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Definite sign that Winter has arrived: Buskers start playing "We Wish You a Merry Christmas". It's like the First Robin that denotes Spring.
TK's head still shudders. I'm going to have to either look into it myself or ship it off to X-Dog for further repair. And one of his batteries has appeared to be failing, as it says it has a full charge, but TK won't boot up with it. ;_;
I should've fixed the zipper on my coat before it got cold. :\
A jack-knifed truck on the 401 effectively cut off my use of the car today. :\ It stopped right under Don Mills Road, which I use everyday, and the police and emergency teams were on top of this road looking down at the highway.
(Come to think of it, do they call them Highways because they're higher than the regular streets?)
That keyboard is totally fried. :\ Thankfully my parents bought that new computer recently, and I won that one from E3... I actually have a spare keyboard lying around. That's not something I typically have. :P
I said that I had a "Mea Culpa" to an associate of mine in regards to leaving dishes in the sink last night, and immediately my mind turned to Nightmare III: Anne De Chantraine (The Witch - the phrase you yelled to her was "Mea Culpa Anne"). Now I want to play that again... who wants another Atomsfear/Nightmare Evening?
The asexual demigod of the most sinister of all carnivores, the jackal and the wolf. The Great Beast is worshipped by packs of predators who howl its praise from the thorns in the forest of Le Gevaudan.
Carrying the sickness of Lycanthropy, Gevaudan spreads its disease and plague throughout the Provinces of the Other Side.
With the razor sharp instincts and reflexes of a natural born hunter, it hunts and kills its prey without remorse. Such is the primeval order of the Loup-garou, The Werewolf.
Nightmare - Atmosfear -= Which Harbinger Are You? =-
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Quote of the Day/Week/Minute/Month/Next Time I Want To Do A Quote:
I discovered that if you start searching for "galvanic corrosion" in the company of some other computer-cooling-relevant words, you're likely to find a large number of pages belonging to homebrew enthusiasts, and a smaller number of pages belonging to nuclear reactor technicians.
Neither of these groups of people want galvanic corrosion to happen in their equipment, but judging by the degree of unhappiness expressed by those who have had equipment destroyed by it, it would appear to be much more irritating when it ruins a batch of beer than when it results in radioactive liquid sodium spraying all over a control room.
(Taken from How to Bake your CPU, from DansData.com.)
*random hugs to all* Chat with y'all later, when I get the newish keyboard :P
TK's head still shudders. I'm going to have to either look into it myself or ship it off to X-Dog for further repair. And one of his batteries has appeared to be failing, as it says it has a full charge, but TK won't boot up with it. ;_;
I should've fixed the zipper on my coat before it got cold. :\
A jack-knifed truck on the 401 effectively cut off my use of the car today. :\ It stopped right under Don Mills Road, which I use everyday, and the police and emergency teams were on top of this road looking down at the highway.
(Come to think of it, do they call them Highways because they're higher than the regular streets?)
That keyboard is totally fried. :\ Thankfully my parents bought that new computer recently, and I won that one from E3... I actually have a spare keyboard lying around. That's not something I typically have. :P
I said that I had a "Mea Culpa" to an associate of mine in regards to leaving dishes in the sink last night, and immediately my mind turned to Nightmare III: Anne De Chantraine (The Witch - the phrase you yelled to her was "Mea Culpa Anne"). Now I want to play that again... who wants another Atomsfear/Nightmare Evening?
The asexual demigod of the most sinister of all carnivores, the jackal and the wolf. The Great Beast is worshipped by packs of predators who howl its praise from the thorns in the forest of Le Gevaudan.
Carrying the sickness of Lycanthropy, Gevaudan spreads its disease and plague throughout the Provinces of the Other Side.
With the razor sharp instincts and reflexes of a natural born hunter, it hunts and kills its prey without remorse. Such is the primeval order of the Loup-garou, The Werewolf.
Nightmare - Atmosfear -= Which Harbinger Are You? =-
brought to you by Quizilla
Quote of the Day/Week/Minute/Month/Next Time I Want To Do A Quote:
I discovered that if you start searching for "galvanic corrosion" in the company of some other computer-cooling-relevant words, you're likely to find a large number of pages belonging to homebrew enthusiasts, and a smaller number of pages belonging to nuclear reactor technicians.
Neither of these groups of people want galvanic corrosion to happen in their equipment, but judging by the degree of unhappiness expressed by those who have had equipment destroyed by it, it would appear to be much more irritating when it ruins a batch of beer than when it results in radioactive liquid sodium spraying all over a control room.
(Taken from How to Bake your CPU, from DansData.com.)
*random hugs to all* Chat with y'all later, when I get the newish keyboard :P