"A programmer is a person who passes as an exacting expert on the basis of being able to turn out, after innumerable punching, an infinite series of incomprehensive answers calculated with micrometric precisions from vague assumptions based on debatable figures taken from inconclusive documents and carried out on instruments of problematical accuracy by persons of dubious reliability and questionable mentality for the avowed purpose of annoying and confounding a hopelessly defenseless department that was unfortunate enough to ask for the information in the first place."

Two little thingies:
[One] Watson's Law: The reliability of machinery is inversely proportional to the number and significance of any persons watching it.
[Two] Lie, n.: A very poor substitute for the truth, but the only one discovered to date.

My Usual Self-Questionnaire.
What's playing? Slipknot's Everything Ends
How am I feeling? Why? Not really feeling anything, I'm tired.
Website Reco? Dreamcatcher [Link] A public web log for people to post their dreams, muse about their meaning and ask for feedback on what they might mean. I would post some of my dreams as sometimes I write down what they were in notebooks that I keep around. But... I'm afraid a psychotherapist might find and read them.. then recommend I get locked and drugged up. Call me paranoid, but you read the dream I posted here a few days ago.

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Cancel me not -- for what then shall remain?
Abscissas, some mantissas, modules, modes,
A root or two, a torus and a node:
The inverse of my verse, a null domain.

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I had order my lunch from the "new kow" and ate at work today. A coworker from my department is going back to school, yay for her. Good luck too.
Here's what my fortune said: You will enjoy good health. You will be surrounded by luxury. And my lucky numbers are: 37 23 25 40 29 10
Yeehaa!

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PART 1
Mr_Death> hello dirty indian's
Mr_Death> hello smelly indian's
GuestGirl> I guess you one of us than Mr Death
Echelon> Mr_Death.. you didnt happen to see the system message on your way in did you?
Mr_Death> nope
Mr_Death> i seen no message
Echelon> this is what it says: "Welcome to K-Net Chat, please respect others here."
Echelon> get my drift?
Mr_Death> oooooh that message
GuestGirl> Yea guy respect
Mr_Death> why should i respect you for
Mr_Death> you fat loser
* Mr_Death was kicked by Echelon (this is why)
GuestGirl> LOL good one ECH
Echelon> :)
Echelon> he'll be back

PART 2
* Mr_Death () has joined #lobby
GuestGirl> sure enuff
Mr_Death> Echelon if you kick me out again, i'll call you a faget for the rest of your natural boring life
* Echelon sets mode: -v Mr_Death
* Echelon sets mode: +b Mr_Death
Echelon> you're not kicked.
Echelon> happy?

PART 3 (later on, after some swearing directed at me in private)
* Mr_Death was kicked by Echelon (good night)
Guest> har har har
Echelon> how many of you was he harassing anyway?
Guest> u mean sexual or physical?
Guest> har har har
Echelon> textual. (we're online)
Guest> *L*
Echelon> :)

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Woah... I had a spooky dream about Judgement Day. The planet was ravished by nukes and in the aftermath, it left a mess of people in general. People were burned, the air was always hot and the sun barely penetrated the ever-present clouds. Anarchy ruled the lands outside of protected colonies and gangs pillaged other groups of people.

In my dream, I was a protector of my people and I was alone after whatever reason I could not comprehend. And I was hunted by one of the gangs. The gangmembers were people I sometimes see around town... The fact both soothed and frightened me in my dream.

I had been part of a group and we were escorting a group of people from one protected area to another and we were ambushed as we were passing through a large building. I had lost my group, but the gang followed me and soon had me cornered in the locked foyer. Now, I think about it and I must have sent the group of people away with the other protectors and I had stayed to face the gang.

I stalked around the shadows and hunted them down, as they hunted me. I soon ran out of places to run and places to hide when they had me surrounded near the top of the staircase in the foyer. The only option I had was to jump, so I threw a grenade at the support and jumped. The explosion rocked the foyer and raised dust everywhere, but it was silent after the explosion and we all could almost hear each other breathe and step around, I chose to remain and not move.

As the dust slowly settled, I began to see silouettes of the gangmembers and shot at them, killing them. The ones I didn't see I could hear and shot them also. Soon there was just a few of them remaining after all the dust had settled. But we all had one disadvantage, the dust revealed our footsteps and sneaking around was no longer possible. I picked one set of tracks and quickly ran him down, keeping as silent as possible and also listening for noises behind me.

I continued stalking around, paying attention to the tracks in the dust but what I thought was three gangmembers who survived the grenade, turned out to be four and I didn't know where the remaining three gangmembers were. Having no luck on the main floor I once again climbed the staircase to the foyer... There the tracks were for the remaining three.

I again picked one set of tracks and followed it through corridors and rooms but came upon another large room, much like the foyer I had just left. Expecting the worst, I lobbed a grenade at the centre support of all the walkways overhead. More dust flew into the air and the walkways came down, killing one of my would-be ambushers another directly into my line of fire. I pulled the trigger and nearly cut him in half with my automatic rifle. I ducked into cover and listened for my last remaining foe.

I walked around the room, stalking him, looking for clues and listening for signs of his whereabouts. I KNEW I had seen him fall from the walkways too, but was he dead already? If so, where is his body? I can't tell yet because the dust hasn't settled yet and it's noisely outside. There's a convoy going by and I cannot tell if they're friend or foe. I hear a click and I jump for cover, a bullet misses me and hits the floor near my feet. I roll onto my back and begin shooting up at the overhead walkway, one of three that hadn't fallen, he must be up there. I riddle the underside of the walkway with bullet holes, but I cannot tell if I've hit him. All was silent again, but I wanted to be sure so I found a ladder and climbed it.

Peeking over the level, I saw my would-be killer. He was shot, bleeding, forcing his breath to be quiet and didn't know I was behind him. I looked around for traps then stepped onto the walkway. "Your group is really good at hunting people," I announced to him with my rifle aimed squarely at his head. He turned to look at me, dropped his gun off the walkway and sat down, leaning against the guardrails. I recognised him and he recognised me. We talked for a bit as his breathing got more and more shallow. We talked about how his life was reduced and what it was like outside the new colonies. I saw with him until he took his last breath and left him there...

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We're deep into the holiday gift-giving season, as you can tell from the fact that everywhere you look, you see jolly old St. Nick urging you to purchase things, to the point where you want to slug him right in his bowl full of jelly.

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Astronomy Picture of the Day [Link] Pictures by NASA... the day I posted this there was a gas cloud that looks like a gargoyle is flying towards me. Cool.

The Daily Motivator [Link] I had a hard time getting out from under my covers today and thought this would help, heheh.

RoRsTeR's Calvin and Hobbes comic strip of the day page [Link] I miss calvin n hobbes comix.... I love his mischievous/evil grin with his thin evil eyes and wiiiiiiiiiiiiiide understated smile. The page also has some good links at the bottom.

National Geographic's Photo of the Day [Link] Classy.... comes with a nice explanatory caption of the photo presented.

Morbid Fact of the Day [Link] It's here just because I was getting too interesting, classy and motivational... I'm striving for a twisted balance here, okay? Okay.

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Labor Day, holiday celebrated in the us and canada on the first monday in september to honor the laborer. It was inaugurated by the knights of labor in late 1800's and made a national holiday by the us congress in very late 1800's. In most other countries—and among the leftists in the us and canada—may day (may 1st) is celebrated instead. (sorry I don't remember exact dates, but 1882 and 1894 seem familiar.)

My Usual Self-Questionnaire.
What's playing? Static-X's Push It - The Memphisto Odyssey Crucified Dub Mix
How am I feeling? Why? Tired, was up late chatting last night. Had five online relationships... a new record, heehee. No, nothing happened. Plus, I find it sucks being a walking encyclopedia
Website Reco? idea a day [Link] Ideas free of copyright so you can steal them, copy them or plain old exploit them.

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M - oh yeah remember those pick up lines i was sayin my brother was collecting?
Echelon - yeah?
M - (his favorite) Wanna play Pearl Harbor? I'll lay here and you can blow the hell out of me?
M - or,,,Hey lady those are nice clothes you got on,,,,,,,,can i talk you out of them?
Echelon - lol
Echelon - here's mine: hey baby! why don't you give me some money so i can buy you a drink?
M - lol
M - My love for you is like diarrhea,,,,,,,,i just can't hold it in.
Echelon - eeeewwww
Echelon - lol
M - i know
M - it's gross
M - did ya ever hear this one?,,,,,,,,,,,,,,your parents must be retarded,,,,,,,cause your sooooo special
Echelon - hahahhah
Echelon - yeah, but it started with "are your parents cousins?"

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Reference Desk. [Link] "The single best source for facts on the net" Also a good starting page for your web browser.
Alta Vista's text-only searchbox [Link] No nonsense searching with a powerful web portal.
Memepool [Link] The best group blog of yesteryear. (not so active anymore)
Fark news [Link] Worth another link. News and abuse from around the world. (warning: adult content)

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Metal Edge * - one star (out of five: for website)[Link] The standard in metal music magazines... but their website bites.
Circus Magazine ** [Link] Everything about Circus Magazine's presentation is crude, but the content is killer.
Metal Maniacs ** [Link] The magazine is a hybrid of Metal Edge and Circus... the website is minimal, but with a very good news section.
Hit Parader **** [Link] Slick mag, slick site.
Chart Attack ***** [Link] The canadian representative in the music magazine world. They do it all.

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