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[Jul. 4th, 2009|10:23 pm] |
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Chris bought a tape measure for the house. It's bright purple, with lime-green highlights. It says "diywoman" on the side.
Liz: It's a DIY woman!
Mm: Yeah, I noticed that. But it was the only one there, and it was cheap.
Liz: So it's a cheap DIY woman? Now you're just making it sound like a hooker!
Mm: Precisely!
*Calsanne starts reading the packaging
Calsanne: It has a soft grip, and it's sixteen foot long!
Liz: Well, that's better than sixteen inches.
Calsanne: According to the packaging, "it's a hardware solution". And "auto return". And "blade lock"!
Mm: It's not getting better.
Calsanne: I'm sleepy, now.
Justin: All this talk of sixteen foot women with a soft grip is wearing you out?
-Mmaster
EDIT:
*Mm is re-reading old entries
*Mm shows Justin this entry
Justin: I love it. I get a footnote about my birthday in an entry about Thomas being drunk!
Mm: Thomas is never drunk!
Justin: Thomas does get drunk, it's just not very different to Thomas sober. When Thomas is talking about Godwin and Nazis, Thomas is drunk! |
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| I always catch the clock; it's 11:11, now it's time to talk. |
[Jun. 14th, 2009|12:34 am] |
| [ | mood |
| |  sleepy | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Konstantine, Something Corporate | ] |
Um, oops?
I sent Chris to bed around 11, and was planning on heading to bed not too long after him.
I just realised it's hit 12:34. Sigh...
-Mmaster
EDIT: Something I meant to post sometime before late, but oh well.
I crashed at Chris et al's new place last night. The following morning I wandered out to encounter Liz tidying the kitchen. Justin later emerged and we chatted a little.
When Calsanne finally got up, the following conversation occurred.
Calsanne: I wake up alone, and come out to find you with two other women! What is this?!?
Justin: I probably shouldn't tell you I got a massage from one of them, then, should I?
Calsanne: What?!? Was it a naked massage?!?
*Justin waggles his eyebrows
Calsanne: How did this come about?
Justin: I said that my shoulder hurt, and then I wasn't given a choice.
Calsanne: There is always a choice, my love. Does your shoulder feel any better for it?
Justin: It feels a little better... |
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| If you've got something planned, I suppose I'll understand... |
[Nov. 27th, 2008|08:49 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| | amused | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Under The Rotunda, The Lucksmiths | ] |
Thomas: How goes your fighting with Access?
Mm: Actually, it's fighting with PowerPoint at the moment. And it's okay. I'm not sure if I'm doing the right thing, but it isn't too bad.
Thomas: Just so long as you've won.
Mm: Well, I haven't lost anyway.
Thomas: You should write a blog post about your cheat codes for beating the end boss.
*Chris and Justin wander up
Mm: But that would be giving away my secrets!
Chris: What's the game? Ping Pong?
Thomas: PowerPoint.
*Mm ducks off to get dessert and returns
Chris: See? Yoghurt!
Justin: Hmm.
Mm: ...
Chris: We were having a bet as to whether you'd get ice cream or yoghurt. And I said yoghurt.
Mm: ...
Chris: Can I have my money now?
Justin: When did this become a bet?
Chris: When I won!
-Mmaster |
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| Who holds back the electric car? |
[Nov. 17th, 2008|06:18 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| | amused | ] |
| [ | music |
| | The Stonecutters' Song (We Do), The Simpsons | ] |
http://www.news.com.au/story/0,27574,24662963-421,00.html
Chris: ...So now there's a sex party. Has there always been a sex party?
Mm: ...There are so many things wrong with that, I don't know where to start.
Chris: They should make rope out of titanium! Then it won't snap!
Mm: It also won't bend. And would be bloody expensive.
Chris: I'm sure they'd work out a solution!
Justin: They've made an electric car out of bamboo.
Chris: What if you light it?
Mm: Why would you light it? It's electric.
Justin: But what if you did?
Chris: It's like people making things out of coconuts.
Mm: ...What? Horses?
Chris: ...You could, conceivably, make things out of coconuts!
-Mmaster
EDIT:
Mm: I could throw my drink at Chris, but it's Coke!
Justin: ...There a couple of close to empty glasses on the table.
Mm: Yeah. How do you think he'd look in a wet tshirt competition? ...An icy wet tshirt competition?
Chris: ...
Mm: Justin, would you like to see Calsanne in a wet tshirt competition?
Justin: ...
Mm: I need more Coke.
Chris: No, you don't.
Mm: ...I really need more Coke.
Justin: You sound like a drunk who suddenly realised that they haven't had nearly enough alcohol to justify what they're saying. |
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| Some more from last night that I didn't include. |
[Nov. 16th, 2007|07:15 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| | amused | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Honey and the Moon, Joseph Arthur | ] |
Brian: Anyone know where I can find a claw-foot bathtub?
Mm: No. Why do you want one?
Brian: Are you sure you want to know?
Mm: ...
Brian: Fine. For a photo shoot. Three apparently nude models in a milk bath.
Mm: ...So you're doing soft porn.
Brian: No! Apparently naked!
James: On that note, I'm going to the library.
Brian: To get porn?
Chris: I don't think they'd have any.
James: Oh, no; they do. Someone brought some of the books to my Photography class, once.
Mm: I hope they were clean.
Brian: Yeah, just mysteriously missing pages...
*Mm rolls onto her tiptoes, then back down
Justin: Nice hop, there.
Mm: It wasn't a hop. A "hop" is on one foot, and you have to leave the ground. *demonstrates* See?
A "jump" is both feet leaving the ground, and a "leap" is from one foot to the other.
Justin: Nice "bounce", then!
Mm: Much better!
Chris: But that can't be true. Bunnies hop!
Mm: That's because rabbits are retarded.
Justin: I think the rules are somewhat different when it isn't a person.
Chris: Oh...
Justin: So what's skipping, then?
*Mm skips a few steps
Mm: A hop, then a leap, then a hop, then a leap.
Justin: You had to do so to work that out?
Chris: Hi, James. Coming with us to dinner?
James: Let me drop this off first.
Mm: So that's a "No", then?
Nora: I'm going home.
James: Bye. Enjoy your stuffed animal.
Chris: Is it stuffed, is it?
I have the biggest craving for pancakes. Thick fluffy pancakes.
-Mmaster |
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| I don't even know if it's 'net centric or general usage. |
[Sep. 17th, 2007|07:35 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| |  dorky | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Invasion, Eisley | ] |
Justin didn't know the phrase "Earth Logic".
*Justin says something
Mm: But that would require Earth logic...
Justin: ...What? Logic is logic!
Mm: ...You've never heard the phrase "Earth Logic"?
So, I put it to you guys: Have you heard the term "Earth Logic", and if so, under what context?
-Mmaster |
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| String from your tether unwinds: up and outward, but only to bind... |
[Jun. 19th, 2007|10:09 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| |  giggly | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Sweetness, Jimmy Eat World | ] |
shaun says: what's the thingee?
Shoulder Angel says:Shoulder Angel says: *giggles*
Justin says: hm?
Shoulder Angel says: It's a thingee! A fiendish thingee!
Shoulder Angel says: :D
Shoulder Angel says: ...Hi
Justin says: lol...
Shoulder Angel says: Bet you didn't
Justin says: you're right, it was more like a groan. Thingee? WTF?
Shoulder Angel says: *giggles*
Shoulder Angel says: See, The Beatles are playing that game where you throw things then scrub ice
Shoulder Angel says: And the baddy gives George an explosive one
Shoulder Angel says: So he throws it, then says that
Shoulder Angel says: *giggles*
Shoulder Angel says: :D shaun says: lol
shaun says: did it explode in spectacular fashion?
Shoulder Angel says: Yes
shaun says: wow, that must have been cool =D
Shoulder Angel says: Then a guy popped up from the hole, and asked if that was the way to the White Cliffs of Dover
shaun says: question mark
Shoulder Angel says: Ellipsis question mark
shaun says: oh dear ellipsis
Shoulder Angel says: Action indicating laughter
shaun says: generic response
Shoulder Angel says: Observation on repetitiveness
shaun says: comment on the impending doom of the universe should certain criteria be met exclamation mark
Shoulder Angel says: Request for evidence
shaun says: ellipsis followed by backpedaling
Shoulder Angel says: Smug agreement
shaun says: indication of sighing
Shoulder Angel says: Complete topic change
shaun says: acknowledgment of freshness of new topic
Shoulder Angel says: Expansion of subject
shaun says: further expansion in a mildly confusing way
Shoulder Angel says: Request for clarification
shaun says: begging the question
Shoulder Angel says: Confusion at phrasing
shaun says: request to return to quote normal communication close quote
Shoulder Angel says: Disappointment
shaun says: agreement thinly veiling true intent
Shoulder Angel says: Statement of intent to add to journal
*giggles*
-Mmaster |
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| Yes, I know "ProgSoc" is not strictly a subject. It might as well be. |
[Mar. 10th, 2007|08:52 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| | amused | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Sorrow, Bad Religion | ] |
As promised, a bunch of quotes, scattered throughout my notes. Sorted by subject, since that's easiest.
Data Structures & Procedural Programming
Lecturer: What happens when I use the break command?
Mm: Coffee?
Lecturer: Look at the small negative dash sign!
Network Servers doesn't so much have "funny quotes" as "me attempting to capture and translate the lecturer's accent"...
"Whatever hardaware"
"Apache cervix" (service)
"Sorarix also supports Inter System" (Solaris, Intel)
"Leenus is quite good" (Linux)
"Son systems"
"Leenus is Younis like" (Linux, Unix)
"Red Hat 9 is the last three version" (free)
"Fedarah"
Requirements Engineering
Lecturer: Customers should be seen and consulted on a day-to-day basis.
Mm: ...Which is why we're seeing them for fifteen minutes a week?
Slide Title: What is a requirements?
Mm: English good you speak, ya?
Lecturer: What are you?
Student: Um. Someone?
Lecturer: Should the database be inside or outside the box on the Use Case Diagram?
Justin: Can I put it on the edge of the box?
Mm: Only if you ask very nicely.
Peter (student): I think it should go inside AND outside the box.
Justin: See? I'm not the ONLY smartarse in the room...
Lecturer: Any questions?
Mm: Does anyone care?
Database Fundmentals
* Justin is doodling
Mm: What was that about "I bought a new book because the old one was full of squiggles"?
* Justin smirks
Justin: I need more space for squiggles!
Lecturer: Where do you think the MyStudentAdmin database is stored?
Mm: In a neural network!
Justin: A neural network of an alien kidnapped from Mars...
ProgSoc
Chris: I don't need to take drugs. I can drink tequila.
* Chris is setting up a server
Chris: Let's set it up in Spanish!
Thomas: AMERICAN Spanish?
Chris: Is there a difference?
:D!
-Mmaster |
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| I wrote the words to this song on the back of a photograph, behind your back it goes... |
[Oct. 5th, 2006|11:43 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| | amused | ] |
| [ | music |
| | We've Had Enough, Alkaline Trio | ] |
It's quarter to twelve, and I'm waiting for the load of washing to finish, so what do I do? Update my DJ, naturally. 'Sides, both Thomas and Rob expressed suprise at the lack of entries today. Sigh, not this again...
By the way, the last entry (this morning, timestamped around 10:30) was friends-locked. I don't know how interesting its content will be to those that don't know the people involved, but you might want to check that you are actually able to view it; Rob had to post a comment before it realised he was signed in and allowed him to view the post in question. ...Matt tells me that whether OpenID remembers you as signed in or not can be hacked through some setting on this page; having never used OpenID personally, I can't vouch for it.
QOTDs: Note: These are all from the DCA lecture/tute. There were probably some comments at ProgSoc, as well, but I can't remember them offhand. *Flicks through notes* Wow; I missed updating with several lectures'/tutes' worth. But most of them require the slides to give them some form of context, so I won't bother... (With Wikipedia links for the jargon!)
Lecturer: The client side [processing] is used when you want to change the User Interface.
Justin2: When you want to use gimmicks.
Mm: Hey! That BLINK tag's gonna last FOREVER!
Justin: Since when do I speak... proper English?
Mm: ... "Speak English properly".
*Studying XML files and XSL stylesheets, used for formatting XML documents into readable text.
Justin: It's like a file structure!Complex elements = folders
Simple elements = files
Text = file contents Mm: You are such a geek.
Justin: O RLY?
Mm: YA RLY.
There was stuff from ProgSoc, as well; like Rob rambling about the heterosexual couple at his convention that roleplay a slash pairing. And, a seperate ramble, about gay sex with hamsters; or something. But the vagueness of these descriptions should be indicating a couple of things to you:
One: That they didn't really make much sense, regardless of whether you could figure out what he was on about or not
Two: That the actual content of them doesn't overly matter, and picking random keywords is more than amusing enough.
Another moment of amusement was getting home and ordering Coke concert tickets, to receive this message:Remember: Collect your ticket(s) by October 4 - after this date your ticket(s) can not be guaranteed so get in fast to make sure you don't miss out. ...Umm... Good?
...Bedtime now. Please let the load of washing have finished...
-Mmaster |
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| He's striving and driving and hugging the turns, and thinking of someone for whom he still burns... |
[Aug. 25th, 2006|08:09 am] |
| [ | mood |
| |  bored | ] |
| [ | music |
| | The Distance, Cake | ] |
*Flicks through notes for assorted subjects*
Justin S doesn't like to sit next to me in lectures anymore. I don't understand why... :P. (Note, however, that this collection is over the course of a couple of weeks...)
Justin: I have chocolate!
Leena: Ngarh! You and your... Chocolate... Eating...
*Justin types: Get textbook. Might be userful.
Justin: They said "Elephant", and that kind of caught my attention.
*Diagram of dartboard on the screen, showing that darts depend on humans to be thrown
Justin: Sure it does; darts can throw themselves!
Justin: Oooh! I have a command line.
*Justin types: Says
Jusitin: Hey, look what I found!
Justin: A hash takes more pixels than a plus...
Justin: Stereotypes. *Disapproving sound*
Mm: Are you a stereotype?
Justin: I dunno. What's a stereotype?
Justin: The M&Ms [box] are empty, Margaret...
Mm: Yes. ...You're very observant in these matters.
Justin: That was a hint to buy me more.
Mm: ...
Justin: Why is everything I say being quoted?
Justin: Ooh, bright colours...
Mm: Please don't tell me you're being hypnotised by the highlighters...
*OOD lecture slide with the title "Collaboration Diagram"
Justin: Why does that word keep popping up in every subject?
Mm: Because it likes you?
Justin: See, even when I'm not paying attention, I know what's going on!
*Slide has a lazily drawn elipse around a certain section of the diagram
Mm: I have Christian fish on my slides. I pout.
Mm: I was searching for MP3s, and I was like... "Cake? Cake... Cake!"
You tell me that you that you love me so, tell me that you care;
But when I need you, baby, you're never there...
-Mmaster |
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| If you could go anywhere right now, where would you go? And would you miss me when you get there? |
[Aug. 11th, 2006|09:00 pm] |
| [Tags | | | amusement!, chat log, laugh at justin, laugh at leena, laugh at mm, laugh at nora, laugh at rob, my day, progsoc, qotds, randomness | ] |
| [ | mood |
| | amused | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Looking Back On Today, The Ataris | ] |
"Effort"? HAH! Forgeddaboutit.
[05:35:49 PM] Rob - ProgSoc: Off to the city. :D
[05:35:57 PM] Shoulder Angel: ...
[05:35:59 PM] Rob - ProgSoc: A night of revelry awaits.
[05:36:00 PM] Rob - ProgSoc: Well.
[05:36:08 PM] Rob - ProgSoc: Ok, I'm driving someone from Marsfield.
[05:36:15 PM] Rob - ProgSoc: And then eating McDonalds.
[05:36:16 PM] Rob - ProgSoc: Nevermind.
[05:36:20 PM] Rob - ProgSoc: What are you up to?
[05:36:27 PM] Shoulder Angel: Woo! Party on down! :P
[05:36:38 PM] Rob - ProgSoc: MCDONALDS ICECREAM CAKE PARTY
[05:36:48 PM] Rob - ProgSoc: Want one for your 21st?
[05:36:52 PM] Shoulder Angel: Failing to convince myself to do anything of the things I've been trying to force myself to do since this morning
[05:36:52 PM] Rob - ProgSoc: (You know you want ot.)
[05:36:54 PM] Rob - ProgSoc: to*
[05:36:59 PM] Rob - ProgSoc: ... Hrm. :(
[05:37:10 PM] Rob - ProgSoc: Walked Poppa?
[05:37:20 PM] Shoulder Angel: Not yet.
[05:37:25 PM] Rob - ProgSoc: *Kicks*
[05:37:48 PM] Shoulder Angel: That's pretty much the shape of it.
[05:38:13 PM] Shoulder Angel: Nor did I go grocery shopping. Or my email my parents. Or, or, or.
[05:38:23 PM] Rob - ProgSoc: ...
[05:38:33 PM] Rob - ProgSoc: Ok, email your parents at least. *Prods*
[05:38:34 PM] Shoulder Angel: Grah.
[05:38:35 PM] Rob - ProgSoc: *Prods*
[05:38:44 PM] Shoulder Angel: Heh. I'll get there eventually.
[05:38:45 PM] Rob - ProgSoc: *Prods*
[05:39:06 PM] Rob - ProgSoc: Never a good time like the present!
[05:39:08 PM] Rob - ProgSoc: *Prod*
[05:39:10 PM] Rob - ProgSoc: :D
[05:39:25 PM] Shoulder Angel: Heh. Don't you have an appointment in Marsfield? :P
[05:39:32 PM] Rob - ProgSoc: Shush.
[05:39:33 PM] Rob - ProgSoc: *Prods*
[05:39:36 PM] Rob - ProgSoc: *Pokes*
[05:39:38 PM] Rob - ProgSoc: *Kicks*
[05:39:39 PM] Rob - ProgSoc: *Whines*
[05:40:00 PM] Shoulder Angel: ...You're the one prodding me, and YOU'RE the one whining?
[05:40:06 PM] Rob - ProgSoc: I'll play anime in the ProgSoc room on Thursdays. *Threatens*
[05:40:38 PM] Rob - ProgSoc: ... Ok, maybe not.
[05:40:59 PM] Rob - ProgSoc: Umm. Have an interesting evening. *Waves*
[05:41:05 PM] Shoulder Angel: Have fun.
[05:41:08 PM] Rob - ProgSoc: ...
[05:41:10 PM] Rob - ProgSoc: *Prods*
[05:41:11 PM] Rob - ProgSoc: :D
[05:41:13 PM] Rob - ProgSoc: *Gone*
[05:41:13 PM] Shoulder Angel: *Tired smile*
Well, he tried, but my powers of apathy/laziness are winning. Which is probably not a good thing. Sigh.
QOTDs from the past couple of days...
Mm: How does it qualify as 'brainstorming', if he just supplies an answer as right?
...
*Mm draws a line around one of the tables in the Networking textbook, and writes the word "TABLE!" in large letters above it
Leena: Ohmigod! I thought it was a chair!
...
Leena: Of course. Every single computer is just infatuated with me.
...
Leena: I hope we're not using this router. Especially when it's cursed. And autistic.
...
*Mm fills out the form, stating Networking groups
Mm: We need a group name.
Leena: Midgets?
Mm: We are not being 'The Midgets'.
Leena: How about PITA; Pain In The Ass?
Mm: Convert it to the teacher-friendly "Peter", and we're set!
*Writes 'Peter' on page
Mm: Few too many TLAs there, Justin?
Justin S: ...What?
Mm: Three Letter Acronyms.
Justin: We have acronyms about acronyms, now?
...
Student: What's the difference between 'phone' [bottom level of a decision tree] and 'phone' [same location]?
Justin: They're cousins!
...
Justin: Starting with the letter 'M', let's make a binary search tree of every word in the dictionary! It'd be really unbalanced!
Mm: Um, well, 'M' is either the twelfth or thirteenth letter of twenty six, so...
Justin: Wait. You mean I did pick the middle letter?!? Dammit!
...
*Justin taps several keys on his laptop simultaneously, and is amused by the loud beep emitted
*Repeats the exercise with other keys
Justin: I wonder what I'm doing to my laptop...?
...
Justin: Why is everything trying to connect to other subjects?
Mm: It's called 'relevance'.
Justin: But I don't want things relevant - I want them separate!
...
Mm: I think I should wear my imaginary shirt more often.
Rob: Do you have matching imaginary pants?
...
Mm: [reading from an email] "PS, Rob has crabs."
Rob: Well, yes.
Nora: Yes, I've already seen your crabs, Rob!
...
Justin S.: I think I came into that conversation at the wrong time.
Nora: No, there was no right time to come into that conversation.
...
*Nora snaps her teeth at Rob's arm
Rob: Funny, I never knew you were vampiric.
Nora: "Vampiric"? That is not a word!
Mm: Uhm, Nora? *Pulls up the Wikitionary page for the word in question*
Nora: I don't care! It's not a word!
...
Justin S.: I'm too sober for this level of randomness!
...
*Nora whispers in Rob's ear
Rob: RIGHT HERE!
Did I forget any? :D.
-Mmaster |
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