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napoleonherselfKEYBOARD!
KEY! BOARD!
Lookit me type! Wooo! I'm typing! This paragraph won't take me two minutes to output! I can add a whole bunch of extra stuff, and babble, and generally type a lot! Because I can type at all! Hoorays!
Apparently Logitech doesn't make entry-level keyboards anymore. Teh suck. So I got the $30 entry-level MS keyboard instead, since A) it might have actually been made by Logitech, and B) the only cheaper ones were "Dynex" brand which what the hell is that?
Last night mecha and I went over to the abode of the hippies to play Star Wars Trivial Pursuit. I lost horribly, seeing as a couple of the movies I have not seen since I was a little girl. Great fun was had by all, however. Ted does his Gollum and Emperor PalpaSid impressions at the worst times.
We all four agreed that it would be awesome if the Colts lost their game today, because then we wouldn't have to hear about them for another year. Otherwise, we wind up stuck in a city of drunken fans constantly celebrating over their team's getting to go to Superbowl. Well, looks like the Colts are doing us a favor right now! Thank you, Colts! Try to lose faster next year, though.
Lessee, what else. A couple days mechamom and I were in an accident. We were stopped at a light in the rain, and a little old man rear-ended us. He was perfectly pleasant and apologetic, and shared our relief that nobody was hurt and there was no damage. Then the next day he called his insurance agency and said it was our fault. Mechamom had "slammed on her brakes" "way behind where she was supposed to stop at the light", and "the street was only one lane in both directions so he had nowhere to go but into us" so now his car is "wrecked" and he is "injured" "because of mechamom". Gonna have to call industrial-grade bullshit on all that, buddy, it's like a four-lane road with a big breakdown area on the side, and while mechamom brakes like a carsickness-inducing lunatic, that was one of the times she actually braked properly. Also, keep in mind, you're the one who rear-ended us. Maybe you shouldn't've been following so close.
Gods having a keyboard is awesome.
BATGIRL
NA NA NA NA NA NA NA NA BATGIRL
(think I'm done now.)
KEY! BOARD!
Lookit me type! Wooo! I'm typing! This paragraph won't take me two minutes to output! I can add a whole bunch of extra stuff, and babble, and generally type a lot! Because I can type at all! Hoorays!
Apparently Logitech doesn't make entry-level keyboards anymore. Teh suck. So I got the $30 entry-level MS keyboard instead, since A) it might have actually been made by Logitech, and B) the only cheaper ones were "Dynex" brand which what the hell is that?
Last night mecha and I went over to the abode of the hippies to play Star Wars Trivial Pursuit. I lost horribly, seeing as a couple of the movies I have not seen since I was a little girl. Great fun was had by all, however. Ted does his Gollum and Emperor PalpaSid impressions at the worst times.
We all four agreed that it would be awesome if the Colts lost their game today, because then we wouldn't have to hear about them for another year. Otherwise, we wind up stuck in a city of drunken fans constantly celebrating over their team's getting to go to Superbowl. Well, looks like the Colts are doing us a favor right now! Thank you, Colts! Try to lose faster next year, though.
Lessee, what else. A couple days mechamom and I were in an accident. We were stopped at a light in the rain, and a little old man rear-ended us. He was perfectly pleasant and apologetic, and shared our relief that nobody was hurt and there was no damage. Then the next day he called his insurance agency and said it was our fault. Mechamom had "slammed on her brakes" "way behind where she was supposed to stop at the light", and "the street was only one lane in both directions so he had nowhere to go but into us" so now his car is "wrecked" and he is "injured" "because of mechamom". Gonna have to call industrial-grade bullshit on all that, buddy, it's like a four-lane road with a big breakdown area on the side, and while mechamom brakes like a carsickness-inducing lunatic, that was one of the times she actually braked properly. Also, keep in mind, you're the one who rear-ended us. Maybe you shouldn't've been following so close.
Gods having a keyboard is awesome.
BATGIRL
NA NA NA NA NA NA NA NA BATGIRL
(think I'm done now.)
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Date: 2006-01-15 08:44 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-01-15 10:05 pm (UTC)Stupid lying old guy.
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Date: 2006-01-15 10:12 pm (UTC)(Neat icon. Only seen a bit of the comic so far. ...
I just noticed the Google-ads I'm getting right now.)
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Date: 2006-01-16 07:40 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-01-17 08:05 am (UTC)Let me recount a short story, if you will. A few years back, my sister was driving along, and came through a small town late at night. As she approached an oddly darkened intersection, she was surprised to find herself plowing into the back of another car. Seems the individual had parked there, conveniently under a broken streetlight, immediately in front of an intersection, with his lights off, late at night, to run upstairs to his apartment to get something, and not returned... in hours.
Now, in any sane world, this is obviously not my sister's fault. But Indiana law is clear: if you rear-end someone, you are at fault. Thus the whole mess became much more complicated than it needed to be because somebody thought a blanket, zero-tolerance style policy was the best idea.