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[Oct. 28th, 2009|05:30 pm] |
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| | I Love The Internet, XKCD | ] |
...WTF.
EGG has forum medals, which are basically pieces of avatar flair identifying things you've done for the club. I have a bunch of them for being in the club's World Community Grid team, along with a couple of others.
This morning I was assigned a new one. "President Madagascar Bodyguard".
...I have no idea what this means. The description simply reads: "[CLASSIFIED], +30 points." The text as it was assigned to me is "Fulfilled requirements for this medal." No-one else has the badge.
I have a feeling that Phil assigned it to me by mistake. Otherwise, I'm taking part in a meme without knowing it? ...I is confused.
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[Oct. 17th, 2009|11:59 pm] |
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Tonight was the EGG AGM.
They occasionally do events for Child's Play. They jumped at my suggestion that they have an event inspired by UWA's Charity Vigils. "We normally stay up anyway! Get people to pay us?!? Awesome!"
There you are, UCC. Your ideas are good. :p.
-Mmaster
P.S. Speaking of UCC, is it just me, or have you guys been having a bunch of connectivity issues? I read the Planet, and the flow of posts just... stops... on a fairly frequent basis, followed by a flood of posts when the system is reset (I assume). |
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| Well, obviously. |
[Sep. 11th, 2009|11:59 pm] |
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| | Pacific Coast Party, Smash Mouth | ] |
Today at EGG, I played Apples To Apples with a bunch of people.
One of the greens was "Innocent".
I won that round with "Swedish Massage".
Morgan: I'd claim to be innocent of any wrongdoing, but it's really not true.
Mm: You're "Swedish Massage" innocent?
Morgan: Exactly! ...I could do with a Swedish Massage right now, actually.
Mm: ...
-Mmaster
EDIT:
*Morgan returns from the gym, and sees Geale'k, who hasn't been around in a month or two
Morgan: Geale, my love!
*Morgan runs across the Concourse and crash-tackles Geale with a hug
...Right. You really aren't helping any case you're trying to make against your parents' accusations of homosexuality, boyo...
EDIT (2):
The other one that I remember winning:
Green: Insufficient
My red: Spooning
...Of course, the fact that most of the rest of the table were guys (aside from Priscilla) might have helped that win. |
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| I'm fairly happy feeling hopeless; a somersault in a winter coat, I didn't notice a thing |
[Sep. 4th, 2009|06:02 pm] |
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| | Untidy Towns, The Lucksmiths | ] |
*Morgan is playing Dead Or Alive Xtreme 2
Morgan: Y'know what? I'm going to play one handed. It's how it was designed to be played, after all.
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[Aug. 7th, 2009|05:49 pm] |
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| | Don't Go Breakin' My Heart | ] |
Demi: When I worked for Apple, the outfit they gave me wasn't even a uniform! It was like, this *holds hands 20cm apart* big.
Morgan: So, did you wear it, or did it fall off you?
*Demi hits Morgan
Demi: I've gained weight!
Morgan: ... ...I didn't notice.
Mm: Oh dear.
Morgan: See, I say "You've gained weight", and she says "Are you calling me fat?", and then much blood ensues! Damn you and your bait!
Mm: What kind of bait are you taking?
Morgan: Any kind you can throw at me?
Mm and Demi: Jail?
Morgan: What do you take me for?!?
Mm: You dressed as a paedo for Halloween!
Some other guy: How does that work?
Morgan: Oh, it was brilliant. I dressed in boxers, and had a long coat hanging open. And I kept a seedy stubble.
Other guy: Did you have sweets?
Morgan: Yeah, I had candy canes and stuff in my pockets.
Demi: I was the victim! Well, "victim". *flirtatious* "Oh, I'm really not enjoying this..."
Morgan: See, this is what happens. We hang around each other for a while and then start flirting for some reason.
Other guy: ...You secretly want to bang each other?
Demi: Probably.
Morgan: ...No, boredom.
Demi: Aww.
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[May. 7th, 2009|09:58 pm] |
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| | I Am A Rock, Me First And The Gimme Gimmes | ] |
Last night, after class, I visited EGG for a little while. Chicken Slayer was running a game of Hollow Earth Expedition.
Chicken Slayer: Okay, you have sold your ship for 21 sterling silver pieces.
Player that I don't know the name of: What does that translate to in local money?
Rel: It's lazy GM money.
Chicken Slayer: ...Basically. You don't have enough money to buy everything you want.
Oh dear.
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[Apr. 5th, 2009|07:03 am] |
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| | Total Revenge, Say Anything | ] |
Last night was Thomas "Resurrection" of a birthday party.
I was 45 minutes early, and everyone else was at least half an hour late, which meant I spent a fair while sitting in the bar reading magazines and playing DS.
At one point, Kellie bought everyone (aside from me, obviously) a shot, and asked them to say something interesting about Thomas before they were allowed to drink it.
My ever-tactful boyfriend piped up with, "Thomas has a deep disdain for undergraduates. Which I now share." ...Sigh.
Eventually they turned up the music so loud that I got my canalphones out of my bag and used them as temporary earplugs.
-Mmaster
PS: Something from the other night, while I was hanging out at EGG.
*Beani says something snarky about one of the EGG members that Lei doesn't know.
Lei: You really have to be nicer to the n00bs.
Beani: Karate Mook isn't a n00b! He's been around for at least two years!
Lei: ...Ok. ...You really have to be nicer to the nubs.
EDIT:
Chris: The place we went to had lots of meat.
Dedney: For a moment there, I thought that was a nice way of saying it was a sausage fest.
Mm: It's Chris!
Dedney: Yeah, then I remembered who I was talking to.
EDIT (2):
Dedney: I'm a lawyer, right?
Everyone else: ...
Dedney: And the rules are, "Say something interesting about Thomas before you drink".
Kellie: Yes...
Dedney: Something interesting about Thomas! *reaches for his glass* |
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[Mar. 21st, 2009|09:41 pm] |
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| | The Shadow Proves The Sunshine, Switchfoot | ] |
*Mm is hanging out at EGG
*Andrew H is writing a bash script: (Note, this is psuedocode, I'm out of practice with bash) if $1 exists then
if $2 exists then
if $3 exists then
do stuff
else exit
else exit
else exit*Mm looks over his shoulder
Mm: Case statement!
Andrew: Fine...
*Andrew goes to Google
*Next time I look over his shoulder, he is reading a page helpfully entitled "How to write a shell script".
Andrew: I never knew you could do that!
*Andrew points to the code snippet on the page saying if [ $# -ne 3 ]; then
echo 1>&2 Usage: $0 19 Oct 91
exit 127
fiInstead of checking each individually, I can just check the number of arguments!
Mm: Sigh...
...Did I mention that this was the guy whose first program included 3000 if statements, because he didn't know what a loop statement was at the time?
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| You were made to be broken, Adelaide... |
[Mar. 3rd, 2009|11:19 pm] |
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| | Adelaide, Old 97's | ] |
From Saturday afternoon, when I was just about to head to Beani's birthday party.
Chris: So, the boat's dropping you back where you started?
Mm: Presumably. Then I have to figure out how I'm getting home - it's supposed to run till 11 or so.
Chris: Maybe you could ask them to drop you off at Haberfield!
Mm: I don't think it works like that. No, I'll probably just ask one of the guys to walk with me to guard against assault. I'm guessing at least one of them will be walking to the station, and could keep me company on the bus stop.
Chris: Or you could do that. Just don't go along Bathurst Street.
Mm: Do Will and Morgan qualify as Big Manly Men for purposes of assault prevention?
Chris: Well, Will's tall enough...
Mm: He doesn't really have the bouncer build, though.
Chris: I'm sure he'd be able to intimidate them somehow.
Mm: Yeah, he'd offer to show them "a magic trick", and they'd think it was a euphemism.
When I summarised this conversation to Morgan, he said that his ego was now outsizing the boat. Then my hair escaped from its ties and came to eat him again.
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[Feb. 10th, 2009|09:54 pm] |
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| | Special K, Placebo | ] |
This evening, EGG were playing some murder mystery Will pulled out called The Little Engine That Could Kill. Having not read the backstory, I had absolutely no idea what was going on.
Each of them was playing a character, and it made it all the more excrutiating to watch, since you couldn't tell whether the characters themselves made that little sense, or whether the players just didn't understand them. Will's attempts to steer didn't really seem to accomplish much.
One interesting statement, though:
"Yeah, I know that dead dog in the corner. I bought him off a guy on the train. He was a communist!"
...What?
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| Regarding the poster: |
[Nov. 28th, 2008|10:42 pm] |
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| | Rue Something, The Lucksmiths | ] |
I printed it out to stick on the wall at ProgSoc.
Before I stuck it up, though, I ran into Rel from EGG.
After I recounted the reasoning behind it, this was Rel's response.
"I think James Bond Says No To Censorship would actually be a better film than Quantum of Solace was. Some guy would start talking about the Internet as a series of tubes, and Bond would shoot him."
...Rob's response, on the other hand, was simply "If James Bond says no to censorship, he's jumped the fucking shark."
Heh.
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[Oct. 28th, 2008|11:21 pm] |
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| | Annie Use Your Telescope, Jack's Mannequin | ] |
*Mm is following Priscilla around the room as she runs away
Jay: The big creature eats the little creature! It's like Spore!
*Mm stops beside Chris
Rel: Go hide under the table. She can't get to you there.
Will: Yeah, I don't see Margaret crawling around on her hands and knees.
Mm: ... ...
*Mm goes to stand over Will
Mm: ...What?!?
Will: I said that I didn't think you'd crawl around on your hands and knees.
Mm: ...No, I heard the interchange. That's not what I'm objecting to.
Will: ...Would you prefer I said that you did?
Mm: ...
Jay: Will, would you like a shovel? You just keep digging.
Chris: I like this! For once it's not me digging myself into a hole!
*Morgan pulls an earphone out of his ear
Morgan: What's going on?
Mm: Will's failing at social interaction.
Morgan: *shakes head* The things I miss out on when I'm listening to music...
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[Aug. 31st, 2008|07:21 am] |
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| | Moral Centralia, Harvey Danger | ] |
I made Sophismata hide in the corner and cry when I showed him the specs of my new work machine and told him it would primarily be used for word processing. It's isn't strictly true, but what I do from day to day changes so often that I can't define a job title.
Geale begged me install a single game - "I don't care what! Just something to use the graphics card for its intended purpose!"
To get Sophismata out of his corner, Geale had to say "Free food". ...Then slap his hand away as he actually tried to obtain the same.
When I told Chris about Sophismata's reaction, his response was "I think you've managed to do that to pretty much everyone."
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[Aug. 22nd, 2008|02:29 pm] |
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| |  hungry | ] |
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| | Big River, Johnny Cash | ] |
Will: There aren't many relationships in EGG. Not many females, which is part of it.
Mm: Lots of closet homosexuals?
Will: Not many of those, either. I checked.
Phil's response to the above: Well, clearly, he didn't check hard enough!
And one from at least a week ago, that I kept forgetting to add:
Thomas: Margaret, when you're high on sugar, I'm declaring you "drunk". The effect is about the same.
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| I'm feeling terribly ratty for no good reason. |
[Jul. 2nd, 2008|08:37 pm] |
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EGG were watching Futurama: The Beast With A Billion Backs this evening. I didn't find it remotely funny, though perhaps I was just in a bad mood.
It perhaps may have been a little less excrutiating if Selphie had not been yelling "What the Hell?!?" every three seconds.
However; all through me not watching, but having to listen, all that I could think of was "This brings new meaning to the term 'tentacle rape'." (Chris didn't get it. What a surprise. The rest of the guys just shook their heads and disagreed with me. Whatever.)
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[Jun. 1st, 2008|08:58 pm] |
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Life rambles on. What's been happening? Not much. ...Well, lots of stuff, really, but the same things over and over again. Get up, go to work, hang out at uni, come home, go to sleep.
Congratulate Chris, the "Apply for twenty different graduate positions concurrently" thing finally paid off, with him getting a job offer from AMP.
Lots of people are abandoning me in the next couple of weeks. Pout.
* Chris flies out to the US on Wednesday
* Fabian flies out for six weeks' annual leave from Friday
* Dad starts driving to Queensland on the 13th or 14th
* Mum flies up to join him on the 27th
...Meanwhile, it's not quite so much "The next couple of weeks", but Greg's leaving HRT in mid-July to join the Navy.
Friday night was EGG/Anime@UTS trivia. I think I knew the answer to about three of the questions. Total. Out of a hundred. "What does PING stand for?" (Packet InterNet Groper - It's a Cisco backronym), "Which planet is Doctor Who from?" (Gallifrey), and perhaps one or two others. The fact that I don't watch anime and don't really play games cut out my chances significantly. Phil, who was marking the sheets, told our team "You suck but I love you" - we started making up interesting answers to the questions we didn't know, which was most of them.
I got MarioKart for Wii. I can see what Fabian means about the other characters being 'meaner'. It's fairly common to be assaulted by a blue shell, followed by a lightning bolt, followed by a POW block. While you're trying to get over a gap.
I haven't figured out the significance of the bikes, yet - aside from the "Having more vehicles to play with, and forcing you to randomly change styles halfway through learning to play the game". (The 50CC is karts only; the 100CC is bikes only.)
I discovered that I've probably owned far too much of the franchise - the only one I haven't played is the SNES version (and maybe a Game Boy version, if they released one; I don't remember). This becomes driven home as you play the retro cups and keep thinking "I remember this!"
Chris and I finally got around to watching some of season two of Doctor Who yesterday. Chris kind of fell in love with K-9, watching School Reunion. I was thinking of getting him one of these. Anyone know where I can get hold of one in Australia? Or do I have to buy it from the UK?
I'm sure I had more to ramble about, but I haven't really felt awake all day. I slept in! I never sleep in! I had to look at two clocks before I would believe that I'd woken up at 8:45. But if I'm waking up at 8:45 when I *never* wake up at 8:45, I think my body's trying to tell me something, so I guess I should listen to it. Bath then bed time for me.
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| I've come to depend on the strangeness of kind friends |
[May. 14th, 2008|07:03 am] |
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| | The Art Of Cooking For Two, The Lucksmiths | ] |
Greg [workmate]: So, is E.G.G. full of World of Warcraft addicts?
Mm: More like recovering WoW addicts. You mention it to them, and they cover their ears and yell "Don't tell me there's another patch! I don't want to know!"
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| This was a triumph; I'm making a note here: HUGE SUCCESS. |
[Apr. 26th, 2008|07:40 pm] |
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| |  accomplished | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Still Alive, Jonathan Coulton | ] |
Rock Band is entertaining. I wouldn't really want to own it; it takes "The more the merrier" down to the far end. However, it's fun to play on other people's machines occasionally.
So long as I get to sing instead of attempt to play an instrument, and we stick to songs I actually know. Otherwise, I'm a little stuck and the results aren't particularly pretty.
On the other hand, it was entertaining to get 98% on Still Alive. When I decided that the Easy level was evidently a little too easy and bumped it up to Medium, I still managed to get 99% on Don't Look Back In Anger. ...Umm...?
(Mind you, My Sharona on Hard crashed and burned, so I redeveloped some humility rather rapidly...)
It would help if I were able to activate Star Power, though; my attempts to yell into the microphone for it never seem to register. Oh well.
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| I lost the battle and I'm losing the war, and I keep on asking myself what for... |
[Jan. 18th, 2008|11:46 pm] |
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| | That Girl Has Love, Rooney | ] |
Dentist's appointment this morning. He prodded my teeth, gave me the standard spiel about "You should be brushing better", and asked me if I wanted teeth X-Rays and/or cleaning. After hearing the prices, I set a tentative appointment in a couple of weeks, telling him I'd ask the parents beforehand.
Then I went to a late lunch with Chris. It's old, but classic:
Chris: Don't tell me you went to bed at three o'clock.
Mm: ...Okay. I won't tell you.
Chris: ...You did, didn't you?
Mm: ...Well, actually, it was more like two.
Chris: Sigh.
We watched an episode of Spooks, hung out, and chatted. After a while we wandered over to E.G.G. - on the way, we ran into Brinton and Amy. Chatted to one of the Andrews (Pro Victim - there are like five Andrews in E.G.G.) about high school networks and the interesting people in my SDD class.
Chris had a crisis of conscience, since there was a farewell he'd promised to attend that didn't fit neatly into the other events available in the evening: Will decided to have a poker night, which I decided to turn up to (despite loathing card games).
Mm: Put aside issues of duty; do you want to go to it?
Chris: ... ...Not really?
Since we were stealing a lift from Amy, Amy agreed to drive over to the farewell location, give him a chance to say "Hi, bye", and then we'd head in the direction of Will's. Brinton's directions were... stressful. I can see why she's a fan of her Navman. Chris managed to go in the wrong direction twice in a row, searching for the house - apparently the numbering was bizarre (or that was his excuse, anyway :P).
We wound up getting Pad Thai in St Leonards. It wasn't awful, but I'm not a massive fan - I liked the spring rolls more. The dislike was more my "I don't like anything" than it actually being bad food.
By the time we got to Will's, it was probably about nine o'clock or nine thirty. Will managed to find eight chairs for poker players; that left Amy, Chris, Will, and myself out of the game. Amy decided to head home. Will gained sufficient amusement from watching the poker players. Chris and I wound up watching an episode of Sabrina: The Teenage Witch. Midway through the episode, he got a phonecall from his father offering a lift home. Since Chris managed to negotiate dropping me at the station, neither of us would have stayed more than. like forty five minutes there. But oh well; I didn't really want to be wandering around the streets of Crows Nest at ungodly hours anyway.
Train to Central, half hour wait enduring the drunks on Railway Square late at night, and then the bus ride home. On that note, I should go to bed, because the room feels like it's spinning.
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[Dec. 20th, 2007|05:39 am] |
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| [ | music |
| | Fairytale Of New York, The Pogues featuring Kristy MacColl | ] |
*blinks owlishly at the pre-dawn gloom* Well, since I'm awake.
This week's been one of those that's hectic without too much actually happening. Work from nine to five cuts out a lot of the day; which contributes to the impression, I'm sure.
Tuesday evening was the work Christmas party. I was entertained that out of the ten people at the table, five of them (including myself) knew my father. One of the ten was Grace, who is apparently now studying medicine. I broke Greg's brain when he realised that he'd seen my father in Speedos.
Yesterday, Chris and I went to visit E.G.G.. We'd planned on going to the Lansdowne for dinner, but somehow wound up at Shark Bar instead. Which was nicer than I'd expected, but I was still vaguely irritated that the plans got so thoroughly derailed. Selphie had brought along someone named David, that Chris happened to know from his church.
David: From here on in, I'd prefer to be known as Chris' NPC rather than Selphie's NPC. I know Chris better.
Brinton: David, isn't it?
David: That's better than anybody's NPC.
Brinton, Will, Chris and I discussed what we were going to do with CompSoc. A couple of days ago, the first year president (that clearly signed up for the role with her resume flashing in front of her eyes and no real concept of what the job entailed) sent out a whiny email saying "Fine! No-one's supporting me! I quit!" or words to that effect.
Will: I knew she was going to do that!
Brinton: No duh. You picked some random you took off the street. Did anyone actually know her?
Mm: No. Well, James did, but James doesn't count. You're missing the point, though; we didn't really care who got the position: we just needed a name to fill the space on the page, so that we could re-affiliate.
Brinton: Well, now we've got our puppet president. What are we going to do with the club?
Will: I'll run it. Single-handed, if I have to.
After that conversation, I headed in the general direction of home. I just missed a 438, but there was a 437 fifteen minutes later or something.
The schedule for today? Half day at work (I'm only four hours away from the sixty hours for the fortnight), then some combination of:
* Matt's birthday party
* Delivering Lei's Christmas/birthday gift
* Purchasing some chips or something for the ProgSoc "Christmas Party" (which basically translates to "The normal people turning up and me giving them presents")
* Meeting up with Chris after he gets off work (Probably mid-afternoon, because he's planning on doing an all-nighter, the idiot; we were thinking of doing lunch, but he's got some commitment)
* ProgSoc "Christmas Party"
Fun fun. Now I think I might go start getting ready early for the day; I feel like washing my hair.
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