Deer, Headlights, Bwam
30 November 2000
12:18 PM: I can't think of anything that I am less interested in doing right now than going to work and setting up a Perforce code tree.
Well, OK, I'd be even less interested in attending a Christian Science wellness meeting. But not by much.
We now return you to our regularly scheduled yawning void, already in progress.... fuck fuck fuck.
8:04 PM: You know the saying: when the going gets tough, the weak go shopping! Whee! It looks neat, though - like the Apex player that "accidentally" had the service-tech loophole menu still accessible, it'll play DVDs, CDs, and MP3 files on a CD. And translate PAL to NTSC and vice versa. So hey, up yours, Fox!
And now for something more disturbing:
8:38 PM: Er, nothing. I just hit the button by accident. It was like that when I got here. He did it. So? What ya gonna do about it? Ya gonna cry, baby? Huh? Gonna cry? Here come the fire engines, roooooooooooooOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOooooooooooooooOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOooooo....
I really didn't get enough sleep.
9:05: W. O. W. So there's a rumor that Jeb Bush and Katherine Harris have been doing the monkey. Heh! Too good to be true, I'm sure. I mean, beyond the politics - he's not just a Bush, he's Catholic. Win dirty, baby!
Willfully blind self-indulgent nebbish or amusingly quirky old coot? And how bout that local sports team? Discuss among yourselves.
All names are fake, most places are real, the author is definitely unreliable but it's all in good fun. Yep.
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