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Just cause I couldn't resist
More morning comic goodness:
Going to get some code done, back in a bit.
Bright copper kettles and possums with mittens
It's official, I'm getting another tattoo. I've finally decided on the design idea, went to see Norm tonight and left a deposit. I left him a copy of the picture that gave me the original idea and he's going to redo it, with the few changes we discussed. It's gonna be niiice :D
I just realized that it's been close to 5 years since my first ink, and 3 since my second. About the right time for another one :P
And because ![[info]](http://stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small}
eniran left this meme in my head during the evening, I had to go look it up, or I'd have gone mad.
Love to chop and to serve little fish
First I cut off their heads then I pull out the bones
Ah mais oui, ca c'est toujours delish
Les poissons, les poissons, hee hee hee, hon hon hon
With the cleaver I hack them in two
I pull out what's inside and I serve it up fried
God, I love little fishes, don't you?
Here's something for tempting the palate
Prepared in the classic technique
First you pound the fish flat with a mallet
Then you slash through the skin
Give the belly a slice
Then you rub some salt in
'Cause that makes it taste nice
(Zut alors, I have missed one!)
Sacre bleu, what is this? How on earth could I miss
Such a sweet little succulent crab?
Quel dommage! What a loss! Here we go in the sauce
Now some flour, I think, just a dab
Now I stuff you with bread, it don't hurt 'cause you're dead
And you're certainly lucky you are
'Cause it's gonna be hot in my big silver pot
Toodle loo mon poisson
Au revoir!
The human mind is completely irrational
I wish, but no.
Hohum
I ran across this online and found it cute, so I decided to make an icon out of it. Feel free to use it:
Fun quote just for <lj user="raspberrysalmon">
Use a spell checker? Why? I can typo quite well.
Heyho, heyho, it's off to work we go…
Good way to start a morning. Chatted a bit with raspberrysalmon before leaving for the office. The more I talk with that girl, the more I like her. Always good. As per our usual weirdness, we talked about S&M and the muppets in the same sentences, and the intricacies of shipping personal items across international borders. She was grumpy because it's apparently a grey day in Austria, so I started up my webcam and lent her some of the sunlight in my room while I went to take a shower.
Now I'm at the office, clean-shaven, smelling good and in a good mood. Bring on the work!
Oh, found this comic this morning. S'cute:
Happiness is a big crowbar
Today was a semi-productive day. I say semi because I only did half of what I wanted to do. The day started on a very high note, with an empty bladder, a mug of fresh coffee and a slice of mom's apple pie, and a 2h conversation with raspberrysalmon and eniran. Much insanity ensued, some of which will find its way on here in a little bit. When we finally parted ways, eniran came over for chocolate chip pancakes and a trip to ikea. I remembered that I had to get rid of some translation crap for work, but once that was done, we headed off to rona for some tools required to rip chunks out of my kitchen.
Ikea was a bust, as they'd run out of the kitchen island I wanted to get (they'll have it in stock for next weekend). We got back to my place and tried to find the best way to rip out the ugly cramped benches in the breakfast nook. It's a good thing the people who built this apartment were idiots, because otherwise I'd have been in trouble. Their philosophy: why use only one nail when 17 will do? There were nails everywhere, hence the fact that happiness is a strong crowbar. Nothing makes you feel more manly than a hunk of cold-forged steel in your hands!
We got both benches out with a minimum of fuss. Dear lord, could there be more paint?!?! Now I know that it's a tradition in Montreal to just slap a fresh coat of pain on top of the old one every few years, but geez, there was a good 3-4 mm of paint holding those things to the walls. That might not sound much, but that's close to half a centimeter, and yes, that's a lot of paint. I'm going to have to do some post-op work though. Ripping out all of those nails left holes in the walls, and I'm going to have to fill that with some plaster. I'm also going to have to sand down the edges where the old paint met the benches because there's a significant height difference because of all that paint. All in all though, it won't be that bad, and now we don't have the ugly benches :D
yoinked from <lj user="ruthebee">
Feel free to skip some questions, but I'm curious about most of 'em :D
1. Who are you?
2. Are we friends?
2a. What kind of friends are we? Acquaintance, good, best?
3. When and how did we meet?
4. How have I affected you?
5. What do you think of me?
6. What's the fondest memory you have of me?
6a. What's the worst memory you have of me?
7. How long do you think we will be friends?
8. Do you love me?
9. Do you have a crush on me?
10. Would you kiss me?
11. Would you hug me?
12. Physically, what stands out, good and bad?
13. Emotionally, what stands out, good and bad?
14. What do you wish was different about me?
15. On a scale of 1-10, how hot am I?
16. Give me a nickname and explain why you picked it.
17. Am I loveable?
18. Do you admire me, and if so, what for?
19. Describe me in one word.
20. What was your first impression?
21. Do you still think that way about me now?
22. What do you think my weakness are?
22a. What do you think my strengths are?
23. Do you think I'll get married one day?
24. What makes me happy?
25. What makes me sad?
26. What reminds you of me?
27. If you could give me anything what would it be?
29. How well do you know me?
29. When's the last time you saw me?
30. Ever wanted to tell me something but couldn't, and if so, what?
31. Do you think I could kill someone?
32. Do you think our friendship is getting stronger/weaker/or staying the same?
33. Do you feel that you could talk to me about anything and I would listen?
Apparently, I'm an idiot.
I took a quiz online. It was called the good taste test. Here's the result:
You are an idiot. It doesn't necessarily mean you have extremely bad taste, it might just mean you are extremely ignorant.
Now I'm sorry, but that pisses me off. Yes, I know it's just a silly internet quiz, but it's the logic behind it. The you-don't-have-the-same-taste-as-me-so-you're-wrong attitude.
Well screw you too!