Oh, shit.
I came here to post a link to these videogame quilts, but they seem kind of shallow now.
August Wilson has died:
[link]
Polar region of Saturn's moon Hyperion: [link]
Damn, but that just looks too weird to be a moon.
Info from CICLOPS: [link] (Cassini Imaging Central Laboratory for Operations)
Damn, but that just looks too weird to be a moon.
More like -- hell, exactly like -- a natural sponge.
What an interesting picture. One of those fact stranger than fiction things.
Sad about August Wilson. He was not old.
In annoying life news, I'm supposed to be watching 12 O'Clock High for class, and I can't fucking get it. There is
supposably
one at the library, but only on VHS, and my fucking VCR is broken. If these jokers in my class have the DVDs out and are holding out, I'm going to cut someone. Actually, maybe I should email folks in my class.
holy mother of God, was it tasty.
You bastard, you stole my flava.
I was just told today that I shouldn't have goals, I should have aims, and I should aim way too high.
Me, I think I'm a girl with milestones. I'm pretty sure I'm okay with that, but I don't think it'll satisfy my boss if she asks again. Maybe I should make up some goals. Or aims. Whatever.
Actually, maybe I should email folks in my class.
'K, but you might want to leave out the thing about the cutting. At least in the first e-mail.
Hee!
The problem is, there aren't very many people in the class that I'd be willing to get together with, if that's their counter-offer. If you see what I mean. I hate this assignment.