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vvvexationSome of the more amusing results, or snippets thereof, from running my journal through the LJ Markov chain:
8. Recited "Jabberwocky" in full while simultaneously writing out something completely unrelated using a friend's back for a few journals from my friends list-- and then I decided to become a lap cat. I'd consider this a thoroughly positive development were it not for the rest of her life,
Sometimes I amuse myself in unexpected ways. Today I saw a magazine cover that said "DAMS: Who needs them?" and until I noticed it had an insanely long filename, or at least insanely long for a few journals from my friends list to make it a bit of a big wall of concrete and lots of water, my immediate reaction was "well, people who have oral sex with a folder full of papers.
I'm doing this for the IRS to care about. 7. Eaten a peanut butter and jelly sandwich [edit: or a plain peanut butter and jelly sandwich [edit: or a plain peanut butter sandwich, either] (at least not that I now have available a much more efficient way of gathering opinions. Not that I'll ever be able to wave this in my life,
"Infinite monkeys typing on infinite typewriters might be able to vent all my frustrations here, but the mother's: "It'll be CPS's business if you want me to re-post a cleaner version.
By the way, I received a phone call from the keyboard tray before he settled down.
And a couple that might have some deeper meaning if you squint:
I dropped eye contact and seethed for a few moments, but her next words, an assertion that she'd treat her child how she wanted and I'd better not look at her like that, sounded to me like a treadmill of futility.
where the universe is whapping me over the last time I learned so much and felt like it was benefiting me so little. Incidentally, this is related to the reasons I take such a dim view of most of humanity.
8. Recited "Jabberwocky" in full while simultaneously writing out something completely unrelated using a friend's back for a few journals from my friends list-- and then I decided to become a lap cat. I'd consider this a thoroughly positive development were it not for the rest of her life,
Sometimes I amuse myself in unexpected ways. Today I saw a magazine cover that said "DAMS: Who needs them?" and until I noticed it had an insanely long filename, or at least insanely long for a few journals from my friends list to make it a bit of a big wall of concrete and lots of water, my immediate reaction was "well, people who have oral sex with a folder full of papers.
I'm doing this for the IRS to care about. 7. Eaten a peanut butter and jelly sandwich [edit: or a plain peanut butter and jelly sandwich [edit: or a plain peanut butter sandwich, either] (at least not that I now have available a much more efficient way of gathering opinions. Not that I'll ever be able to wave this in my life,
"Infinite monkeys typing on infinite typewriters might be able to vent all my frustrations here, but the mother's: "It'll be CPS's business if you want me to re-post a cleaner version.
By the way, I received a phone call from the keyboard tray before he settled down.
And a couple that might have some deeper meaning if you squint:
I dropped eye contact and seethed for a few moments, but her next words, an assertion that she'd treat her child how she wanted and I'd better not look at her like that, sounded to me like a treadmill of futility.
where the universe is whapping me over the last time I learned so much and felt like it was benefiting me so little. Incidentally, this is related to the reasons I take such a dim view of most of humanity.
