Archive for September, 2003
Sportswriter, tired of homophobes, comes out. And hockey players are mentioned! Not gay hockey players, per se, but hey.
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No one -reads- anything, hardly, any more.
No one reads userinfo, rules, or important posts that say things like “I will not under any circumstances write about Thing X, and when you mention you’re looking for inspiration in a different post, three different people come by with the same suggestion: ‘Write about Thing X!’
People are so dumb sometimes.
“Study: ‘Ecstasy’ Can Kill”
To quote Giles from Chocolatey Goodness, “I can’t believe that the sound it coming out of my mouth, but… Duh.” Anything can kill you, in sufficient quantities. Even -water-, f’r cryin’ out loud.
I’m going to make a beeline for Uwajimaya — they’re sharing space with the Seattle Kinokuniya bookstore! *Bouncebounce* Yaaaaaaay! (Hey, another place I might be able to get a job, and/or practice my Japanese! Particularly my Interacting-With-Shop-Staff Japanese!)
Found via Seattle Shopping, which is an extra-spiffy site.
…At least, there is if you can get past the bright-yellow-on-black layout. Ouchy.
Dell is having a promotion — the Dimension 2400 desktop, of purchased online, not only nets you a full system with a P4 2.2Ghz processor and a monitor, but they’re upgrading the hard drive and memory to 80 (from 40) gigs and 256 (from 128) megs respectively.
With rebates (one online, $50, one offline, $100) it comes to a whopping $449.
…Did I mention that they’ll ship it free?
_That’s_ what I think I’ll end up getting, if they still have it by the time I can/shooooould afford it. 10/100 NIC comes standard! Ooh!
I keep forgetting that Monday is not the Third of October (thank God). Monday is only the twenty-ninth of September! *Bangs head on desk* So I have, like, nearly a whole extra -week- to sit around and fret about what’s going on with other people.
I only want -good- things to happen to them — their siblings getting married or graduating, winning a million dollars in the lottery, discovering they’re heir to a small fortune in farm equipment, they win a free trip to the destination of their dreams… Their lover asks them to elope to Vegas/Fiji/New Zealand/Namibia (jackass)… You get the idea. But I want them to go away so I can get their spot.
Also, I recieved my housing information today — I know my possible apartment number and the name of my possible future roomie. So, um, yay. And boo.
…I should be in bed, but I’m trying to find a Bosco’s equivilent in the Seattle area.
You know, if the Israelis and the Palestinians cannot behave themselves, then -neither- group should be allowed to have any land of their own whatsoever. They should all have to go live somewhere else until they can behave like civilised human beings, and _then_ they can return to Gaza and The West Bank and the like. Until then? Maybe there are some Romani or Quakers or something that would -appreciate- having some land of their own… *Is an Idealist* *Is also probably dumb for being one*
…Is there any reason that the general public really -needs- to know that Ben Affleck has purchased a new pickup truck? I mean, who gives a rat’s ass? So he bought a truck. Whee, my day is sooo -totally- complete! *Wanders off, grumping*
First of all, you may want to review the use of similies in your latest Corn Pops commercial. My entire family survives quite nicely without either skateboards or Corn Pops, as do our numerous friends.
Secondly? If you eat nothing -but- cereal, of _course_ you’ll lose weight. The same thing happens if you eat nothing but oatmeal, plain pasta, bread and butter, broiled chicken, broccoli surprise… Anything, pretty much.
No love except for Frosted Flakes (which, hey — you can eat nothing but and lose weight!),
Me.