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http://www.livejournal.com/users/mike_smith/tag/halfbloodprince -- Half Blood Prince, dissected chapter by chapter, by someone who hasn't read the other five books and doesn't plan to.

http://www.livejournal.com/users/flemco/1030663.html -- Sire Mixalot. These periodicals of the printing press state that it is in good Parisian style to resemble a victim of consumption / Fie! / Thy shape resembleth a glass of sweet wine

http://www.starwreck.com.nyud.net:8090/ -- Star Wreck, not the Leah Rewolinski books, but something completely different!

http://www.livejournal.com/users/theferrett/564398.html -- collapsing the wave: why cleaning up hurts so much

http://www.livejournal.com/users/theferrett/566216.html -- Like and Love -- the myth of unsupported Love, and the need for Like. (Related, but not discussed: why dysfunctional families dysfunction so much -- the "I love you but I don't like you very much right now ever, in fact" phenomenon.)

Words that keep making me say "WTF?": more babies

thette inadvertently helped out in the ongoing mock battle of pseudo-ideology between me and the Wonder Twins Poser-Geek Super and Rev. Not-So-Nice Super.

Jelly Babies would entirely possibly taste good with a nice coconut glaze.

I've had some questions about why the whole "You eat babies!" thing doesn't bother me. It's mostly because I know they don't really think I eat babies, and they get ragged on just as hard about assorted random crap by the rest of the bullpen. Lots of give-and-take, and I both give and take.

In other news, I came out of the bi-closet to Trendy Chick Super on Sunday. She is generally cool, but she called the workplace "homo", meaning "bad", and I asked her politely to not use that word in a negative sense. (Especially not in front of me.) She apologized, not having meant offense to me, and inquired as to why it offended me. I declined to answer in front of present company (Phone Call In Super and one of the male supervisors who hasn't got any notable distinct traits except for the broken back from the car wreck) but whispered something to her that she was able to decode in terms of a joke astrology sheet that had been going around. All was explained...

Whee IM fun!

Google now has chat. One can use their chat client, or use one's own Jabber-compliant client.

I love technology. I just installed GAIM, and I'm having so much fun. It's being much nicer than the current Y! piece of shit.



(I'm lucky in that my inner teenager is computer-savvy, and in fact more computer-savvy than I am. When she gets out, I go and hide from all the geekage. But she's competent, so we can work with that. And she talks now. And she has social skills. She's employable. I got really lucky. I'm going to haul her off the computer and us to bed, under all kinds of protest I'm sure.)

Whee, people trying to start dating symbology in color-coded button form.

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As if to compensate for previous absence, the cramps strike now. Hoping my bus karma continues good.

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Black Dew returns, but more sour. The Little Fayoumis will be beside himself, or moving fast enough to appear so.

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Yay! Dawn called! I am therefore happy. She Is likely to be at WorldCon '06. This also means all kinds of squee.

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I am not dreadfully reliable, but I like to pretend I am. This does not fool people for too long.

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I seem to be on time today. Good bus karma. Blood sugar starting to crash. Will have to fix lest oJsh brutally condemn.

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OJsh is like slpee, only instead of restful sleep, it is pyrogenic.

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My assignment: het, no dialogue.

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It is also mundane and an affair.

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Used sis's stoplight trick to catch the bus. Left a blessed quarter as sacrifice. Peace and blessing to travelers.