doubleplicity
Foom, my monthly update rate has doubled. Check it suckas. I have added a snazzy new friend today. Friends rock. She's also a remarkably prolific updater. Perhaps I shall find motivation.
Something occurred to me a while ago as I was driving through the wretched state of Connecticut somewhat in excess of the posted speed limit. The two secular bands that fit in best with my own moral compass and understanding of Christian morality are Bad Religion and, excepting the advocacy of violence in conflict resolution, Rage Against the Machine. I haven't entirely decided what to think of that. There are only a handful of Bad Religion lyrics I disagree with. I disagree about the appropriate response to the situation. The fact that I wrote that while sipping chai makes me feel like a dirty dirty coffee house intellectual. I'm sipping it out of a big ass speakeasy.net mug too. I am so Y2K.
Got the application in order today. Need to mail the recommendation forms and things to the professors who have been kind enough to offer to endorse me.
This album is really growing on me. When I first got it I was very 'meh, adds nothing to their previous catalogue, a predictable tour of duty in the recording studio.' I shelved it disappointed. Decided to break it out today and it's really surprising me. Also, as I finished my cup of bourgeois chai a track named 'Sippin' Some Tea' started. When we don't comprehend the divine in the apparent coincidences that fill every day, we need to peel the scales off.
WoW continues to hold my interest, yay for that. I just don't spend enough time playing games anymore to play EQ. I don't really have any great sense of loss over that.
Word informs me that the Flesch-Kincaid grade level of this entry is.... 7! I like to keep it accessible for you all, y'know how it is. The addition of this last bit has reduced it to 6.9! We are up to almost 70% readability rating though. I think this is my subconscious reaction to doing nothing but preparing stale and character free customer service responses all day. I try to sneak in some personality when I can, but you need to have a bit of a feel for the particular recipient first. I challenge you to try to get your papers to register 60%+ readability, a 12th grade reading level, and 10% or fewer passive sentences in that thing. It's a special kind of art. So I come home and write in my journal in a random mess of semi literate marginally coherent 7th grade sentences. woowoo
I have all kinds of lunatic customer stories, but I just don't feel up to sharing them today. I will leave you with this snippet from last week.
Caller: "I talked to someone last year who was very knowledgable about this. What was her name?"
Matt: "Pardon? You'd like to be transferred to someone specific? I can get my phone directory."
Caller: "Yes, what's the name of the lady I talked to last year?"
...stunned silence...
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why do my eyes hurt?
you've never used them before
Something occurred to me a while ago as I was driving through the wretched state of Connecticut somewhat in excess of the posted speed limit. The two secular bands that fit in best with my own moral compass and understanding of Christian morality are Bad Religion and, excepting the advocacy of violence in conflict resolution, Rage Against the Machine. I haven't entirely decided what to think of that. There are only a handful of Bad Religion lyrics I disagree with. I disagree about the appropriate response to the situation. The fact that I wrote that while sipping chai makes me feel like a dirty dirty coffee house intellectual. I'm sipping it out of a big ass speakeasy.net mug too. I am so Y2K.
Got the application in order today. Need to mail the recommendation forms and things to the professors who have been kind enough to offer to endorse me.
This album is really growing on me. When I first got it I was very 'meh, adds nothing to their previous catalogue, a predictable tour of duty in the recording studio.' I shelved it disappointed. Decided to break it out today and it's really surprising me. Also, as I finished my cup of bourgeois chai a track named 'Sippin' Some Tea' started. When we don't comprehend the divine in the apparent coincidences that fill every day, we need to peel the scales off.
WoW continues to hold my interest, yay for that. I just don't spend enough time playing games anymore to play EQ. I don't really have any great sense of loss over that.
Word informs me that the Flesch-Kincaid grade level of this entry is.... 7! I like to keep it accessible for you all, y'know how it is. The addition of this last bit has reduced it to 6.9! We are up to almost 70% readability rating though. I think this is my subconscious reaction to doing nothing but preparing stale and character free customer service responses all day. I try to sneak in some personality when I can, but you need to have a bit of a feel for the particular recipient first. I challenge you to try to get your papers to register 60%+ readability, a 12th grade reading level, and 10% or fewer passive sentences in that thing. It's a special kind of art. So I come home and write in my journal in a random mess of semi literate marginally coherent 7th grade sentences. woowoo
I have all kinds of lunatic customer stories, but I just don't feel up to sharing them today. I will leave you with this snippet from last week.
Caller: "I talked to someone last year who was very knowledgable about this. What was her name?"
Matt: "Pardon? You'd like to be transferred to someone specific? I can get my phone directory."
Caller: "Yes, what's the name of the lady I talked to last year?"
...stunned silence...
-
why do my eyes hurt?
you've never used them before