Does anyone have a pdf? I just happen to need this book.
alzymologist
Whatever, it's normies who are supposed to be sorting us out. You know that only normies themselves are standartizeable, we are just being ourselves, - non-normies.
I'll surely name something after an element if applicable, but the onec I was considering in the past turned out to be occupied already.
How to say you have adhd without saying it.
https://www.scho-ka-kola.de/homepage-english.html Totally particle accelerator targets
the page doesn't seem to mention the coolest fact that, like coca-cola, the composition was a bit different a century ago.
Not your regular beta, it's PET - so it's positrons that didn't live too long.
Oh, I forgot to mention that my story was happening in Moscow. Radiation safety rules there are... unusual. You get slapped for handling a thorium chunk in an explicitly hot environmental lab outside of fume hood, then dump ion exchange resin flush down the drain. You get strict access control in Kurchatov institute with weeks prior to entry to submit documents just to get to a meeting room, but then the same area has radioactive waste dumped between the trees in forested area (yes, it's in center of the city with many times more people than my whole country).
And then it's regular ALARA. For that girl, that is, screw them those bystanders on the train. Clearly the fancy hospital with all that gear was one of those damned places where government and oligarchs get patched up and regular people are only experimental test samples, and they made no secret out of that.
I remember my senior advisor student tellimg me a story how she went to industrial lab internship in a hospital with these things.
They had their own little collider there. They made synthetic radioactive cocaine to study something in the brain.
They didn't measure the drug dosage, they just filled the syringe and waited holding it near a radiation counter for radiation to drop to desired level.
Once she spilled something and dipped her hand in it. She was told to hold a hand away rfom the body for a day - on a train ride home, in shower, in sleep - to protect internal organs. Next day, radiation was gone, down to natural level.
These things are amazing.
It's even worse: they differ in edibility across the globe. I've eaten them some times, they are mostly tasty because when they sprout in Spring it's mostly nothing else available; cooking is extremely important (it's more like 2 boilings really, 7 is a bit exaggerated). And worst part: apparently they also have some unwashable slow accumulating toxin that seems to cause cancer over loooong time. Well, still quite tempting, but I kind of try to keep away from this stuff - Finland is somewhat close to border where they might become too dangerous. To mess with me, they produce huge crops in my forest - that my friends are happy to take. Well then my forest also produces large amounts of Cortinarius rubellus that they also attempt to collect occasionally. I force them to wash their hands after showing and explaining to them ID - I mean, yeah, it's safe to just touch them, it's just if you went so far as collect them in the wild with intention to eat, I probably shouldn't trust you to know what you are doing, which is exactly thee requirement to be able to chew and spit out a deadly mushroom with no harm to yourself.
yeah, it's all safe through the skin. It's just that you can always accidentally scratch an eye, or something along the lines. Furthermore, there are toddlers (that's why I'm a bit overly careful here, lol) that just mess things up randomly, like lick their/your hands, put things in places they shouldn't be. We don't really even know for certain how dangerous spores are too, all known cases could be explained by other delivery methods IMO, but is it really worth the risk when being safe on this stage is trivial?
Rather, don't touch it, and if you do, wash your hands (in the woods? Come up with something that does not bruise!). These things might have so high load that even stains or spores could screw you up.


Why would a man ground his pin? Doesn't he need it, like, in an excited state?