In the same sort of way a burlap sack full of shattered glass, hope, and vaporub is cuddly, yea I guess you could say that... "cuddly" ... hmm. Yes. Definitely cuddly.
I'm faced with the reality that I might have to wear something other than shorts to work today. I'm... I don't know. This doesn't feel right? Where I'm gonna put all my stuff?! And things?!! I miss my pockets already. "-2c, feels like -8c"... stupid winter. Lousy snow. Stupid winter is...
The woman who cuts my hair has hand lotion which smells exactly like a ~1980s Strawberry Shortcake doll.
Berry exciting indeed.
Don't let me sleep more than 30 minutes.
"As a Life Path 11, you possess an inordinate amount of energy and intuition. There is so much going on in your psyche that you are often misunderstood early in life, making you shy and withdrawn. You have far more potential than you know. You galvanize every situation you enter. You inspire...
When Monday misses its first strike and somehow the fallen, weebles start standing back up, cracked and melted, and someone's drawn teeth and small arms on 'em and they've got more momentum than a Wednesday or a Thursday. Godspeed you magnificent weeble bastards. You wobbly plastic eggs.
+1
I seem to teeter between P/J depending on ${STUFF}.
Same thing. I think. Put me in a room with myself and I'll fight myself to the death for the right to be me.
Do love myself a lot. I'm fucking awesome.
There is virtue in the Network. Without those first three layers we're back to carrier pigeons and sneakers. (EDIT: 'course you can do layer 3 over pigeons or sneakers or both. But u get my drift)
Take the CCNA. If you get any kind of thrill when you think about telecom or how that little...
And then Itch gets a free pass for the deadline he would have missed, which has been pushed back til next week.
This is why I never learn.
Or am very, very lucky.
Either. Both. Whatever.
Now I should take the opportunity to finish that up. Except...
...SQUIRREL!!!
Technically you have to swap that Santa for a tree or sommat. The Amish don't do Saint Nick.
http://www.theamishquilt.com
This carefully arranged display is fradulent.
I don't have a good reason like being knackered from herding chi'drens all day, I'm afraid. There's no excuse; it's all me. Wouldn't change a thing though... gives me my edge.
Okay maybe a few things. And then curry!
I typed "Is that Ron Jeremy at 0:44" into an instant messenger conversation with a co-worker.
Wrong laptop.
But is that Ron Jeremy at 0:44? He's looking old.
For the record, I have procrastinated the everloving shit out of the one thing I set out to do today. Yesterday, rather. Whenever. I AM STILL PROCRASTINATING.
...hey i wonder if there's some laundry I could be processing right now.
WANNA RIDE BIKES?!
Never saw the green mile but now I want to write to Tom Hanks.
"Dude when that dude grabbed your junk in that movie... what was your first thought? Was it Brando? Butter?"
Like... my last three posts have started out with me clicking into a reply window, picking up my keyboard and typing...
...into the wrong laptop.
I should pretend to pay closer attention when I am pretending to multitask.
:kodama1:
I hadn't heard of them before now, so I checked out a "best of" compilation. Briefly.
It was funnier if I listened to 5-10 seconds, then scrolled ahead a minute or two and listened for 5 or so more seconds, repeat.
I think "they" wanted to make it part of Atlantica.
But yeah if you think of the continent having both the United States of America AND Canada pegging out territory on it... I think that puts Canada in North America.
Nova Scotia however is firmly planted in Canada.
...last I checked anyway...
If I can't export to csv and do it in a few lines of unix then it's someone elses problem.
More and more often these days it becomes my problem and stays my problem.
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