As recalled by the anarchist almanac
The Daily Bleed:

I would rather be ashes than dust!
I would rather that my spark should burn out in a brilliant blaze
than it should be stifled by dryrot.
I would rather be a superb meteor,
every atom of me in magnificent glow,
than a sleepy and permanent planet.
The proper function of man is to live, not to exist.
I shall not waste my days in trying to prolong them.
I shall use my time

[On the other hand, London committed suicide at age 40 leading Ford
Maddox Ford to say, "Like Peter Pan, he never grew up, and he lived his
own stories with such intensity that he ended by believing them
himself."]

–As for myself, judging by my appartment, I am fated to dust. Too busy sitting on me ass making cartoons.

Yee Gads, what an ordeal.

Finally got the E-Card Short of in style launched, but it took hours to figure out why one of the php scripts wasn’t working properly. I double checked permissions, reloaded everything to make sure it was in ASCII formatting, diddled around changing pathnames, capitalization…

It came down to a missing brace — } — without which, the server couldn’t tell that a certain function was supposed to be over.

Oh well, at least it wasn’t a metric conversion error.

Oh, not again. Someone got a camera for Xmas. Thanx, rents!
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We’re gonna do it In Style.

Oh boy. Robot blog. Jump, robot, jump!

Robot Zombies!

Mi. 6. DS will meet in GRU 150 this week, the lecture hall on the ground floor. I have to get a key for it from the Guy behind the Glass to get in, so don’t despair if the door is locked if you get there early.

Yay. The Doctor hath returned to BBC.co.uk. And this time he’s Flashified. A real treat for both Dr. Who fans and Flash freaks alike.

Hello ev’ry body! It’s the New Year `O4?!
and I weigh 200 pounds!

Lil Wee Diary — Final entree (sic)

If you need somebody, call my name
If you want someone, you can do the same
If you want to keep something precious
You got to lock it up and throw away the key
You want to hold onto your possession
Don’t even think about me

If you love somebody
If you love someone
Set them free.

It’s Lil Wee’s last night at Hotel Rudi-Lenni. So we’re gonna go out to a rabbit bar and get hammered.
No, No…
It wouldn’t hurt to get a bit more of preparation done fore the morning and my first classes of the year. So we’ll spend the evening reading through textbooks and dictionaries and grammars and chewing on carrots and lettuce and newspaper.

My buddy Sarah should be back tomorrah and then I must surrender Wee. People ask me how I feel about that and I tell them to check back tomorrow. To wax rhetorical, though I must say it’s not so much that I’m losing a rabbit, but rather I’m regaining a friend.

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Little Wee Diary
That is just adorable. Wee is all stretched out on her side on the carpet like a cat. She’s dozing off… awakens with a start! Doooozing… awakens with a start! Watching her fall asleep makes me sleepy.

77777777777777777777777777777777777777777777777 oops just nodded off with my finger on the seven.

Now she’s cleaning out her left ear with her back foot. Now she’s licking her foot. That’s kind of gross.

But what really gross is
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