Month: January 2005

Networking is love! My friggin' switch finally came in, so I now don't need to go to the cafeteria to have a network connection. JOY!

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Old men who wear full-length fur coats scare me.

I can't describe it any better than this:

Got into the store where I proceeded to bounce like Tigger for a bit, scaring the man next to R at the veggie counter. Then we played football with a cauliflower, which gained us a fan. Though R's skills as a quarterback were questioned when I told the guy he had actually been aiming for my head. Chased a girl with mukluks, met a captain and his first mate, I smacked R with some butt slice, licked another magazine, and made the cashier laugh when I made the Valentine's Day mascot do a jig. On the way home for some reason we found the need to discuss various genitals along with scary hand motions. […] Then I was off to bounce through the kitchen while yummy dinner was prepared. We sat down to eat and watch Iron Chef Asshat compete in the Buffalo Brawl. Then there was the commercial for goo-covered veggies that made me gag. After that was an attempt at beheading with a ceiling fan, a.k.a. the Fan O' Death. And the rocket man.

Fell asleep watching TV with Sara and I woke up with my shoulder completely f'ed up. I was sore and *really* burpy for most of the night. Not good. Feeling better now, but I'm still a bit achey. Blergh. On the plus side, it seems that IBM is finally getting its collecitve thumb out, woot!

Nominate the best ever LJ icon you've ever seen. Tell me why. The winner gets a prize. Don't know what yet. Probably bragging rights, but who knows. This is a puely biased competition. I am the sole judge. Bow down before my omnipotence.

I watched pimp my ride tonight without being able to inflict it on Sara. That's just wrong.

My laptop is configured to connect to the strongest wi-fi source it can locate. Unfortunately, this turns out to be hazardous to my health when I'm at work because the strongest wi-fi sources are not necessarily at McGill. So far today, I think I've connected to two or three different unprotected home networks. This is annoying cause on one hard, I need a network connection to do my work but on the other, I do not want to be accused of hacking from work.

*is annoyed*

Woke up with a headache and a sore throat and guess what? both are still with me.

As I'm typing this, I'm sitting in the cafeteria cause it's the only place I can connect to the McGill wi-fi network. My “office” is on the opposite side of the building and gets crap signal.

IBM is being a pain in the ass and not responding to my enquiries. I am less than impressed.

I'm worried about people I care about and feel powerless to help them.

All in all, I am a happy camper.

I've been having weird dreams lately. As in, really fucking weird. As in sodomizing pirates and bondage dungeon Buffy the Vampire Slayer driving a black chevy nova.

I mean, WTF?