I promised you all a near holidays surprise, but unfortunately Santa got high off those Doritos PiT left lying around, so he was late getting to my D-list Digs.
Your favorite D-List Monktress has finally found a way to get herself invited to the big leagues of Scientopia. And by that I mean they sent me 10000 white carnations and begged to be graced with my fantabulous presence (stop laughing!). And how could I refuse? It has fucking 'topia' at the end, how could this not be fantastic? And PLS said he'd make me a banner, and I've been dying for that for years, so there was approximately 0.01s between invitation sent and my replying YES TAKE ME, SIGN ME UP, I'VE GOT A PEN FULL OF N00B BLOOD GIMME GIMME.
Of course, I know you are all desolate and inconsolable that you will have to get your feet off my good e-carpet and take your e-shanking elsewhere. It's hard, I know. But I've put together a FAQ to help assuage some of your fears:
Are you abandoning this blog forevah now that you've moved to somewhere with new carpet?
Of course not, I spent a lot of money getting plastic put over my good sofa here, I'm not going to just leave it collect dust. A monktress' gotta remember where she comes from. Besides, I need somewhere to melodramatically flounce off too, just in case.
What drivel will you subject the masses to here then?
I'm going to start using this space to talk more about gaming, gamer culture, etc within the context of things I cannot tenuously analogize (shush) to graduate school. This will be strictly n00b sharing her opinion. I am NOT pro. I am NOT Olivia Munn lvls of hotness. I am NOT Felicia Day lvls of adorkable, and I will NOT be licking any consoles Jessica Chobot style.
Hermitage, are you going to get all serious on us and speak only of Important Topics in Science?
According to my academia rectal thermometer my arrogant stick is firmly lodged in place and not in danger of moving up any higher. So, no.
Hermitage, now that you're moving to a Classier place with a Standard of Conduct, are you finally going use fucking spell check?
Dude(ette) srsly, foh rls
So update your bookmarks, reclick the RSS feed thingy, and jump this unicorn because we're going to Scientopia.
Figure 1: Hermitage will always be your midnight e-whore. She's just doubling her rates because the new digs have fresh wallpaper and real potted plants 
4 comments:
I don't know where you find these pictures, Monktress. I can't decide which is worse: that hideous coat of silver paint and stick-on earrings that is passing for an outfit or the ombre mohair coat with which JCrew befouled its holiday catalog.
Yay, new blog! I will follow the Monktress thither.
Congrats, Hermitage! See you on the other side.
Santa ate all of the fucking Doritos and didn't leave me anything in return. Well, apart from the grant rejection that was sitting in my mailbox when I returned from the holiday break. Asshole.
Huzzah on the ShitHotTopia thingy though!
@Juniper: She part of my fameball altar that I pray to every night. Duhhh.
@GMP: Thanks! Yay I haz 2 whole people who will follow me to the new lands. I'm Moses, y'all.
@PiT: You better be banking some serious multi-renewal R01 karma right now or we're gonna have to go put a boot up Santa's ass.
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