About
restraint.org is a loose collection of writing, links, ravings, photos, news, fiction, and bad poetry by Jairus Khan. This website has been here (off and on) for ten years or so, and was around in various other forms for three or four years before that.
I spend most of my off-hours working (in Ottawa, Canada) to promote underground arts and media, and trying to keep independent music from being smothered by an anachronism popularly known as ‘the industry’. I DJ weekly, promote concerts/festivals regularly, make beep-beep noises in an industrial-metal band, and release CC-licensed albums for my industrial-slash-experimental-electronic project Ad·ver·sary, which sounds something like robots fucking to My Bloody Valentine.
When I’m not working with, promoting, listening to, or writing music, I design very angry websites, flyers, book jackets, and the sort for various arts projects. I supplement my music/design income (roughly enough to buy a pocketful of buttons a month) by developing counter-hacking courses and moonlighting as a web coordinator for the man.
I also bake very tasty cookies.
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DEAR LJ,
YOU ARE MY ONLY FRIEND. NOT COUNTING YOU I AM FRIENDLESS. I HAVE NO OTHER FRIENDS.
YOUR FRIEND,
SLOOT
P.S. EVERYBODY HATE ME
Heh, I thought that was a![[info]](http://stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif)
zeewhiteninja post at first. My bad! +P
I’ve been there.
I have many pencil pals, most of whom are my only friends.
Are pencil pals like ghetto versions of pen pals?
now THAT would make more sense.
Well, for Charlie Brown, it was a way to get around the fact that his pen always leaked.
And, your icon, is that a B Vitamin? I am going to guess, either a B Vitamin or an exotic disassociatve. But it isn’t DXM, Ketamine or PCP.
Now I am going to be wondering about it for a while. We have a phenyl, and a pyrole. Compounds where you have a homocyclic ring and a heterocyclic ring hanging together like that often are used as coenzymes or neurotransmitters, or disrupters therefore. But it isn’t a B Vitamin. Is that…
No, it isn’t Nicotine.
Something else in the acetylcholine family?
It isn’t muscarine, or scopalamine…
It is something obvious, isn’t it?
Well, guess I will go sleep on it.
Check ISBN: 0494017023
in the National Library of Canada, Canadiana: 20062061070
and if you actually visit the National Library, see NL Stacks – Mic.F. TK- 01702
There’s two copies, w00t. On microfiche, though.
It is (R)-3-hydroxy-1-phenyl-4,4-dimethylpyrrolidin-2-one. I made that one, along with the 1-(4-methoxyphenyl) version in racemic and enantionmerically pure approaches when I was in grad school.
i lurve you loomie :) you have good brainmeats…
When I am defeated, my foes will have a feast for days!
oh my god. i’m dying over here. you are making me laugh to death.
you are a funny bitch leslie. xxxo love love love xxxxo.
oh, and jairus – this post has almost cycled off my friends page – i think you’re due to post another giant meme result/cartoon/whatnot to eff-up my page and make it all scroll-y.
okay super – thanks.
well you got the bitch part right anyhow…seriously, ask around ;)
and truth hurts, sometimes…especially if you really are a jerk…
x0
pass the salt…
OH I’VE HEARD!
Yes, but what does it do?
Can I ride it like a pony?
Anyway, the point of my rambling is that in the book, they talk about how the brain turns to mushy black goo a few days after death.
Makes me wonder if one were to eat brain right away, it might not be too bad (a la Indiana Jones).
It allows people to (selectively) make right-handed or left-handed alpha-amino acids in an automated fashion.