Mynxae's Maliciously Magnificent Random Banter #183

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The mere description of your ring evokes images of unrivalled colour into my mind. Truly, you are fortunate to have such an object in your possession.
I shall have to read up on garnets once more as it has been several years since I last absorbed knowledge concerning them.

Here are some pictures of it:

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The photography does not capture the opal's fire very well, which is green, orange, blue, and a few flakes of purple. Opals are another of my favourite stones.

All this talk of folks' favourite gems is pleasing me. In regards to pigeon's blood rubies, I have been very curious about the source of the name before myself: this article is as good as any in explaining that nobody really knows why the Burmese rubies that are highly saturated red with violet overtones are called that [about 3/4 down].

In regards to your other post, *hugs* & are you feeling any better today? If there is one thing I understand well, it is the need to be alone in a quiet place.

Yup, there was, and it was awesome.

Joss Whedon had always want to produce a musical, and when he knew he had such a musical cast (Anthony Stewart Head was in a band as well as a West End production of The Rocky Horror Show (they even released him singing Sweet Transvestite as a single), James Marsters has played solo and in a band, Amber Benson didn't have such a musical background but happened to be quite good), he knew he just had to make a musical episode for Buffy. He was adamant though, that it can't be a once off standalone kind of thing, it must have a lasting impact on the plot (and that it did).

Mr. Head's rendition of Sweet Transvestite is so sexy. In fact he is so sexy. I would bite Mr. Head everywhere.

That was a great episode

Just point the nozzle away from it and it'll be fine.

I'm most definitely finetastic. Myxolidiously perfect in terms of Doric modality as much as a Russian Minor on Greek modality. Minictastically ectastic with a flare of refenestration of the highest order due to the conflagration of my confabulations. It is a clarity of the upmost hypernormality which I experience through which I can say that I indeed are not loopy or my head is at all fruity.

*hugs*

*then steps away carefully, as from an overturned jug of nitroglycerin*

This sounds rather interesting, I must watch this. -Goes off to search for "Once More, With Feeling"-

Is it even safe to eat normal snow?

Do not listen to Dimonite! It is a perilous endeavour. Travellers who get lost in winter without food eat snow to staunch their hunger, but it drives them mad and they become the Wendigo: the wandering insane man-eater. That's science.