So if tomorrow we're all reduced to component atoms, stardust, and the sound of voices screaming "I told you so!" into the voice, well...
I regret nothing.
If it's more entertaining, imagine it's a Large Hadrosaur Collider, in which dinosaurs are jammed together to see what new fabulous beasts emerge.
Context isn't the only one concerned.

This should make anyone feeling worried a bit safer...
Besides, I still haven't learned Cree yet. No dying until I can at least say, "Made of awesome!" in Cree.
and nothing of value was losti wish i'd been a girlyfrankly, my dear, i don't give a damnfuck the policethis is the last of earthi am readysuch is lifegoodnight, my darlings, i'll see you tomorrowshit.Edited at 2008-09-10 03:50 am (UTC)
I need to get a last big shebang going up on campus.
Really, this is lj. I *can't* be the first person to have thought of this, can I?
ETA: So if tomorrow we're all reduced to component atoms, stardust, and the sound of voices screaming "I told you so!" into the voice, well...
Everything happens for a reason.
Edited at 2008-09-10 05:00 am (UTC)
SO FANDOM IS AT RISK!
*points* I see you.
Also? DINOSAURS! xD
Perhaps this is the TRUE consequence of losing the game.
"...Whhhyyyy...?"
Then he explained about the recreation of the Big Bang and his panic-inducing fear of the world coming to an end via the experiment.
Cue my panic rising. But I have to comfort him. Then my brain switches to, Dammit, do I still have to finish that paper that's due tomorrow? Logic tells me yes. Panic says hell no... I'll finish it in the morning -- IF THERE IS ONE! Right now? Cuddles time.
Some say that the Large Hadron Collider will spell the end of the world. Heres my theory on how this will happen.
The LHC, which actually stands for Large Hardon Collider, will propell two large hardons towards each other at faster-than-light speeds. The result of this is that for a fraction of a second, the balls will touch but time won't have caught up and thus even though the balls are touching, it won't be gay.
The end result of this is a paradox; balls touching whilst not being gay. This will cause the immediate area to go up in a fiery conflagration that will make the Tsar Bomba H-bomb test look like a firecracker!
And I almost wrote hole there. *wonders if that was a Freudian slip...only in writing*