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So I just realised I have maybe two nights to myself over the next week. o.0 I know it's that time of year, but really? Really? Gah!

Work today was much better than it has been for a while, due mostly to my mood improvement. Sudden week-long crashes are really not awesome, I am just saying. It's not really gone yet, and this is... nine days and counting, I think... but it's certainly much less severe this week. That is excellent all by itself.

Watching Merlin, and then trying to get some writing in before bed. Two hour meeting that starts at 6am tomorrow. Then weekly meeting at ten. Then meeting about cleaning the middleware docs the fuck up... |D; It's going to be a long, unproductive day, I fear. I can't concentrate enough to do anything useful if I can't get up any momentum.

For the record, that final scene of Merlin 209? Just made up for an ENTIRE SEASON of fucking up everything to do with Merlin and Arthur's friendship.

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Epic zombie apocalypse dream for the win. It went on forever. I was myself for a while, and then I swapped between a dude, and his brother who'd been turned into a zombie. It was a heart-warming tale of little brother smacking big brother around until big brother didn't eat things like the dog or little brother. So essentially, pet zombie in the safehouse. And then we had to steal cars (which were like... goo capsules?) to get something with which to travel down a hidden tunnel that little brother had restored. But to steal the cars we had to enter a race. Which was something like pod racing. And. Fwahhh, what have I been eating, can I have more?

Also: Ponyo to the tune of 'I'm on a Boat' may be the greatest thing ever.

And now I am going to try to get some writing done and not to play video games. And then probably to start on a few release notes just in case I have more to do tomorrow than I thought.

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1) Tickets to New Moon. (No, I'm kidding, it was actually kind of okay. Except that NO ONE HAS FACIAL EXPRESSIONS. Actually, I take that back: Edward has more facial expressions than everyone else. I CANNOT HELP BUT FEEL THAT THIS SAYS SOMETHING.)

2) Cute Underwear. (But who feels guilty for that? It is so cute.)

3) Assassin's Creed II and Dragon Age: Origins. (.... I got nothin'.)



It was great to wander around with Neek again, although far too bloody hot for it. XD Damn summer!

Currently trying to convince myself that I should NaNo instead of playing video games. Since I have, y'know, this week to catch up. >_> And I'm still not halfway. Sigh.

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In case you thought you might like to talk to me this evening: don't. Any of you. I fucking mean it.

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I can't hear this song without thinking of Colbert any more, but I guess that's not a bad thing.

Today was actually good, but my mood was very poor for most of it. Staved it off for the most part by being mechanically productive, and am staving it off now by reorganising my hard drive and copying all the stuff I'd burned to CDs onto the shiny new hard drive so I can use this box for something else.

I have so much Bleach. SO MUCH.

Because these are the lengths I go to in order to procrastinate on NaNo. Yes.

Also, it is wrong to expect things of other people when I do not want them to expect things of me. It is wrong, and I should stop doing it. Now.

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I am six pages into Twilight. It's not quite as bad as I remember it being.

But given that the emdash tally currently stands at 27 30, it's not looking hopeful.



I mean, really. I use a lot of emdashes, but this is ridiculous.

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Apparently when I am not at five thousand watts of sparkle, everyone notices. I'm sure that means something good, but at the moment that seems to be translating into the need to be at ten thousand watts tomorrow so I don't worry people, which, uh. No.

Christmas party on Friday is looking more and more like something I would rather hide under the table than attend, but try explaining 'I will have trouble breathing' to the enthusiastically social without anyone taking it personally or trying to convince you that It Will Be Fun You Will Have a Great Time. Darling, I love you dearly, but that time is not great for me.

Additionally, iTunes, I don't need you to Genius it up for me every time I fucking open you. I need to you to play the playlist that I click on. That's why I make playlists.

*huff*

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i.e. nonsensical, but fun. It was, as my boss put it, the most expensive B-grade I've ever seen. ( I suppose these are technically spoilers. Pffffsnnrrrrk. )

I am pretty sure every vehicle in the film was stolen from either FFVII or Wall-E, though. And John Cusack can get some better cheekbones and come back to play Crowley any time, I am just saying.

On the bright side, hey, heat, seawater and time! You didn't even need that last continent!



Oh man, I was exhausted before the movie. I think I've slipped into over-tired now. Not yet awake enough for NaNo, though. We'll try again at 4am, eh?

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committing:
Ffffffffuuuuuuucjfksdjfsadkl I need a subject divider for my mind. Either that or to spend a week in seclusion, planning things to my satisfaction. I finished the task that I knew I had to finish this morning and spent the afternoon in what, for me, amounts to a whirlwind of confusion.
Also Gary broke something and I still don't know what, and the fucking, fucking Cache FAQ is broken again. Ausdfjkasdhfhsdfsdfl.

committed:
Tickets for New Moon have been purchased. :| Neek, this is a measure of my love for you. I am still going to buy an ...and then Buffy staked Edward t-shirt.
Also, seeing 2012 tomorrow night. I think I should make a habit of booking myself up after work so that I go the fuck home.

committee:
Chatty meeting tomorrow to hopefully dispel some of the aaarhgjfsahgjsdfsadfauisdfkvss. Why do I let myself get into situations where I am anything resembling in charge? I hate it. jfdksflksaklfd.
It's not even that I'm stressed right now, it's just that the move and the week off combined to make my head a floaty place of negative concentration. Also, I require better playlists.

also:
Fuck off, summer, we do not serve your kind around here.

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Archive of Our Own is in Open Beta!

You should totally sign up if you want to help them out. :)

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http://au.news.yahoo.com/a/-/mp/6468690/mums-pet-house-of-horrors-uncovered/

No, really.

What. the fuck. is wrong. with you.

Thank Christ her children are being rescued from that situation. I'd have attacked my mother before I attacked an animal like that. What the fuck.

[EDIT] And on second, slightly more analytical read through? What the fuck kept her kids from reporting her sooner? The eldest boy at least was old enough to know this was fucked in the head years ago. I just. I do not understand. I cannot understand. And I'm actually kind of grateful for that.

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Best Linux Prank Ever: EXECUTED.

Tom did the actual executing because he has no self control - I was perfectly happy to save it for a rainy day. But no. We all had the same password, so he ssh'd into Gary's machine and changed his command prompt to

[user@host ~] sudo rm -r /


Complete with new line so that it looked like it was executing. This command? Deletes everything on your computer. (EVERYTHING. DON'T DO IT.) This one wouldn't execute - it would just LOOK that way. It was going to be epic, although possibly distressing for Gary.

And then the trainer chose that moment to demonstrate remote access... into Gary's machine.

So that the 'delete everything' command was up on the projector, and the trainer was going :|, as was the rest of the class. Even the trainer thought we had actually made it execute. Talk about the best stage for a practical joke ever, omg.

Anyway, it served as a nice practical lesson as to why you should never let anyone know your password or your root password. Ever.

Also? IT WAS AMAZING.




Seriously, I generally abhor practical jokes, but this one was too perfect.

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So today I devised, with prompting from Tom, the best Linux prank ever.

The only problem is that I'm probably never going to be able to execute it.

It's totally the best hypothetical Linux prank ever, though.



I slept really, really terribly last night. To the point where I'm surprised at how well I stayed awake today. ...but then again, I also hardly paused to listen to Aurelien instead of working through the material on my own, so it's not so surprising. More mental effort = less desire to nap in class.

Anyway. I have to write tonight, or I will probably want to slap myself. I think I want to be at 35k by the end of this weekend, which shouldn't be too big an ask (and let's face it, if it is, I'll just insert random non-canonical porn).

...but I'm watching the second episode of V first. ( Because Morena Baccarin should be lure enough for anyone. )

...and after the writing, I'm playing Castlevania. I know exactly what I need to do, I'm just having handfail doing it.

[EDIT] It should never take three days' play to finish the Forest of Silence. This is something I know, deep in my soul. And yet, look at this. I only just hit the Castle Wall. */wrists* I should hand in my gaming license. ;A;

On the bright side, yay jumping all the time in random directions while holding down the 'charge magic' button strategy.

I know the Villa is probably a fortnight away at this rate, but still. I AM EXCITED FOR THE VILLA. Although I think I was Reinhardt last time I made it that far so I'll probably get there and be horribly confused. :\

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