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— @joahua
If in doubt, factorise!
But I can’t factorise!
Well… that’s a lie. I re-taught myself how to, for what must be the twentieth time, yesterday (or thereabouts).
So that’s a few free marks.
Halfway through a question.
Which I don’t possess the knowledge to commence.
Ooooh! My music, it’s clipping!
*wanders off to inanely fiddle with streams, playback, filters and miscellaneous other things for about half an hour*
I haven’t even touched coffee for well over three days now, and yet I’m as high as a kite. I’m convinced that chook was being fed hormones, with caffeine and guarana on the side!
Don’t deny it… they’re so cool. I want to be a sloth. Sleeping 15 to 18 hours a day, UPSIDE-DOWN! And, they’re nocturnal. I haven’t really got that far to go, although I do need to work on the moss thing…
Hat-tip: Katyana
Wow! The dog (which I have no photo no half-decent photo of, else I would link — note to self: do something about this some time) just started CHASING SOMETHING!!! This is soooo out of character… if it wasn’t still acting so similarly, I’d say it had been kidnapped and replaced by its
evil hyperactive twin!
He’s usually something of a slob… lying around, eating, and occasionally walking (at a decidedly moderate pace), and doing nothing more. Until about twenty minutes ago. Some red thing went flying around the backyard at a speed un-naturally fast, apparently in the mouth of our dog. Cool! Haha, it appears even the DOG is trying to assist my procrastination: maths? Pfft… throw the red thing, throw the red thing!!!
I’m excited. Not as excited as the dog, though. :-P
I laughed when I checked my inbox this afternoon after arriving home, to be greeted with an email from no other than my esteemed acquaintance Mr. William McCormack. As he does from time to time, he sent an email to (apparently) everyone in his address book, of course listing them all in the “To:” field. I’ll save the rant on the applications of “BCC:” for another time, but suffice to say that it’s bad netiquette in most situations.
That wasn’t the source of amusment, though… I thought the content and subject to be of far greater chuckle value. The subject of the email was “New phone number”, and the body of the email requested that this new number not be shared with any parties, as his old mobile number had apparently been subject to a
number of ‘petty’ calls being made by staff which should be going through other channels</p> Or something. I’m more inclined to think that one of the I.T. department staff had taken to pranking him incessantly, but that remains an unconfirmed rumour at this stage. ;-)
I’m rambling, though. The real source of amusement was the fact that I was included in this mailing at all, and trusted not to distribute the number all over the Internet to all staff members. Someone hasn’t been keeping up with my website.
That said, I’m not feeling so irresponsible as to actually publish this number. I’ll admit to this much: the thought crossed my mind for more than a small moment.
Gaussian blurs make life boring, don’t they? ;-)