Sewing...

I don't know how to sew. I never learned how. But I do sew... in my nightmares.

My panda, my toy. I have ripped its appendages off. I sew different appendages on. I don't know how to sew, so I poke myself with the needle over and over again.

I woke up with two bloody fingers this morning. How can I bleed from a dream?

I have a plan. I will talk to you about it tomorrow. Tonight I solved an issue (I think) with a particularly troublesome sequence of DNA, with the help of an extinct species of ermine. Tomorrow I'll know for sure.

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I'm sorry

I did not post yesterday. I was in bed asleep.

I had this dream. I was out in the snow. The monster was there again. This time it had a baby doll's head, a cow's body, the legs of a horse, and an alligator's tail. It sat in front of me. We faced each other in a game of ... what's it called when you stare without blinking?

I was going to win the game. But then P.J. was there. He placed a jacket around my shoulders and the monster was gone. I wasn't dreaming at all. I was really sitting outside. P.J. saw me walk out of the station's security doors on the security monitor. He saved me.

I hadn't slept in 75 hours. Rhumkorff got me good for blogging about him. I hate everything about his place now, except for P.J. and Teyshawn.

I go to work now.

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I been up 48 hours straight...

rhumkorff is crazy man. i have been entering dna sequences for four new mammals. he brings food and dr pepper to my desk every two hours. he yells at me, tells me i'm useless. i raised my voice once and he yelled for five minutes straight... tells me the project will fail and it will be my fault. he called me a fat waste. teyshawn stepped between him and me. he wouldn't say anything to stop him. just kept him from hitting me. he would not hit me, would he?

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maybe he is right. maybe people dying because i am too slow. maybe ancestor is already in my machine, but the sequences i code by hand are causing too many issues. the cow macrophages won't allow the embryos to survive over five minutes now. i am missing something. i am patching together so many things. i hear the laughing from the corner. iseethemonster. he is there. i will ignore it. go away. i have work to do. you are not my friends. only rhumkorff reads my blog apparently. colding is my only friend. i will will sfvsdaasvb

Damn him!

Rhumkorff woke me up at 4:30 am and we are going through another round of testing. I didn't have time to check, but I bet he read my blog. I could be fired for this.

What am I thinking? He can't fire me. He needs me too much.

Gotta run. Claudette Overgard is yelling... she's mad at ME because Klaus woke her up too. Not my fault.

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Rhumkorff is Khu Wu!

http://blogs.genada.com/rhumkorrf/?p=3

Klaus thinks I cannot see his blog... thinks I am blocked by this silly firewall. He is despicable (khu wu). He is a... I don't know the word.

He is the type of person that takes credit for other people's hard work. True, he came up with the idea for the ancestor project. Instead of attempting to create a chimera, animals such as pigs combined with human DNA, creating new species of creatures that would possess organs that human immune systems might accept... Rhumkorff came up with the idea of going back to the beginning... the beginning of mammalian life... our ANCESTOR.

You see, the problem with chimeras is a simple one. You build a pig with human DNA, you end up exposing those proteins to simple pig viruses. Then boom, you get a simple virus that jumps species, and you have a human epidemic worse than AIDS ten times over.

But our ancestor, a mammal that would have enough of our genetic blueprint within its DNA... ah, that would be so much safer than building a chimera.

Rhumkorff's great idea. Bah. Without Overgard, the geneticist that has successfully brought back the qagga from extinction by altering the genes of its living cousin, the zebra... without my God Machine which allows us to extrapolate the genetic data from hundreds of different mammals as we attempt to recreate this Ancestor... Rhumkorff would be nothing more than a man with a crazy idea... a man that as Mister Colding would say "talks out of his ass hole."

Ha ha... I'd like to see that.

Ah, I remember the word now. thesaurus.com helps me with my english... klaus is a megalomaniac.

I will beat this. I will prove to Klaus Rhumkorff that Lui Jiandan is more valuable than ten men.

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The dream again...

I can't take this nightmare anymore. Actually it is a daymare now (is that a word?). I see my panda, my favorite doll from my childhood, with parts from all of these other animals and dolls, all sewn together. I know I have created this thing, this creature with the alligator head. I feel the pinpricks in my dreams. I've awakened and seen my bloody fingers... PJ says I must have bitten my fingernails, but I know better.

But I see the doll now when I'm awake. I'm staring at it right now, in the corner. It mocks me. It watched our test today. No better than last time. All embryos dead within eleven minutes. Teyshawn suggested a change to how we create the outer membrane of the embyo. It might help us limit the number of chemical signals that escape from the inner lining of the embryo... what the god machine creates. If Tyshawn's suggestion works, it might get us closer...

PJ says that Bobby is coming for a visit soon. I hope he will bring me more samples of extinct or near-extinct creatures. I need more data. THAT is what I need most of all. Data will give us our Ancestor... and my dream monster will mock me no more.

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My life IS a chess game

Chess is life... you see the board... you see the pieces... where the lines of force are... where the board is influenced by the pieces on both sides.

My da shi, my masters, always told me that life is different than chess because life is unpredictable. I disagree. My mind has always allowed me to increase the predictability of events that happen around me. My dreams fill in the gaps.

Because of this, I now know that very bad things are coming. The ancestor project... my work... Rhumkorff is like a rook that has an open board. P.J. may be my knight, but I don't think he will be able to save me...

I need a Dr. Pepper. Bye friends. I'll be back soon.

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