tuesday one-liners (mostly)

Slept through class accidentally. Or, well, woke up when I would have actually needed to already be there. Whoops. (But I feel human again! There are benefits.)

Things I love about our local food co-op: they do bike deliveries.

The "stagnant air warning" has finally passed. (lauramcewan will be happy about that, I'm sure.)

It feels surreally sunny for late November. I don't know if I'll ever get used to this climate. I'm not COMPLAINING...

LJ is eating comment emails again. LJ is hundry.

Five more classes until the end of the quarter. My schedule this quarter sucked, and I'm hoping a little better planning will make next quarter easier to deal with. I wanted to go to the gym more, but there was no real convenient time (because there's no way in hell I'm putting my laptop in a gym locker, and evenings are kind of bad, and weekends don't really work, and that's about it for time, innit?)

argh.

Seaners spilled coffee in my computer keyboard. Damnit.

$DEITY bless AppleCare warranties, for they will replace the keyboard. And anyone who says we have too many computers is hereby full of it: I'm using Chris's iBook for the time being. All hail geeks with many toys. (Although it does put a slight cramp in my WoW for the next little while, mostly because I don't feel like installing it and taking thirty billion years to put every patch ever released on, but I'll live.)

We had the artist-formerly-known-as peaceflower over for coffee and scones today. It was fun.

how you know you live with an old-school programming geek (one in a series)

When all scales are measured from zero to 65, 535. (Because s/he can't be bothered to remember the maximum value for a 32-bit value.)

Bonus points: if s/he can speak raw POP3 to a given mail server.