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robinbloke) wrote2001-09-27 01:04 am
robinbloke) wrote2001-09-27 01:04 am
Bleh
Duck and cover, it's another one of those semi-depressing rambling rants about life the universe and the price of tuna fish, well not really about tuna fish, but I just put it theere. because. Well, actually if I mention tuna fish enough it'll become all about them rather than life and the universe, as they shrink into meaningless obscurity in the context of this ramble.
So Tuna fish, do you really know the answer to life the universe and everything?
Silence
Hello?
Silence
Well, guess I have to give up on the tuna fish front and tackle the others... no dammit, I was going to write 12:58 and I'm rambling, but now it's 1:01 and I'm rambling, three minutes! Three minutes of my life have rolled past just while I've been randomly typing away here about bugger all, three minuts ticked past on the old cosmic clock of thingy as I sit here, 1:02 FOUR minutes, dammit, hmmm, maybe I could use this to calcuate my WPM, ok, I'll just keep typing randomly until the clock changes again and then count the words up to see my WPM, freaky and sort of pointless, well, not freaking but pointless I suppose, I've always wondered what my WPM was... well no I haven't... ha! stop the clock there... or stop there anyway... count up... 58, or 58 ish at least... and I have no idea how fast or slow that is comparitively, I mean I can can guess... compared to a dead llama, thats a lot, compared to an acme typing machine it's not much, so I lie in the middle. Well sit. I sit in the middle. Sit for the moment, and soon I'll be lying down, in bed. Although then I won't be typing. So I won't be in the middle any more, more off to the side somewhere and dozing as I listen to bladerunner to sleep to, great things CD burners mix a list of mellow tracks to fall asleep to... the three that I usually listen to being
Tears in rain
Bladerunner blues
Rachels song
after that I'm usually asleep so I don't remember them, ah well... you know there was a point at some point to this whole entry, but I seem to have diversified rather randomly 1:06 just for a change, ho hum... not sure, well I was going to rant on about how much work was annoying me and was just a general waste of my time and life and yadda yadda yadda, and that I don't feel I'm really doing anything - mainly because I'm not, but I like the workplace, the locale and the people, even my boss, but I'm just not doing anything, of course endless chatting on email and being utterly unmotivated doesn't help 1:08 and watching the old clock tick away, or flash really, it's digital... hey, did you know my clock can tell the temperature too? it's 78.3 F in my room, thats 26.2 C or thereabouts... apparently, that'll be the two computers on in the room I guess, well actually I don't guess, I know. I know its the reason. So why use 'I guess' language is wierd, it's such a terrible method of communciation at some times... not that anything else would really be appropriate. I mean we could probably try and communciate through pie-charts or flow diagrams or colours on our tongues, expressions, nasal flutes or something, but it'd probably all end in teas or some giant pro-nasal flute war over which nostrel we should use or something.
Hmmm, well thats got a load of rambling out of my system, why are you reading this anyhow? And I'm talking to myself here too, hmmm, worrying, ok, stop typing..... now, stop, stop I say! Argh! Help my fingers won't stop, help meeee, help, dial 999 or 911, dial something, phone a friend, ask for cash back, three for the price of two or your money back, yes kids this new bubble gum contains helium for that new floating experience when you blow your bubbles, surprise your friends, not available outside the EU, may cause drowsyness, do not use before operating heavy machinery, caution crosswinds, please wipe your feet, expiary date august 2001, not for resale in a single pack, caution this product may contain nuts, do not walk, mind the gap, 351 calories per square inch, 28 BHP, no deposit, sign on the dotted line, have a nice day.
So Tuna fish, do you really know the answer to life the universe and everything?
Silence
Hello?
Silence
Well, guess I have to give up on the tuna fish front and tackle the others... no dammit, I was going to write 12:58 and I'm rambling, but now it's 1:01 and I'm rambling, three minutes! Three minutes of my life have rolled past just while I've been randomly typing away here about bugger all, three minuts ticked past on the old cosmic clock of thingy as I sit here, 1:02 FOUR minutes, dammit, hmmm, maybe I could use this to calcuate my WPM, ok, I'll just keep typing randomly until the clock changes again and then count the words up to see my WPM, freaky and sort of pointless, well, not freaking but pointless I suppose, I've always wondered what my WPM was... well no I haven't... ha! stop the clock there... or stop there anyway... count up... 58, or 58 ish at least... and I have no idea how fast or slow that is comparitively, I mean I can can guess... compared to a dead llama, thats a lot, compared to an acme typing machine it's not much, so I lie in the middle. Well sit. I sit in the middle. Sit for the moment, and soon I'll be lying down, in bed. Although then I won't be typing. So I won't be in the middle any more, more off to the side somewhere and dozing as I listen to bladerunner to sleep to, great things CD burners mix a list of mellow tracks to fall asleep to... the three that I usually listen to being
Tears in rain
Bladerunner blues
Rachels song
after that I'm usually asleep so I don't remember them, ah well... you know there was a point at some point to this whole entry, but I seem to have diversified rather randomly 1:06 just for a change, ho hum... not sure, well I was going to rant on about how much work was annoying me and was just a general waste of my time and life and yadda yadda yadda, and that I don't feel I'm really doing anything - mainly because I'm not, but I like the workplace, the locale and the people, even my boss, but I'm just not doing anything, of course endless chatting on email and being utterly unmotivated doesn't help 1:08 and watching the old clock tick away, or flash really, it's digital... hey, did you know my clock can tell the temperature too? it's 78.3 F in my room, thats 26.2 C or thereabouts... apparently, that'll be the two computers on in the room I guess, well actually I don't guess, I know. I know its the reason. So why use 'I guess' language is wierd, it's such a terrible method of communciation at some times... not that anything else would really be appropriate. I mean we could probably try and communciate through pie-charts or flow diagrams or colours on our tongues, expressions, nasal flutes or something, but it'd probably all end in teas or some giant pro-nasal flute war over which nostrel we should use or something.
Hmmm, well thats got a load of rambling out of my system, why are you reading this anyhow? And I'm talking to myself here too, hmmm, worrying, ok, stop typing..... now, stop, stop I say! Argh! Help my fingers won't stop, help meeee, help, dial 999 or 911, dial something, phone a friend, ask for cash back, three for the price of two or your money back, yes kids this new bubble gum contains helium for that new floating experience when you blow your bubbles, surprise your friends, not available outside the EU, may cause drowsyness, do not use before operating heavy machinery, caution crosswinds, please wipe your feet, expiary date august 2001, not for resale in a single pack, caution this product may contain nuts, do not walk, mind the gap, 351 calories per square inch, 28 BHP, no deposit, sign on the dotted line, have a nice day.
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