Azure Jane Lunatic (azurelunatic) wrote,
Azure Jane Lunatic

Back to reality

I'd change the subtitle of the journal to "fluent in Javascript as well as Klingon" ... except that I'm fluent in neither.
I fail the Weird Al Geek Test.

I am, however, playing "White and Nerdy" over and over and over and over. It's another "Lose Yourself", I think. (Anyone who was around for that incident with Sis, feel free to like hit me or something.)

I already had this conversation two weeks ago:
them: hey who is this
me: Um, you're the one IMing me. Shouldn't you know that?
them: umm no
me: All right then. I can safely assume that since you don't know, you don't need to know. Have a nice life! *waves*

Just a bit ago:
them: hey who is this
me: We already had that conversation. You added me, I don't know you, so why the hell did you add me?

Um. Oi.

Surreal errors:
"Sorry! an inexplicable error has occurred.
This error has been forwarded to MySpace's technical group."

The Shakespeare Programming Language -- poetic expression, translated to C!

Balloon molecules! Via, um, I think it was xinef.

I went to the workplace and did things. I worked on graphs, then I got ganked to monitor $ISSUE_SIDE_JOB, then after that was done I got ganked to dial on $OTHER_SIDE_MINI_JOB. Then I had more graphs, and some in between. I left a machine attempting to run some. I need a beefier machine if I am going to do graphs, dammit. I left a note on the monitor.

I remain dreadfully amused by Darkside's mom's easy assumption that I have some form of secret power over the Darkside. The "You! Maybe you can teach him how to clean house!" speaks of boundless optimism, that Darkside can be taught to clean house. The easy assumption is that if anyone can teach him to do so, it would be me, where his mother has failed. That's the kicker. Why me? hcolleen would be willing to bet that he talks about me when I'm not around. ...Do boys do that?
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