Man skall ha Matlab! Vilken trevlig sång. Nu blev jag glad igen. Men det var jag jo förran. Ännu gladare blev jag.
Monthly Archive for November, 2005
The thesis is at the binder. I’ll pick it up tomorrow, give the libraries their copies, and complete the paperwork. Then I can sit down and wait for that lovely day, the final exam.
Risk on Google Maps. Pretty!
16% evil.
Seems I’m not too horrible.
To kapittel så å seia ferdige, resten krev framleis ein del jobb. Det går så saaaaaakte! Syte. Klage. Pistre.
Tenk så fint det hadde vore å ikkje ha mista månadskortet sitt på laurdag.
Oh, just in case you weren’t aware, I’m on MSN. You probably know how to contact me to get my MSN info.
And if that wasn’t enough, I just joined Skype. If you miss the sound of my wondrous barytone voice, now you can talk to me for free on the wonderful internet. Or if you prefer my squeaky mumbling, I can do that too. Well, actually, that’s what I can do.
Kort hår. Ein smule behageleg. Eg minnest frå då eg var ung at hestehale-langt hår eigentleg var frykteleg upraktisk heile tida, bortsett frå to ting:
- Det gjer seg bra i motvind, særleg i lag med lang svart frakk.
- Går ikkje an å banga på konsert med kort hår.
Eg trur eg kan klara å gro brukbart skjegg til jul.
Twelve days. Ninety-seven pages.
You ever read Chick tracts? No? Good. But if you like the idea of your actions being irrelevant, and being sent to heaven anyway as long as you pray, have a look at this demented, immoral piece of crap.
“Blessed are the meek.” Maybe. But not you, Chick. Not you.
