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This has left me somewhat on edge lately. I lead a rich and rewarding dream-life and have grossly deprived myself of that.
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Actually, it's done more than put me on edge. I've been seeing moving shadows, can't stand upright at times, and have bizarre mood swings. I've even become a general danger to myself and others, as today I was smoking another in a long chain of cigarettes. Casually, I flicked the ash into my tray as I've done countless times before. This time, I lost muscle control in my hand and the cigarette went flying... somewhere... I searched for a good thirty minutes and could not find it anywhere. So, I decided to get a haircut. Now, I question whether the entire episode even happened. Normally, I like to burn candles while I work. But today, while out getting some clothes, I saw a lava lamp blowout sale, so I bought one. With blue wax. It's a rich blue with a hint of purple in the shadows. For some reason it makes me think of Eva Habermann and the smell of ozone around a power plant - two of my favorite things. My boss/friend and I are also working on a devious plot. My server logs have revealed countless attempts to hack into my system by a nimda infected remote. My boss has noticed the same. We decided to come up with a program that will detect a nimda attack and immediately return the attack the remote system. Maybe erase their hard drive or something. That's what they get for being a virus carrier. Just like homosexuals should be beaten and hanged. I think I will turn my lamp off now so it will be cooled down and ready to go when it gets dark. Bye. |