Yeah, turns out that a site I visited on Monday had been attacked by some lovely phishing scam/spambot folks who implanted a malicious code... in the... something something... gibberish...
Right. My "Oh yes I shall blog everyday because I live in Perfect World la la la" has gone 100% out the window. How about we amend that to something along the lines of "my Perfect World passport having been revoked, I shall blog whenever my internet works, my computer is not infected with malicious spybots (which sound WAY cooler than they actually are), and I have some brain capacity." Sound good?
This section is subtitled "Stuff I Would Ordinarily Put As Status Updates If I Hadn't Given Up Facebook For Lent."
What popular dog breed is named after a Canadian peninsula? Attention Cash Cab participants: "Golden Retriever" is not a Canadian peninsula. But LABRADOR IS.
Can winter please be over? Please? Now? Like right now?
I got to think about beautiful words, haiku, and the Music of the Spheres this morning. At the risk of sounding like a broken record, I love my job.
Speaking of music, it occurred to me last night that listening to Bach's "The Well-Tempered Clavier" is like watching a math teacher do long division. Precise. Boring.
Speaking of record players, should I get a record player? I am really into analog right now.
So yeah, winter. Begone, please? Pretty please?
OK. That's about all.
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And also... "the music of the spheres" is in fact a line from one of my favorite hymns.
Dork.
Me too.
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