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| susan | [no subject] | Thu 19th Jul 2001, 02:04 link |
| Bloody MicroExplorer InterWebNavigator (tm) or whatever. It says https in the address bar, no padlock icon is displayed, theres a clown dancing around on the screen, and music coming out of the monitor, with bass booming from my complicated keyboard. I have a headache now. Give me lynx+ssl anyday. Oh, and a normal bloody keyboard. I won some money today at a casino, i played $20 and got back $45. Don't tell anyone tho, incase I get my head squashed in a vice. I'm actually $15 down with the casinos in total. Maybe I'll hack a casino PBX, or deface their website. Guten tag mien herr. Von smallhousen, fetch me the complicated keyboard. My nazi companions are telling me to stop fiddling on my "tomys my first keyboard play center o' joy" its so much fun, I'd pay $12/hour to play on this cool keyboard. Oh wait... I am. Anyway, back out to see the Las Vegas sites, you know, they have a replica blackpool tower and marble arch out here. | ||
| susan | [no subject] | Sat 7th Jul 2001, 19:52 link |
| I went and got some US dollars today for my trip to vegas.
I can't say I US banknotes much, it all looks the same, has a bit
of a lame design, and worst of all, it smells really wierd,
give me a funky purple £20 note over a lame green and grey
stinky $50 bill any day. I have written a Las Vegas heiku:
Viva Las Vegas | ||
| susan | [no subject] | Wed 4th Jul 2001, 16:03 link |
| Home and away is coming back to channel 5 soon apparently. Now, I couldn't care less to be perfectly frank, I hated it, I was a neighbours devotee. Well, all that changed this week, when I saw an advert for home and away, involving, yes, you guessed it, a LESBIAN!! WOOOOOOOOOO!!! I love home and away! :) | ||
| susan | [no subject] | Fri 29th Jun 2001, 15:44 link |
| Mind numbingly bored at work, listening to some nasty offspring musing or some
such shit. I have been listening to the same bloddy 4:4 beat at the same tempo
for the last hour or so, pah.
I am generally bored and pissed off at work recently, can't wait to get away from it in a weeks time when i go to vegas. | ||
| susan | [no subject] | Tue 26th Jun 2001, 14:14 link |
| Polaroid cameras suck. Three minutes of fun, and then its all over, and all I'm
left with is photos that captured the moment, that I will have for ever and
ever. Apart from that bit, they are just short lived fun. Ooh, ooh, Lydia prays to the same god as me, the one and only jebus! Like an omnibus, but not as long, and on sunday, and with the eastenders and the tennis ball in the mouth, and the duct tape, and the kettle flex, oh the pain, it huuuuurrrrrrt meeee. | ||
| susan | [no subject] | Mon 25th Jun 2001, 14:40 link |
| Wooo, Las Vegas! If Elvis had died 5 minutes later he would have died on the
bidet. Oooh, on saturday I got a parcel, well, I wasn't awake so they left a note for me telling me to go and collect it. I wasn't expecting a parcel so sat around all weekend, moist with anticipation, only to discover this morning that it was just a polaroid camera which I got free from American Express when I got a credit card off them. Booooooooooring. | ||
| susan | [no subject] | Mon 18th Jun 2001, 12:58 link |
| Stupid parent came back this morning. On the bright side I have some ice cream
left in the freezer, mmm, and some jelly. I dunno why I'm writing this. I guess
I'm just a bit fed up.
Watching TV last night I cought the end of that spielberg close encounters film, typical spielberg sentimental trash. If aliens came to earth the best thing they could do is annihilate us, and use our planet to build a big shopping complex. If aliens had to communicate with us, they would pick the top strata of society, ie: those with the money, ie: salesmen, business men and managers, the fuckwits of the earth. They would fuck around trying to decipher the aliens message, while all our scientists, philosophers, artists, and other assorted geniuses (genii) sat serving alien theme burgers at franchised restaurants, and if you buy it as a meal, you get a cleverly folded poly-something-or-other toxic foam carton, a free whistle, and a visit from squishy the clown, driving round your feet in a small fire engine squirting you with foam, and ringing a bell. And what alien would take us off this planet and take us to theirs? Is it quickest civilisation to slash and burn thier planet to peices gets a free, brand new planet, complete with swimming pool? Bullshit. Lets face it, we are stuck forever on this shitty planet where marketing directors, and the spice girls rank higher than the worlds top mathematicians and physiscists, where they make the decisions that govern your life, rape your surroundings, and cram advertising in to every square inch of space they can, to steal even more of your money. When I'm old and need a cornea replacing I'll have to pay a years wage for it, and even then I'll have to sign a license that gives me no rights or ownership of it, I'll have to upgrade it every 2 weeks, and spend my life watching adverts on it. To top it off, it will give me cancer and I'll die, so there. planet? | ||
| susan | [no subject] | Sun 17th Jun 2001, 14:40 link |
| I hate parents, well, to be precise, I hate my parents.
I was lucky enough to be born offspring of two of the most
ignorant, small minded morons the world (or at least mirfield)
has ever seen. When I was about 15 or 16 and told my father
in no uncertain terms that if I ever saw him again he would end
up with a broken jaw, it felt good. One down, one to go. Since then
I have lived with my mother, which is fine, because she only really
spends about 5 hours a week at home, and its usually time when I'm
asleep and shes cleaning stuff, a mutually advantageous situation.
My mother has been away on holiday for the last couple of weeks, life has been great. But now I am faced with the prospect she might be coming home in a few days (DAMN). At least I can rest safe in theknowlege that in 4 weeks time, I too will be on holiday. I don't know whether to hope for a plane crash or not, cos then I would have the expence of a brother to look after. One who has decided to embark on the whole "go to university in order to get a low paying job afterwards, and live in debt eating toast till I am 50" thing. Speaking of dead relatives I wonder if my dad is dead yet. He was old and ill last time I saw him, and he stopped writing me stupid letters years ago... Pah parents, bunch of cunts. | ||
| susan | [no subject] | Wed 13th Jun 2001, 11:01 link |
| Heh, martin isn't in work today, which is lucky, I hate martin. Only it means
I have to get the bus home, and I don't know where my bus stand is. Last time I
went to get a bus and my stand had moved like a mile away, and the new bus
concourse is like half a mile long anyway, and my stand used to be right at the
end. Damn busses. On a lighter note, the geek-ware possy krew all went out yesterday night to see reel big fish in leeds. It was a total riot, even if I was made fun of for drinking a big pink frozen drink, which I wasn't sure what it was. But I had already had 9 shots of jack daniels when I decided I wanted it. I've never drunk a drink that made my head and my testicles hurt and my tongue swell up before. | ||
| susan | [no subject] | Sun 10th Jun 2001, 20:51 link |
| I was flicking around on my propoganda box the other day and chanced upon some old school neighbours, so old school in fact, cheryl was still alive. WOW! man she was ugly. And there was that girl still in it, the blonde one, who was kinda mates with cody (cody mark II, not as good looking as the first) and had a brother, who was like a heterozygous twin (ie: they had differing alleles at corresponding chromosomal locii). Oh the fun I had watching it.
On yet an even more fun note, my book arrived from amazon today. Its all about graph theory, I'm learning LOADS, i think the book is aimed at people who already have a degree in pure maths. I couldn't even remember what polynomials and binomials were! ARG! I'm so rusty on this stuff. By the time I've finished the book I will know crap loads about undirected graphs, and algorithmic manipulation of trees. If there are any maths graduates out there that have some amusing stories about graph theory, don't hesitate to email me. | ||
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