March 19th, 2005


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I tend to use Google as an adjunct to my brain. It's easy to type in a word or phrase and find out a slice of information and fluff that reflects the popular informatrix.

This morning, I typed the phrase "Uwe Boll" "good director" in to see if anyone actually thought it was possible. I hit the return key.

Suddenly, there was this huge sound that I can only describe as a cross between a huge cloth ripping, and the stone-on-stone sound of a tomb being opened after millennia. I felt things warp, and a small rip in the fabric of space-time appeared above my computer. It made a howling sound like everything was both getting sucked into it and spewing from the other side; nasty things that are better of left unspoken.

I managed to close the search window, and the rip sealed up with a "thoom" sound, and I was left with all of my papers and things slowly settling to the ground in vast disarray.
  • Current Mood
    weird weird

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Big chunk O the day was spent removing garbage from the computer: spyware, virus cleaning, old programs I never use, etc. I still have this weird connection problem where I occasionally can't see websites... I've reset the cable modem a couple of times as well.
Checked the TCP/IP settings, they all looked fine. Changed a couple of them, then changed them back and re-saved, and it seems to be working now.

Tonight is the watching of DVDs.
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    cranky cranky

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Wow-- I'm glad I didn't go back home this weekend. Although I'm surprised it snowed; usually it picks the weekends that I do go home to dump all over me.

It's in the 50's down here. A little rain.
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    uncomfortable uncomfortable