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Mar. 9th, 2006 @ 07:27 pm
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One more time!
I've upgraded the RSS feed at http://leftorium.org/leftorium.net/index.py/rss to RSS 2.0, which ought to be pimpin' enough for LJ to love on. I hope.
Try again, someone with a Solid Gold LJ? kthxbye. Whoever's the first to get it syndicated and post here saying they've done so has earned a free tasty beverage (within reason, no 200 year old scotch or jungle-in-a-margarita-glass monstrosities) next time we hang out.
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Mar. 1st, 2006 @ 12:17 am
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Since I don't use this crap except to crap on other people's journals, I'm not going to pay to have my crap syndicated.
If one of you wealthy livejournal landowners would be so kind as to pimp this up on this shiz, I'd be most grateful.
If anyone who also detests LJ and all it stands for wants some hot RSS action without using this doofy interface, the above link is my RSS feed.
And as my one last (no seriously for real) farewell (though I still read the RSS feeds), here's a picture of me making out with a signpost:
(if it loads slow it's because that site's hosted off my DSL and I'm probably in the middle of looking at Midget She Hulk porn.) |
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After adding the lovely ![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) lorigami to my list, I have a fantastic juxtaposition in all dimensions:
Exhibit A: http://www.livejournal.com/users/lorigami/964542.html?nc=4
Exhibit B: http://www.livejournal.com/users/dankamongmen/130529.html?nc=3
Keep up the good work, kids. Becky, I expect more from you. Tsk tsk.Current Music: Anthrax - Room For One More |
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Mar. 14th, 2005 @ 03:10 pm
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Becky's got jury duty, so it's just billings and dankamongmen.
In other news, I'm totally gay for my new car.  |
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Fuck you all, I'm not reading any of that shit.
slrnv("c-y-motherfuckers.");
Seriously. What the fuck. I go out of town for a couple days and my shit's littered with shit.
EAT MY BALLS.
Jan. 28th, 2005 @ 06:56 am
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According to a 1950 study of 12 people with gout, eating one-half pound (about 227g) of cherries or drinking an equivalent amount of cherry juice prevented attacks of gout. Black, sweet yellow, and red sour cherries were all effective. Since that study, there have been many anecdotal reports of cherry juice as an effective treatment for the pain and inflammation of gout. The active ingredient in cherry juice remains unknown.
Jan. 13th, 2005 @ 01:13 pm
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Having the fan on reverse in my bedroom creates just enough airflow to funnel escaping smoke into a straight line, aimed right for my calendar. Beware the Ides of Smarch! The whole mass is swirling slowly clockwise. Fly.
Not fly: After dinner discussion agreeing that moving pass out time towards midnight (via a brisk walk in the park) would be a good way to start the week, I went home and immediately passed out. Now I'm up, fairly wired... may have to get AbFab and down some pills.
Ugh, who am I, iwillfearnoevil?
Jan. 10th, 2005 @ 01:11 am
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I farted and Becky and I shared a moment.
Then I won. 
Jan. 9th, 2005 @ 03:02 am
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( If you know anything about laundry... )
( and if you don't... )
lj-cuts suck. I can't help but call everyone an asshole, I guess.
Jan. 3rd, 2005 @ 08:48 pm
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| » Disappointing Google Search of the Day |
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Oh, Internet, you have failed me.
*sigh*
Dec. 29th, 2004 @ 03:01 pm
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Thankfully the Tsunami didn't kill the delicious Petra Nemcova! And the icing on the cake is that her boyfriend's missing. She's helpless against my charms, now!
Dec. 28th, 2004 @ 07:08 pm
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Given that I owed Big Brother $24.25 on Christmas, and I didn't manage to get the money to Him beforehand, I woke this morning at 7:30 to head over to the county seat of luscious Cobb County and pay those assholes their much deserved money. I was out the door by 7:55, and walked in the blistering cold from my place, through the barrio, over 285, past not-quite-buckhead, only to see my bus shooting past the stop I was supposed to be at. Shit.
Fortuitously, a cab (Guerrero Taxi, a subsidiary of Fulton Cab, Inc.) was about to pass me. I dodged a Land Rover, hailed it, and started gibbering on about how I needed to catch that bus! That bus! That one right there! Go!!!
The driver calmly turned around and said "I do not speak much English." My response was, of course, "Hablo espanol... un poco." "Un poquito." "Right... I need to catch that bus." "Que?"
Having $8 to my person, I knew that I either caught the bus in less than $5 of fare, or I was right fucked and had to take the cab all the way to my destination. After a few derechas and an izquierda or two, the meter was cruising skyward and I knew it was all over. So I relaxed and had a lovely chat in Spanglish. It turns out that neither of us knew enough of the others' language to actually get any conversing done, so we taught each other basic cab-lingo. A little later, we passed the bus. I pointed it out to Salvador, and he looked a bit confused.
I'd like to smack that caballero that thought it was a good idea to make "right" be "derecha" and "straight" be "derecho."
After $32 and change, we got to Marietta Square. I had Salvador park in a bank parking lot, and I told him I'd be back in diez minutos. "Que?" "Diez. Necesito diez minutos, senor. I will be back, I will pay you. Pero no tengo enough dinero ahora. Diez minutos." Seeing the doubt in his eyes (and rightfully so, who was this saucy gringo trying to scam him into driving 20 miles away from his normal location?) I said "I will leave this with you, it is worth much more than $20." And showed him my tiny shiny so-so-finy little camera. With that, I was off to sprint around the square, stopping at an ATM and grabbing quite a hefty wad. Proceeded to PO, made the drop off, and ran back to the cab.
I then gave him $40, he gave me $15 change and said no more. I remained motionless in the back... he turned around, and gave me a calendar. It's quite lovely, really. I then said "Senor! Vamos al Glenridge!" He said "Aaaah, si si. Vamos."
An uneventful and blissfully trafficfree cruise down 75 and 285 (not trying to catch a bus on Johnson Ferry and Roswell, thank god) and a wad of cash later (note that he charged me $10 less than the meter said after the first leg... so I tipped him guapoly) and here I am at work. And to think... that journey was only 3000% more expensive than it would have been if I'd left my apartment 45 seconds earlier.
Dec. 28th, 2004 @ 09:22 am
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All I wanted for Christmas. :(
Who can argue with a $2500 discount?
Dec. 26th, 2004 @ 01:01 pm
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I watched an assload of movies over the weekend.
Gone in 60 Seconds - Hilariously bad. In a good way. I had to jerk off five times during it just to keep from humping the TV. God those cars are pretty.
Amelie - I enjoyed it, but I think it may have overstepped the "feel-good movie" bounds.
XXX - Fuck Amelie, this is the feel-good movie of the year. Just when you thought it couldn't get more absurd, you see Vin Diesel shoot a harpoon onto an Artificially Intelligent hydrofoil bent on the destruction of the human race, parasail behind it, use the parasailing line as a zipwire (barely avoiding a bridge (oh, by the way, he's going about 80mph)), remove a missile and replace it upside down (oh, that's full of some crazy nerve toxin) causing the boat to submerge and blow up under water, where crazy nerve toxins aren't dangerous. In case you were worried, he's fine.
Fargo - Much, much, much better than I remember. Maybe I was pissed off when I saw it once years ago, but I recall it being rather abysmal. Now it's dark and hilarious.
Dec. 13th, 2004 @ 03:07 pm
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A special thanks goes out to young Agnes for passing Becky's sore throat to me.
Note to self: just because something is adorable does not mean one should make out with it.
Dec. 7th, 2004 @ 11:29 am
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We have shipped: XXX: Special Edition
Arriving on or around: Wednesday, Dec 08, 2004
We have shipped: Gone in 60 Seconds
Arriving on or around: Wednesday, Dec 08, 2004
Dec. 6th, 2004 @ 05:25 pm
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As promised to solsistr3 and uglor last night:
Jack Chick is the best. 
( He's even hip to the streets... )
Dec. 2nd, 2004 @ 10:50 am
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Eh, whatever, as long as it's not close enough to drag on for five months and stalemate in a Rehnquist-less Supreme Court leading to John Titor's civil war, all's well with me. On the other hand, it's kinda assy that we're going to be assy for another four assy years. Sorry to all you nations out there that just aren't as great as the US. Maybe you should look into electing someone from Texas instead of whatever foreign pussy's running your shit now.
I've never had trouble getting sound set up on my computer. Well, maybe back in the day when I was a n00b, but now I'm 31337^3. So what the fuck's the deal? The correct modules are loaded. No bad news from syslog. last_sunrisev("the silence is killing me.");
snd_intel8x0 28328 1
snd_ac97_codec 67920 1 snd_intel8x0
snd_pcm 82376 2 snd_pcm_oss,snd_intel8x0
snd_timer 21252 1 snd_pcm
snd_page_alloc 7560 2 snd_intel8x0,snd_pcm
snd_mpu401_uart 6144 1 snd_intel8x0
snd_rawmidi 20132 1 snd_mpu401_uart
snd_seq_device 6408 1 snd_rawmidi
snd 44132 9 snd_pcm_oss,snd_mixer_oss,snd_intel8x0,snd_ac97_codec,snd_pcm,snd_timer,snd_mpu401_uart,snd_rawmidi,snd_seq_device
soundcore 7392 2 snd
Oh, check this icon out. Creepy, eh?
I just looked for where I found it... some tampon company's page, I'm sure Shaggz could dig it up. My searching, though a failure, was not completely fruitless. Hilarious:
Tamponhenge
Tampon Art
Nov. 3rd, 2004 @ 10:38 am
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