I Have no pity.
Lady Anne: "No beast so fierce but knows some touch of pity."
Richard III: "But I know none, and therefore am no beast."
It really strikes you as the kind of logic of "Well that made me feel bad, I CAN feel human emotions - doing that again is the way to reclaim my human emotions - bring me more babies!"
Anyways
It's been a surreal couple of days. To explain it properly I'd have to write abstract. Not do abstract writing - no, more like
melon head;:&,. I like the cheese{".,
Abstract no?
But seriously, in the last 48 hours, I've had one woman 'threaten' to put on a police outfit and arrest me (I did ask on what charge, but she didn't sound like a genuine police officer. I may need legal defence in the form of a blonde lawyer, and just for kicks a sexy space vixon, but I digress), I've had the WEIRDEST annual review of progress ("You want to get your PhD finished earlier than 2012? WHY?") and I've had the strangest computer problems (oh, I know you want me to shut down, and I'm smart enough to look like that's what I've done, but really, when you come back into the room, I'll be on, and may be working on your demise - stupid robot uprising). On top of that, I've been in a mudslinging competition about the most comprehensive theory of spatial knowledge development, I've read an article on the relative body dump locations of serial killers, I've recieved an essay that was copy/pasted from wikipedia complete with blue hyperlinks attached (tsk, tsk), I've had an ex- tell me they're still in love with me (*points in disbelief*), and I've considered going mad with power based upon it's rewards/pitfalls before realising, I not only don't HAVE any power, but I don't really have anyone worth exercising it over either :-(
Alright, so the last part was a lie, a filthy filthy lie!
Does anyone know anything about USB devices and why a computer would flat out refuse to recognise one that works perfectly elsewhere?
Rock On!
-The Wistful
Richard III: "But I know none, and therefore am no beast."
It really strikes you as the kind of logic of "Well that made me feel bad, I CAN feel human emotions - doing that again is the way to reclaim my human emotions - bring me more babies!"
Anyways
It's been a surreal couple of days. To explain it properly I'd have to write abstract. Not do abstract writing - no, more like
melon head;:&,. I like the cheese{".,
Abstract no?
But seriously, in the last 48 hours, I've had one woman 'threaten' to put on a police outfit and arrest me (I did ask on what charge, but she didn't sound like a genuine police officer. I may need legal defence in the form of a blonde lawyer, and just for kicks a sexy space vixon, but I digress), I've had the WEIRDEST annual review of progress ("You want to get your PhD finished earlier than 2012? WHY?") and I've had the strangest computer problems (oh, I know you want me to shut down, and I'm smart enough to look like that's what I've done, but really, when you come back into the room, I'll be on, and may be working on your demise - stupid robot uprising). On top of that, I've been in a mudslinging competition about the most comprehensive theory of spatial knowledge development, I've read an article on the relative body dump locations of serial killers, I've recieved an essay that was copy/pasted from wikipedia complete with blue hyperlinks attached (tsk, tsk), I've had an ex- tell me they're still in love with me (*points in disbelief*), and I've considered going mad with power based upon it's rewards/pitfalls before realising, I not only don't HAVE any power, but I don't really have anyone worth exercising it over either :-(
Alright, so the last part was a lie, a filthy filthy lie!
Does anyone know anything about USB devices and why a computer would flat out refuse to recognise one that works perfectly elsewhere?
Rock On!
-The Wistful