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May. 7th, 2007 01:16 amOk, I think my obligatory birthday sulk is over.
It's been a pretty good series of days really. I have pet 8 cats in the past 4 days. That's a pretty good cat to day ratio. Actually, I guess I didn't pet any new cats today, so we'll call it 8:3. Even better, though not quite the 12:1 I was running through most of high school. I didn't much enjoy high school though, so clearly this equation needs work. Who'd have ever guessed that there was more to the quality of one's life than the ability to interact with felines?
Assorted other awesomeness:
While on the BART, I happened to glance over and saw somebody reading from a tiny notebook that seemed to contain nothing but handwritten lyrics to Depeche Mode songs. Why would you have a tiny notebook of handwritten song lyrics? Is he in a Depeche Mode cover band? Is he writing a thesis entitled "Strangelove: Sexual Identity and the New Wave moment"? Does he have a small candle encrusted shrine to David Gahan in his room? Tantalizing.
It has been so long since I looked at Home Star Runner that there was not 1, but 2 new Teen Girl Squads for my perusal. Must resist urge to ask attractive people "So, uhhhh, do you like cloth?".
I have cake. Of 2 kinds even!
I finally got to play a proper multi player game of Caylus. I think I might actually like it more than Puerto Rico, but only time will tell. It even has lewd terminology if you're dirty minded enough, which as anyone who has played "I've got wood for sheep" Settlers of Catan can tell you is a plus. Totally referring to masturbation as "Manipulating the provost" from here on out.
We've been figuring out collective nouns for gamers tonight on IRC. Some of the suggestions:
A roll of gamers. An unattraction of gamers. A sweat of gamers. A manifestation of gamers.
I came up with another that I'm sort of proud of: A loneliness of misanthropes.
I love collective nouns.
I'm done writing this now.
Oh wait, I forgot to mention that I picked up the new and sexy Alejandro Jodorowsky box set, which means I no longer need my relatively ghetto import versions of Holy Mountain or El Topo. Anyone want em? They're pretty lousy quality, but enh, free!
It's been a pretty good series of days really. I have pet 8 cats in the past 4 days. That's a pretty good cat to day ratio. Actually, I guess I didn't pet any new cats today, so we'll call it 8:3. Even better, though not quite the 12:1 I was running through most of high school. I didn't much enjoy high school though, so clearly this equation needs work. Who'd have ever guessed that there was more to the quality of one's life than the ability to interact with felines?
Assorted other awesomeness:
While on the BART, I happened to glance over and saw somebody reading from a tiny notebook that seemed to contain nothing but handwritten lyrics to Depeche Mode songs. Why would you have a tiny notebook of handwritten song lyrics? Is he in a Depeche Mode cover band? Is he writing a thesis entitled "Strangelove: Sexual Identity and the New Wave moment"? Does he have a small candle encrusted shrine to David Gahan in his room? Tantalizing.
It has been so long since I looked at Home Star Runner that there was not 1, but 2 new Teen Girl Squads for my perusal. Must resist urge to ask attractive people "So, uhhhh, do you like cloth?".
I have cake. Of 2 kinds even!
I finally got to play a proper multi player game of Caylus. I think I might actually like it more than Puerto Rico, but only time will tell. It even has lewd terminology if you're dirty minded enough, which as anyone who has played "I've got wood for sheep" Settlers of Catan can tell you is a plus. Totally referring to masturbation as "Manipulating the provost" from here on out.
We've been figuring out collective nouns for gamers tonight on IRC. Some of the suggestions:
A roll of gamers. An unattraction of gamers. A sweat of gamers. A manifestation of gamers.
I came up with another that I'm sort of proud of: A loneliness of misanthropes.
I love collective nouns.
I'm done writing this now.
Oh wait, I forgot to mention that I picked up the new and sexy Alejandro Jodorowsky box set, which means I no longer need my relatively ghetto import versions of Holy Mountain or El Topo. Anyone want em? They're pretty lousy quality, but enh, free!
