Working hard for the cash

[fredericks]

I'm broke. I need cash. I run across this ad on Craigslist.org:

FREE TIME?
Healthy Controls wanted to participate in a research study
for measurement of neurochemicals in spinal fluid.

Must be: Aged 18-65 & Medication-free

Involves: 1 overnight stay in the hospital and a spinal tap

Payment: $200!

If interested, email Alexis with your contact info at:
brainimaging@neuron.cpmc.columbia.edu

Pretend you're my Jiminy Cricket for a sec. What do you think I should do?

[Poll #395562]

Comments

[devoosha.livejournal.com]

I've heard they are painful...lot of pain for only $200 :)

[fredericks.livejournal.com]

I know. *grin* I think it's funny the way they just throw it in like it's a casual thing.

"Overnight stay and a spinal tap."

The average Joe's like, "That's all? Hmm. Sounds like a deal!"

Science can be shady like that.

Definitely not worth it....

[kommisar.livejournal.com]

for $200... now if that were in Euros.

Oh.... I've been meaning to mention something to you. A friend from my program took me out the other night -- we were killing time between an after work party and a pub crawl we were going to get into with some other people from our course. Anyway, he said to me, "Are you interested in trying one of my places?" And I said, "Do they serve beer?"

Anyway, I could make this story very long, but to make it short, I go to the bar and he tells me that it's actually quite famous. I said, "Why?" and he said... "This is the bar where they film Queer as Folk."

And instantly, I knew I was going to be writing this to you. Kind of funny how life just interacts....

A-hem

[fredericks.livejournal.com]

Okay, the sound you might have heard around, say, 11:45 EST on Thursday the 2nd? No, it wasn't a dying cat, or a weird high-pitched siren; that was me squealing like a blinkin' schoolgirl out of sheer *jealousy*. I kid you not. You were in Woody's (which is what it's called in the show...)? Mein Gott, could you *be* any cooler?

And I'm not wondering whether you got the postcard I sent out to you last week anymore. Mainly because I found said postcard in the bottom of my bookbag this morning. Sorry big-big. I'll see if I can't get that out of here tomorrow afternoon.