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A little more of the talking...
Sep. 16th, 2005 10:42 pmToday was a reasonably good day. I tried to accomplish some work, only to find the doors locked. I shall have to try again on Monday to see if I can gain entry to the place where I said I would write my report on. In the meantime, however, I kept myself busy doing other work. (I love my university - there's always something else you can be doing.) Decided to take a little time off to watch some footie - our women did well, notching five in the net to giving up three. 'Twas entertaining, shall we say - was sitting one bleacher across from field hockey players and softball players. (I love my university - seriously, this time - because that sort of thing happens. You can be sitting next to other athletes in class or at sports. You might not even know it, unless, ya know, you were a bleacher down from the player that hit the home run that won the national championship in softball. I think it was her, anyway.) There was also a fan who had too much to drink, but he was perfectly willing to lead cheers and such. So we played along. Think I might have recruited a couple more people for the volleyball student section, too. And there was the usual nonsense being perpetrated in the name of a day where I have no lectures. Admittedly, not so much in terms of nonsense-silly, but nonsense-work. Once again, I love my university.
Bee Magic. It doesn't make sense, it's not supposed to make sense, but there's still something really weird about that picture. Braaaaaaaaains.
There was also a page that someone put up that culled out useful information on how to disappear into society. Ostensibly for those fleeing abusive situations, as several times it was stressed that if you're running from the law or the government, that they're going to get you at some point. It would be more for people who are trying to run away from something that has limited resources and manpower. It was effective advice, as best as I could tell, but that makes me think about the free and open nature of the Internet, of sorts. Some things must co-exist that are antithetical to each other, simply because neither poses a danger great enough to call for its head from an outside observer. Of course, one might chuckle about the nonexistence of such a thing as a "neutral observer", but I think that's a different discussion.
Especially if people think that someone who can't be arsed to pronounce things properly (oh, yeah, and believes some sort of bastardized Dominionism) counts as "the no spin zone". If you're curious as to what they're all about, check out twelve reasons why marriage is sacred. It'll tell you more about the people who shout loudest than most things.
Lastly, I'd been warned of his coming, but it appears that I'm going through a "Characters talk to me" phase. ( Sen-Sen joins in )
That's probably the last of them. Hopefully you enjoyed the trip through some of my thought processes. If you've figured out why I seem to need a dialogue partner rather than an internal monologue, you're more than welcome to comment. Got me, though.
Padded rugby game tomorrow - Python Show, plus Rhapsody show. Should be a good band day. I'll have to wave to the cameras that the university put up as a deterrent, after the whole flying water bottles incident. Then chatting with the family afterwards. Tomorrow's a bad day for getting work done, but a good day for my health and sanity. And plotting. Mustn't forget the plotting...
Bee Magic. It doesn't make sense, it's not supposed to make sense, but there's still something really weird about that picture. Braaaaaaaaains.
There was also a page that someone put up that culled out useful information on how to disappear into society. Ostensibly for those fleeing abusive situations, as several times it was stressed that if you're running from the law or the government, that they're going to get you at some point. It would be more for people who are trying to run away from something that has limited resources and manpower. It was effective advice, as best as I could tell, but that makes me think about the free and open nature of the Internet, of sorts. Some things must co-exist that are antithetical to each other, simply because neither poses a danger great enough to call for its head from an outside observer. Of course, one might chuckle about the nonexistence of such a thing as a "neutral observer", but I think that's a different discussion.
Especially if people think that someone who can't be arsed to pronounce things properly (oh, yeah, and believes some sort of bastardized Dominionism) counts as "the no spin zone". If you're curious as to what they're all about, check out twelve reasons why marriage is sacred. It'll tell you more about the people who shout loudest than most things.
Lastly, I'd been warned of his coming, but it appears that I'm going through a "Characters talk to me" phase. ( Sen-Sen joins in )
That's probably the last of them. Hopefully you enjoyed the trip through some of my thought processes. If you've figured out why I seem to need a dialogue partner rather than an internal monologue, you're more than welcome to comment. Got me, though.
Padded rugby game tomorrow - Python Show, plus Rhapsody show. Should be a good band day. I'll have to wave to the cameras that the university put up as a deterrent, after the whole flying water bottles incident. Then chatting with the family afterwards. Tomorrow's a bad day for getting work done, but a good day for my health and sanity. And plotting. Mustn't forget the plotting...
