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IKEA, just some oak and some pine and a handful of norsemen... [Nov. 17th, 2006|05:45 pm]
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[mood | babbly]
[music |Kenesaw Mountain Landis, Jonathan Coulton]

...Heh. I can make puns with the worst of them.

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| Session Start: Wednesday, 15 November 2006 |
| Participants: |
| Shoulder Angel |
| Stevie |
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[09:23:11 PM] Stevie: angles fly
[09:23:40 PM] Shoulder Angel: I'm obtuse?
[09:24:15 PM] Stevie: no
[09:24:45 PM] Stevie: but you get waht i mean
[09:24:45 PM] Stevie: but still doing differential crap on rotating crap sucks
[09:25:08 PM] Shoulder Angel: Heh
[09:25:38 PM] Shoulder Angel: At least I didn't go with the other potential punchline
[09:25:56 PM] Stevie: such as?
[09:26:27 PM] Shoulder Angel: "I'm a cute what?"
[09:26:58 PM] Stevie: oh thats bad
[09:27:11 PM] Shoulder Angel: Warned you.
[09:27:34 PM] Shoulder Angel: Anyway, you're the cute one.
[09:27:34 PM] Stevie: no you didnt, you baited me on
[09:27:46 PM] Stevie: its like showing me somehting then taking it away real fast
[09:27:47 PM] Stevie: HEY!
[09:27:54 PM] Stevie: wait i have a flower in my pic
[09:27:55 PM] Stevie: hold on
[09:28:00 PM] * Stevie changes his icon to a picture of his teddy bear, Snowy
[09:28:07 PM] Stevie: much better
[09:29:27 PM] Shoulder Angel: ...And this is disproving my statement how?
[09:29:29 PM] Shoulder Angel: :P
[09:30:10 PM] Stevie: it just does
[09:30:23 PM] Shoulder Angel: No, actually, it makes you cuter. :P
[09:30:45 PM] Shoulder Angel: Remember what Abby said when you said you were knitting the scarf for him?
[09:30:53 PM] Stevie: no
[09:31:00 PM] Stevie: please enlighten me
[09:31:00 PM] Stevie: :P
[09:31:11 PM] Shoulder Angel: "That's the cutest thing I've ever heard."
[09:32:23 PM] Stevie: :P
[09:32:30 PM] Shoulder Angel: (A)
[09:32:35 PM] Stevie: (6)
[09:32:46 PM] Shoulder Angel: *One eyebrow raised*
[09:33:00 PM] Stevie: ...(A) nothing :P
[09:33:23 PM] Shoulder Angel: Heh
[09:48:44 PM] Stevie: ok
[09:48:44 PM] Stevie: ngiht
[09:48:54 PM] Shoulder Angel: Sleep better than me.
[09:48:59 PM] Stevie: i ahve to wake up again for test
[09:48:59 PM] Stevie: cyas
[09:49:07 PM] Shoulder Angel: So do I :P
[09:49:15 PM] Stevie: oh
[09:49:16 PM] Stevie: gl then
[09:49:23 PM] Shoulder Angel: You too
[09:49:26 PM] * Stevie is now Offline



And Butters is fast on the uptake:
* Mm shows Chris her Google calendar, to identify when a couple of club events are on
Chris: Why is Nora's birthday thing on there twice?
Mm: Well, one is the 'all day event', which is a stripe of colour (and hence is easier to read); the other is the actual time.
Chris: No, I meant, why is there one on Friday and one on Sunday?
Mm: ... ... ... Because one's her birthday, and the other's her birthday party.
Chris: ...Oh. *Goes back to napping on the ProgSoc couch*



And Thomas likes teasing people:
* Nora, Thomas, Mm, and some friend of Nora's [who's name has curently escaped me] are sitting around in the couches on the Concourse
* Thomas suddenly gets up and walks over to some random and talks to them briefly
* Thomas returns, and starts waggling a jelly snake in front of Nora's face
Thomas: Here, Nora! Grab the jelly snake!
Nora: Wait, did you explain this to him?
Thomas: Of course.
Nora: I really hate you...



I ran into Roland at KMart today. We chatted for a bit. He was delighted that I was wearing the necklace he gave me. *shakes head*


It's Nora's birthday party this evening. I have to leave in half an hour or so to get to it. I think I'll play Adventure Quest until then. Those massively-expensive suits of armour don't just buy themselves, y'know.

-Mmaster
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You're fighting things you didn't know; I look at you with such distain... [Apr. 24th, 2006|10:13 pm]
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[mood | random]
[music |It Ends Tonight, The All-American Rejects]

Random observations about today:

Last night I had a dream which resembled the plot of Disturbing Behaviour/The Gathering. What freaked me out almost as much as, if not more than, the dream itself, was the fact that it came with it own voiceover.

I really hate binary adders. Especially when I do, like, three truth tables for them, and none of them give the results that I want.

I got 16/20 for my PDC mid-semester exam.

The Pavillion has pool tables that charge $2 instead of $3. This is good. Playing pool really badly is amusing. Especially when Gab is so drunk, he can't play properly. And when I make like three identical attempts to shoot for the same ball, miss each time, and then get one ball in each turn for the next three to four goes.

The catch on the strap on my bag broke. I don't know whether it would be simplest/cheapest to replace the catch, the strap, or the bag.

Some weird guy sat next to me on the bus, despite there being a spare seat directly opposite me. And when I didn't respond to anything he said, he shifted to sitting next to somebody else and rambling incoherently to them, instead - despite there being a seat empty just across the way.

A guy carrying one of those tennis ball flingers sat in the seat opposite me.
Mm: Do you have a dog?
Guy: No, I'm trying to teach physics to kids. And I'm going to use this to demonstrate that if you have a longer radius on a curve, then it results in further distance.
Mm: Simple lever. Probably should try going through wheel via lever.
Guy: You do physics?
Mm: No... Well, I did it in my HSC. I wasn't really very good at physics.
Guy: What were you good at?
Mm: Computers.
Guy: Really? I'd've picked you as an Arts type of person.
Mm: I like art... I'm just not very good at making art.


A couple of days ago, I went to the doctor to have my foot looked at. He took one look at my foot, and reached for the liquid nitrogen - with little to no warning. Mum described his expression as a "crusader".

I might be taking The Country Boys ™ (Justin2 and James) to the city tomorrow or Wednesday, in order to show them some of the city - that isn't the George Street pubs, since that's pretty much all they've seen of the place thus far. James's parents live in Maitland - he's living with his grandparents at the moment, but doesn't really know the city very well. Justin lives in Woy Woy - and returns there every night. Oh dear.

Andrew2 types well:
Shoulder Angel says: was anything of note covered in the lecture?
Andrew2 says: just went trough the slides
Andrew2 says: a fwe things i didn't know
Andrew2 says: but basically the operation of a hard dick
Andrew2 says: damn disk
Andrew2 says: that was a serious typo
Shoulder Angel says: ...heh.


I can't stop listening to The All-American Rejects' It Ends Tonight. It's got a really random chord progression, the guy can't sing, and it's a really irritating track... But curiously addictive.

I had a sudden mental image this afternoon of the phrase "bags under the eyes" being translated into a cheap clip art grocery bag with "iiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii" inexplicably floating above it.

Roland is fast on the uptake:
Shoulder Angel says: do you know what "RTFM" means?
Roland says: no
Roland says: *silence*
Shoulder Angel says: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rtfm
Shoulder Angel says: so progsoc produces a large volume entitled "TFM"
Roland says: OH WAIT
Roland says: I USED TO USE THAT ONE ALL THE TIME
Roland says: I'VE JUST NEVER SEEN IT IN LETTERS BEFORE
Roland says: LOL
Shoulder Angel says: ...
Roland says: *Smackhead* *Smackhead* *Smackhead* *Smackhead* *Smackhead* *Smackhead* *Smackhead* *Smackhead* *Smackhead* *Smackhead* *Smackhead*
Shoulder Angel says: oh dear


And Shaun is cute when he's confused:
Shaun says: why's it so hard to understand girls?
Shoulder Angel says: *stifles a laugh*
Shaun says: umm?
Shoulder Angel says: *grins*
Shaun says: *is lost*
Shoulder Angel says: i know, dearest. that's what makes it so endearing
Shaun says: *thinks back to your puppy who doesn't know what's going on comment*
...snip...
Shaun says: one day I will figure you girls out
Shaun says: one day... *clenches fist*
Shaun says: *waves said fist*
Shoulder Angel says: lol. what would you like me to attempt to explain? ...i make no guarantees...



I think that's enough random things I've been intending on mentioning except not liking to have a three line post about. Bye.
-Mmaster
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HAHAHAHAHHHH [Mar. 14th, 2006|11:02 am]
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[mood | geeky/amused]
[music |Bad Habit, The Offspring]

[10:58:02 AM] Roland: ahh crap
[10:58:06 AM] Roland: i have a lecture now
[10:58:15 AM] Shoulder Angel: poor bubby
[10:58:15 AM] Roland: i'd better go
[10:58:19 AM] Roland: :'(
[10:58:19 AM] Shoulder Angel: have fun
[10:58:31 AM] Roland: BUT MUMMY I DON'T WANT TO DO MUTLIVARIABLE CALCULUS!!!
[10:58:37 AM] Shoulder Angel: heh
[10:58:37 AM] Roland: ok
[10:58:39 AM] Roland: cya!
[10:58:47 AM] Shoulder Angel: you could study unix instead
[10:58:49 AM] Shoulder Angel: :P
[10:58:53 AM] Roland: :-O
[10:58:55 AM] Shoulder Angel: unix is interesting
[10:59:07 AM] Roland: (@) (*Cat emoticon*)
[10:59:11 AM] Roland: bye!
[10:59:13 AM] Shoulder Angel: ...cat?
[10:59:18 AM] Shoulder Angel: bwahahahah
[10:59:26 AM] Roland: rolands brain shrinks when programming is mentioned
[10:59:29 AM] Shoulder Angel: that's a command in unix
[10:59:34 AM] Roland: NO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
[10:59:35 AM] Shoulder Angel: heheehehehhh
[10:59:38 AM] Roland: I'M GOING NOW
[10:59:51 AM] Shoulder Angel: heheheheh


The cat command displays text files in Unix/Linux. However, it is not as powerful a text viewer as more, or more's descendant less.
-Mmaster
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[May. 6th, 2004|08:56 pm]
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[mood | fine]
[music |Pay the Man, The Offspring]

Quote of the day:
"The bus never lies!" -Michael

I had a free first. I checked journals on the library computers, wandered around aimlessly, and then chatted to Dee.

During English, I read Chasing Redbird while the teacher muddled about for half the lesson, looking for her stuff, and then took notes on what the teacher was talking about as she answered half the questions she had set for us.

During Ancient, I wrote half a page of notes on the textbook, which is probably more than most of the others did. I probably won't finish the set task on time, though, coz I haven't mastered the art of summarisation yet.

During SDD, Lucas handed out a sheet which we then proceeded to argue about the answers to the questions for for the rest of the lesson. I showed Matt something posted on Chance's forums, with Raph claiming he was Matt and then Chance disputing it (don't ask).

During lunch, I listened to various people chatting about stuff. Roland got offended at me for walking away from him, and we all laughed at him attempting to eat with chipped teeth.

Nothing much happened in Physics. We listened to the teacher talking at us, and then dozed through a video.

During maths, I just kept writing what was on the board. Absorbtion was not an issue.

As I was crossing the bridge, there was a van giving out free Pepsi. I didn't take one, but on the way to Norton st, Ben and I had an in-depth discussion about how that must be a sign that Pepsico is going out of business.
I caught the bus home. On the way I had the weirdest and most random conversation I've had with anybody in a long time. The boys had found an odd assortment of items left on the seats: one of those souvenier teddy bears with Washington D.C. written on the front, a mini blow-up football, and a can or two of dog food. They were trying to construct the possible series of events that could have led to these items being left. Or the prophecies foretold by the combination of the items and the Pepsi. It was very odd, and it led to today's quote of the day.

I came home and played Gamecube all afternoon. When parents came home, I made a token effort at homework (I did my maths) and then begged to be let online.

I don't remember what we had for dinner. Katie was surprised when she came over a few weeks ago to discover that we all ate dinner together at the table.

-Mmaster
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[Mar. 31st, 2004|08:02 pm]
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[mood | amused]
[music |It's Been A Summer, New Found Glory]

Well, today was a fairly impressive improvement over the past couple of days.

I managed to keep a(n only slightly fixed) smile through the morning. Black was equally amused by some of the questions that I remembered from that road rules book. One of the more classic examples:
84. Is it possible that you may still have alcohol in your body the next morning after you have been drinking?
a. Yes.
b. No.
c. Only if it was already morning when you went to sleep.

Hmmm... Could it be... 5?

I asked my physics teacher a question that is apparently year twelve not year eleven work. Even though I think we went over it, at least briefly, last year or possibly the year before.

Ancient was very very amusing. We were teacherless... Well, except for Ms Minutti, who only appeared twice, briefly. So, we ended up with Paul D singing songs at the rest of us, commonly in a worse singing voice than most people have for karaeoke (or however you spell it), and not knowing half the words. He didn't know half the songs I suggested.

Recess was fun. I chatted to assorted people. Apparently, Roland told his family that my parents were forcing me to go camp when I didn't want to; his mother offered to put me up for the three nights, and his sister offered to forge the note to the school so my parents didn't realise. *giggles* Ain't he/they sweet? Not many people can say THAT about their friends. Unfortunately, I felt oblidged to turn it down. We then had an in-depth discussion about how bad yr 11 as a grade is. One of the weirdest moments was this interchange: (For those who don't understand the reference in my line, go read PvP.)
Me: Santa's true identity is Superman!
Steson: That would be disturbing. Seeing Santa with his underwear on the outside, I mean.
Roland: Ohmygod! Steson's got a fetish for Santa Claus!

*cracks up* He taunted him for the rest of the day about it.

During Maths, we got the tests back. I got 80%; solid, if not outstanding. Certainly a lot better than a fair proportion of the class did.

We FINALLY performed the Extension play today. I'm SO glad that's over and done with. I think we confused the class with some of the plot twists. I don't know how we did, but we almost HAD to have done better than some; for a start, we at least semi-knew our lines. Apparently, Black went and asked the teacher what we got, but they were only willing to tell him that we passed. Sounds good to me.

Lunch was also fun. We all exulted that the Ext task was finally finished. Then Wendy wandered around trying to get everyone to sign a petition, without actually telling them what the petition was for, aside from the label "Steson Petition" up the top. I cornered Steson and asked him what it was about; apparently, she was trying to force him to put something in particular on his Jersey. What was most amusing was Steson's reactions to this. She wandered off and got anyone she could to sign it; half the people probably had no idea who he was. He was complaining bitterly about it. I asked him if he was actually going to acknowledge it. he said no, so I said there was no problem. Heh.

SDD was fun, but irritating at the same time. In that, I was trying to add another feature to my program, but it completely ignored half the code I'd put in there, for no apparent reason. I felt guilty about asking Black, coz he had his own to work on.
Sub Command8_Click
Form2.visible = True
starter = Val(Text7.Text)
X = 1
Form2.Text1.Text = 1
For i = 1 To (starter / 2)
If (starter / X) = Int(starter / X) Then
Form2.Text1.Text = Form2.Text1.Text + ", " + X
End If
X = X + 1
Next i
Form2.Text1.Text = Form2.Text1.Text + ", " + Text7.Text
End Sub

I think that's pretty close to correct syntax (ie, what I have in code at school). If there's any major errors, I blame it half on my lack of skill with VB and half on the fact that said code is on a computer about 3 kilometres away from my current position. Suggestions? I'd tell you what it's supposed to do, but it'd be much more fun for you to figure it out on your own.

Caught the bus home. The year nines were amused by my story of Black saying "Sticks and stones may break my bones, but whips and chains excite me" to his maths teacher. Apparently, she looked disturbed, and went back to her work. (Sticks and Stones? That's the New Found Glory album I'm listening to!) They also liked my tale about Roland's family voluteering to take me on.

Got home, had afternoon tea, and then got to work on 'homework'... *coughs*

Heh. Today had a lot more class than a lot recently.
-Mmaster
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[Mar. 1st, 2004|07:18 pm]
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[mood | blah]
[music |Miss America, Something Corporate]

Meh.

Matt was away, on some bio excursion.

I'd keep telling myself, during recess and lunch and stuff, 'right, you're going to be happy through this', and then Black would decide to talk about Warhammer, and I would lose the carefully cultivated good mood.

Before school, the others were talking about computers, so Sarah and I moved away. And then it appeared in front of us again! I loudly disaprroved of this, and they looked moderately apologetic.

Roland was yelling and stuff during recess, coz little Johnnie Howard's decided to give (more, I think) money to Catholic schools. He was very disgusted by it, much to everyone else's amusement.

My photogram from last photography lesson turned out good. I like the text thing it has going for it. The teacher gave us various materials, and you arrange them on a sheet of photo paper then expose the collection to light. I included a piece of overhead plastic (or similar) that someone before me had written Silence makes me sick on, and put that on, amongst other things. I might repeat the exercise, but I'll write my own using SoCo lyrics.

Lunchtime was moderately terrible. I got angry at Black, who had decided to talk about Warhammer AGAIN, and left the conversation, even though everyone else was talking about interesting things. I went and hid in a corner, and various people came over, including Black, who (guess what?) started talking about... I screamed at him and ran off to find peace.

I slept through Ancient, very close to literally.

During SDD, we were reading out sheets with very very very very bad grammar. At the end, it included something as a reference that was in its "10th Addition". Oh dear.

*sighs*
-Mmaster
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*sighs* [Jan. 1st, 2004|08:58 pm]
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[mood | drained]
[music |Say Anything, by Good Charlotte]

I had a throughly interesting phone call with ROland today.

It brightened my day, until I got angry at Laura.

Anyway, I rang him up to remind him about the get together tomorrow.

I say, brightly, "Hi, Roland! This is your morning wake up call! I know you, so I knew you'd need a reminder about the get together. It's tomorrow."

His reponse: "You know me well, then. What time is it?"

"Ten AM. I spose you could come a little late... Emphasis on the 'little'."

He starts swearing. "Greg's not going to be happy. But I'll make it. I will. I just have to ring Greg, and let him swear at me for a while this evening." (Greg's his fencing instructor.)

I'm touched.

*giggles manically*
-Mmaster
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