be written as closed line integrals and solved, or do things like flowers with los of zero crossings end up summing to zero?
Luxury!
Trevor should suggest she ask for a book of Catullus' work.
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Planimeters are fairly interesting. One of my professors brought one out to show us and they're pretty cool. In my multivariable calculus class the professor gave us an extra credit assignment to do do all the math behind it. I didn't do it though.
One of the few movies really, really memorable to me for some reason. Of course Lola Rennt is better when you speak German and understand the jokes and references, but I guess even without it's still a work of art.
You could make a Twilight time loop story out of it.
Hey Silver, did you know that you've got "gullible" written on your flank?
With friends like these, who needs enemies.
It's not nice to joke about apocalypses around a pony who's lived through several. Including one in her own digestive system.
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Not having real seafood is a problem. Odds are that the only 'real' ingredient in K's seafood salad is the noodles. Everything else is artificial or imitation.
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I suppose you could catch crabs by sticking your tail in the water and waiting until they grabbed on to it. . . .
She'd do better if she knew to stay away from any kind of processed food. When she catches and eats sand crabs in the wild, they don't give her any indigestion.
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Yeah, I can imagine. My grandfather once showed me all the tricks you could do on a mechanical adding machine, and it's a shame that I can't remember them. He knew how to divide with it.
But it wasn't taken that seriously, because only Twilight at first seemed really interested in pursuing it. Although I suppose we don't know what other precautions were taken outside of Ponyville; it might be that Canterlot was locked down, for example, and there was a group of special forces ready to raise the sun if needed.
Certainly, though, she'd be more inclined to believe in ancient curses and the like, because in Equestria those could be very real things. But I think that they'd learn since Earth was non-magical, that kind of thing probably wasn't true. Or else you might wind up with some pony who takes her horoscope very, very seriously.
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Best in German with subtitles IMHO.
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Or is it? Is there healing power in pony nuzzles? And does that minor exposure to the virus help the pony build immunity?
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I really think that the best way to read it is as written--one entry a day. Otherwise, yeah, it's hugely overwhelming. I totally get where you're coming from.
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Yeah, although they had better food than some places I've been. What we had at Boy Scout Camp . . . well, let's just say that it was useful that the Boy Scout Handbook had a section on edible plants. For one, chicken nuggets aren't supposed to be pink. . . .
Or any proper Equestrian food, for that matter. Then again, she's got her anchovies, so that's something. And sometimes good salads, too.
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It appears that the recipe varies by the supplier, so it would depend on what source Sean checked (HuffPo says it's 'the ocean's version of the hot dog.'
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Hmm, no idea what. I don't think that they have ever done a poetry episode in any season of the show.
Especially not artificial seafood salad.
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I wonder how hard it would be for Cayenne to model for Playboy? If she hasn't already thought of that yet. . . .
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Fake seafood salad has added fake mayonnaise, and real (possibly) noodles. And i think some other ingredients, too, but I'm not sure what. They're probably fake.
Fish sausage? I don't even.
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I had an experience like that once after drinking a bottle of sugarfree maple syrup on a bet. In related news, don't ever drink a whole bottle of sugarfree maple syrup; it's a super-effective laxative.
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I think that ponies generally only get light ailments (like colds) and magical ones (like feather flu). There probably aren't a lot that can go between humans and equines, anyway.
Unless they made a point of doing it to provide comfort to the sick, and maybe it also helps their immune system see what the new threat is.
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Can you imagine the poor girl who went in there to check on her?
That's how it goes sometimes. The amount of work we put into a play, and then after the weekend, it's done . . .
I think that something like a flower would sum to zero. I seem to recall him demonstrating that with a circle, but I'm not a hundred percent sure. I'm not very good at math.
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I love Monty Python. Speaking of which, I got Fawlty Towers for Christmas, so I need to get started watching that as soon as I have free time.
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That might be something that she'd like. And a good addition to her poetry collection, too.
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A lot of the old math machines are really fascinating. Some of them have been covered on Numberphile, like the mechanical adding machines and the circular slide rule. They're things where you'd have to be really good at math and mechanical engineering to figure out.
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It's one of those movies that you really have to watch twice to completely get it, I think. I know that the second time I watched it, a lot of the stuff in the background made more sense than the first time.
Run Twilight Run? I almost think it would be better with an Earth pony.
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Exactly! Good friends bust your balls whenever they have a chance. I think it's a sign that you're fitting in, to be honest.
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That's true. Ponies probably have a very different view of them than we humans do. Then again, the probably think of it more in terms of survival, rather than the end of everything.
Be interesting to see what ponies might make of something like The Walking Dead.
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Well, Gusty can suggest that to her.
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Gusty's not really the type to read Playboys. SIlver Glow hasn't, either. Maybe the people who are modelling her you-know-what will suggest it to her.
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That's something.
Fake crab huh? Probably colafish
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I don't even know what those are, so I'm envisioning a gummy coke swimming in a pond, and that actually sounds pretty good.
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"Oh, that? That's happened three times in Equestria's history already. The third time took an afternoon to fix, now that we know what causes it..."
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GIven all the various magical ailments and the possibility of necromancy and/or misuse of the Mirror Pool, I could totally see that being a thing that the ponies know how to deal with.
A university library that keeps copies of the Kama Sutra!?
Dang, I should check my library for one.
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I don't know if they actually keep the Kama Sutra, but. . .
In one of Piers Anthony's short stories, he mentioned a story of his called 3.67 Erect that Playboy had rejected for being 'too disgusting for words.' Piers Anthony said "If there's been anything more erotic written since then--besides Candy--I don't know of it."
Our university library had Candy.
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Having worked in a university library, I can say that the biggest problem with putting books like the Kama Sutra in the general collection is their tendency to get checked out and never get returned. Books like that tend to end up in Reference or Special Collections, where they aren't allowed to leave the library... and still end up disappearing from time to time.
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I'm from Maine, and I don't think I've ever seen crab salad with noodles or pasta in it... whether it's real crab or imitation. Perhaps that's a Midwest USA thing?
SG, worrying about the health of her
future slavesfriends, such a good and caring pony!Should probably have Sean's name in there instead of the initial (him) - since he's not mentioned by name in the previous two paragraphs.
And poor SG, having to deal with digestive problems due to fake food... Looks like she'll have something to put on the list of "things to avoid on Earth", to give to those overseeing the next set of exchange-ponies.
Silly pony, right thing to do is join them in the showers! You'll all become better friends and cheerleaders for more time spent with each other, especially if you ask some of them to help you scrub and you offer to help wash their backs in return.
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I could totally see that. I know that there were some books that were hard to find at our library because they’d get checked out for long periods of time, and those weren’t ones like the Kama Sutra (Candy spent a long time off the shelves, for example). Obviously, books that were used for a class were nearly impossible to get our hands on, like I think it was Shakespeare of London. The library had a copy of it that the first student to read the syllabus got, and kept it checked out for the entire ten weeks of class.
It could be a midwest thing. The ones I’ve generally seen are a noodle salad with mayo and fake crab, and they’re popular at buffets like Old Country Buffet, Big Boy, and surely a few other places (haven’t done a comprehensive study of availability).
She really is.
I would think that that was pretty obvious from context--both because by this point in the story, it’s an established routine, and because I’m pretty sure that Sean is the only male who she regularly does homework with.
In general, it’s probably wise to be cautious with new food when in a foreign land. You never know what’s going to be in there, or how your digestive system is going to react to it! She’s been lucky and mostly avoided digestive problems with human foods, in a large part because with the exception of Taco Bell, she’s often unwilling to experiment when it comes to food.
She really should have, and I don’t think that they would have minded, but of course she’s learned by now that humans generally don’t like showering together, with the clear exception of her lovers). I’m not sure how the cheerleaders would have reacted to an offer to help bathe them; even in group shower settings, that’s generally taboo in the West.
That always annoyed me. In my first undergrad degree (chemistry), I got used to having single mid-terms worth ~30% of the grade. That made me study hard, but it was worth it, since that part of the course was "done", and after labs/assignments the final was usually worth 40% and covered mostly the last half of the course. On my next go-round (CS), there were no labs and twice as many midterms, and the finals were a solid 50-60% each and covered everything. I had to relearn how to learn.
To a chemist, alcohol is *always* a solution.
Emergency nuzzle rations: 20cc's of cuteness and a shot of comfortisone, STAT!
Oh no.
Christine would get along famously with Pinkie Pie.
What would a pegasus call these kinds of ailments? The flaps?
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There are advantages and disadvantages to multiple mid-terms IMHO. Like, on the plus side if you really f
k up one of them, you can recover.
I don’t remember much of my college classes outside my major, test-wise, but I do remember figuring out that as long as I got more than 25% on my Chemistry final, I wouldn’t affect my grade. On the downside, I couldn’t bring it up even with a perfect test; on the plus side, if I guessed randomly on the multiple choice, statistically I’d still pass the class.
It probably won’t surprise you to know that I’m not a STEM major.
Agreed!
Being nuzzled by ponies is proven to increase people’s happiness factor by at least 20%.
Fake crab salad is not a good choice for a pony.
She would . . . the two of them would be a force to be reckoned with.
I’d assume they’d still go with the trots. That’s nice and universal across all equine-kind. (Equanity?)
What a fantastic movie. Haven't watched it in a long time, but it's one I've loved for years.
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That really is a great movie, and a good soundtrack, too. My favorite is “Casino.”
That’s good ambience music
(also, speaking of good ambience music, the background spa music in one of the MLP episodes is fantastic.)
The players also get way more protective gear. They mentioned tossing each other, so it probably shouldn't take long for her to figure out what happens if they flub the catch.
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They do. And they’re allowed to show effort when they play, while cheerleaders are always supposed to be happy and smiling and looking like they’re not putting any effort in at all.
Yeah, I’m sure she’s seen it happen in practice. And she’s probably seen pegasi crashland before, too.
Or did they? Ooooo-wooooo-wooooooh!
Forgive me, I don't know how to speak creepy.
10 full months. Yeah, that's pretty good.
It's a really good pun you guys.
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That's why you love her.
Understandable. Just write messages on candy hearts that they're for some reason giving out around Halloween.
I can say from personal experience it usually takes less than ten months to suffer the effects from a diet change.
It really is, even Silver should understand that.