Nov. 8th, 2004

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Almost 48 hours.

I have no idea how you LAN-party geeks can stand the taste of Red Bull, but I have to admit, chase it down with some Excedrin and you can keep sharp all through the night. I think I recall eating ... something on Monday.

Reactive frequency white noise generators were the easy part, once Doctor MacTaggart brought down the vibranium paneling. Stuff's a bitch to work without a plasma torch, though. So, of course, they brought me a plasma torch. I love this place.

Fiber-optic sutures, now THOSE were a stroke of genius. I can't believe no one thought of that before. Wait, yes I can. Because I'm the most brilliant mind on the planet, baby!

I helped save someone's life over the past two days, they tell me. And I'm not sure if that's more of a rush than all the caffeine. And, I mean, it was easy. No one gave me any shit about needing materials or space to work or soda or anything.

Now if I could only remember how the hell I got back up to my room. And where the hell my pants went.

I made something that saved someone's life. This is so cool.

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