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[Mar. 2nd, 2009|10:25 pm] |
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I occasionally feel the need to delete, privatize or mutilate a large majority of the posts in my LJ. I have done so. EVERYTHING IS GONE. |
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[Jan. 25th, 2009|06:30 pm] |
http://www.datenform.de/woweng.html
I have many questions about this. What if I am hostile or neutral to the person viewing my name, and it should therefore be seen in red or yellow, respectively? What if my real-life PvP flag is off, making it important that my name should be a pale violet color in order to demonstrate to the viewer that I am impossible to attack? These are issues that need to be addressed. |
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[Jan. 17th, 2009|02:23 am] |
Acceleration Due to Gravity: Super Mario Brothers (thanks, kottke)
We already recognized Mario as a jumper superior to most any found on Earth, but now we know that he performs these jumps against a gravitational force two to four times that of Jupiter. Mario vs. pre-crisis Superman, fight! |
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[Jan. 10th, 2009|08:11 pm] |
Thanks to ![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) madeupwordhere, I have discovered what is definitively the most awesome creature in the modern world, the red river hog:
( WARNING: Cuteness hazard )
Seriously, I wish I had invented this animal. Look at its tasseled ears! And the male's face looks like Dr. Wily's hair. If I ever write a novel set in a fantastical world of elves and sorcery, red river hogs will play a prominent role. |
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[Dec. 25th, 2008|08:22 pm] |
I dreamt that I had an appointment with an oral surgeon to have my wisdom teeth removed. When I got there, I expressed my confusion to the surgeon's assistant, explaining that all four of my wisdom teeth were already out. Her response was vague, but I wasn't bothered by it too much, even when the surgeon turned out to be a very surly and even hostile man. When they injected me with the anaesthetic, I was pretty confident that things would go well
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Apparently, I started typing the above and then abandoned it, causing it to be restored the next time I came to post an entry. I don't remember any of the dream anymore, so I guess you can make what you will of that part.
What I really came to say was: Tim Rice and Tim Curry should get together and make a fine dish of curry rice. This is especially good because one of them is a writer/lyricist and the other is an actor/singer, so they actually could collaborate on something. |
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[Dec. 13th, 2008|12:50 pm] |
I dreamed that I was at NCCC, walking from one class to another. I was returning to the school after a long hiatus--like the one I've taken from it in real life, except that in the dream I was still registered for the current semester and had simply neglected my classes madly while I had been gone, making this another installment in my prolific "forgot-to-go-to-a-class" series of dreams.
After attending a computer science class (replete with people who exist in real life), I left the classroom to go to a writing class and was almost immediately accosted by a crab. Initially, I assumed him to be unintelligent like a regular crab, but he shattered these perceptions and revealed himself as some sort of mythological crab trickster, much like a crustacean Coyote. I immediately felt the need to demonstrate respect for him, so I contemplated the possibility of describing him as "immense"; but, unsure that he was truly immense, I simply told him that his "intelligent self" should accompany me to my next class. He ignored that instruction.
The next individual I encountered was a man who strongly resembled Lieutenant Commander Data, clad in a black business suit. I walked past him at first without remark, but after a moment's thought, I turned, followed, accosted him, and remarked to him on his appearance. I had been entertaining the idea that he might actually be Brent Spiner, but this hope was quickly crushed as I noticed that he was wearing a nametag with a different name. It became apparent that he was a student at the school. He explained that masquerading as Data every day had a positive psychological effect on him, because he found it comforting when people spoke to him the way they spoke to Data--patiently correcting his android foibles, condescendingly instructing him on how to behave like a human, and so on. I had to go to my class, so, in the interest of satisfying his desires, I assumed the personality of a Starfleet commander and instructed him officiously to go to his class while I went to mine.
I continued failing to find the class. Eventually, it came to light that it was not a writing class, but was named "hammet.D," and had the designation "mud." In the dream, I knew a hammet to be a sort of fish, so I wondered why I was taking a class about fish in mud. I went to the information center with the intent to ask where the class was, but woke up shortly thereafter. |
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[Nov. 6th, 2008|03:08 am] |
THINGS DETERMINED TONIGHT:
1. The Trix Rabbit and Lucky the Leprechaun would benefit from forming an Anti-Kid Coalition to combat the constant theft of their cereals.
2. If you want to enjoy cereal in peace and without disturbance from kids, a bird is the thing to be.[1][2]
3. Snap, Crackle and Pop are in fact all male, despite my beliefs as an impressionable youth. |
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| You seem a decent fellow. I hate to die. |
[Nov. 1st, 2008|06:38 am] |
What are some of the funniest words to rhyme with "station?"
I mean phrases in the format of "[word ending in -ation] station." The idea is that the phrase should describe a kind of station whose existence would be ridiculous, or whose function is very unclear. Some good examples are "segregation station" and "dislocation station" (credit to mtails for this latter).
Please post any others you can think of. This is for no reas^H^H^H^H^H^H^H^H a very important cause. |
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[Sep. 29th, 2008|10:24 pm] |
I know how annoying it is to hear insubstantial, effusive stuff about someone else's love life, stuff that offers no intellectual stimulation and serves only to make you jealous if you're alone or vaguely disgusted if you aren't, but please bear with me for a moment:
I love Tiffany so much. |
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[Sep. 13th, 2008|07:21 am] |
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I remember Isaac Asimov saying something to the effect that he had difficulty persuading himself to read other science fiction, because anything he read was either worse than his work, in which case he'd have no patience with it, or better than his work, in which case he'd get miserable. I can easily imagine feeling similar sentiments if I were to become serious about writing. (The difference between me and Asimov, obviously, is that the latter experience would occur much more frequently than the former in my case.) |
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[Aug. 22nd, 2008|06:06 am] |
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I wish I had friends like the Dromiceiomimus and the Utahraptor to provide friendly and honest criticism of my activities almost all of the time. |
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[Jun. 10th, 2008|06:01 am] |
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For some reason, almost any song is more entertaining to me if I rearrange the lyrics' meaning in my head to depict an unreliable, insane and possibly murderous narrator. |
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[Jun. 8th, 2008|01:59 pm] |
| [ | Current Mood |
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| [ | Current Music |
| | The Smiths - Frankly, Mr. Shankly | ] |
I spent about 5 minutes trying to figure out why something plugged into this power strip didn't fucking work.
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[Mar. 29th, 2008|09:23 am] |
| [ | Current Mood |
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| [ | Current Music |
| | TMBG - Brain Problem Situation | ] |
Well, what the hell--I may as well start posting here again (though I probably won't anyway).
See, I'm already tired of it. |
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[Jan. 21st, 2008|11:35 pm] |
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Today is a day in remembrance and honor of Martin X, who was mad when they outlawed bell-bottoms. Let's all gather around and pay our respects. |
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[Sep. 25th, 2007|04:36 pm] |
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OH MY GOD!!!!!!!!!! MY LIFE WILL BE DESTROYED TERRIBLY UNLESS THE CURRENT READER OF THIS TEXT POSTS A COMMENT!!!!!!! JESUS!!!!! IT IS EXTREMELY IMPORTANT THAT YOU POST A COMMENT IMMEDIATELY, READER!!!! WAUUAUAUHAGHAHHGHAGHAGHH!!!!!!! |
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[Aug. 26th, 2007|02:22 am] |
Some Russian(?) guy has friended me without my having any idea who he is, and appears to have done the same to some other users, who have reacted badly to it for some reason. Me, I'm happy to have such fine Russian folk tales appearing on my friends page:
One boy was very good. He always obeyed mom and dad, in time made lessons and never it panelled. But when it grew, the police revealed in it in the bag of twenty CDS with child pornography and kilograms of cocaine. To one boy for a long time they did not give girl. Therefore he wrote very beautiful, romantic verses. But then some girl finally gave to it. Then boy overimbibed and he became astronomer.
Translated using Babelfish, of course. Other than that, though, his sole purpose in life appears to be posting large amounts of links to some "bayanam.net" at 4:22 PM. I assume he is some sort of bizarre spammer, but I'll leave him friended anyway. Hello, Russian guy, if you can read this. |
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[Aug. 25th, 2007|03:46 am] |
I've had my headphones on and turned up the entire time--I was absorbed in something else and kind of forgot about it. I dare anyone to beat me on this. |
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