I updated to the newest version for the sake of one goddamn tag that version 1.2 didn’t support. Took me forever. But now the date (in the itty bitty drabgreenish square) only shows up once per day.
In the process of all of this, I uglified my comments links. So I came out even in the end. Conclusion: waste of my time. Meh, what else would I have been doing?
I swear! I haven’t posted anything here in ages, because I’m a terrible person. I had nothing worthwhile to say. I probably still don’t, but I can’t let that stop me anymore. Plus — I can get within a ten foot radius of a computer now that the Cyanotic album is done. So, you’re all in trouble now. Recommencement of ranting is imminent!
Workaholics — time to fall off the wagon.
???
I think it was a commercial for Six Flags.
Now… if you were a workaholic, being on the wagon would mean abstaining from work. yes? Because you’d be addicted to work, and trying to quit.
So…
Falling off of the wagon would mean going back to work, yes?
So…
Why would Six Flags (or whoever the hell it was) want workaholics off of the wagon?
Idiots.
I can see no other explanation. The engine light came on shortly after I bought the car (I’m not sure how dealerships arrange for this type of thing, but I assure you that it cannot be a coincidence), and spent the last few months shining joyfully at me, the little bastard. Today, the light is off. It is either a miracle, or the engine light is now broken along with the engine. I am going to ignore one of these two possible scenarios. I was going to get the problem checked out eventually (I swear), but thank Jeebus, that will no longer be necessary.
Also a miracle: if you put a nickel and two dimes into a vending machine and press the return coin button, presto chango, they have been melded together to form a quarter, perfect for doing laundry! I didn’t experiment with dollar bills (peh! you think I have dollar bills? well, I can tell you, that is a LOT more money than I have, indeed!), but that would have been an even greater miracle. Because at the moment, every flat surface in my apartment is covered with pants! Everywhere! Pants! Also, I could have had my pick of vended goods. Hurray!
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It’s like, how much more cool could this be? And the answer is none. None more cool.
St00pid. That will be all.
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I am bored.
Nobody needs to be awake at 11am.
The terrorists have developed what is in essence a sophisticated heat beam which they call a ‘laser.’ Using these ‘lasers’… blah blah blah.
Better get out that hefty ransom.
One MILLION dollars!!!
I don’t have any suspension of disbelief when it comes to fiction on TV, but I just can’t take the news seriously anymore, for some reason.
cl. is centilitre. Or car-load. I’m going to go with… er… centilitre. Because I think a car could hold more than that shot glass.
Those test posts certainly took long enough to show up. I hate my webhost. The mail system is entirely fux0red.