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Monday, September 29, 2008

a. Cry. (coin toss tie-breaker)

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“There, there,” the ButlerBot says, without making even the slightest effort to sound comforting. “There’s a time and a place for that, and...
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Sunday, September 28, 2008

a. Throw the damn parsley porridge at the ButlerBot, throw the pillow at the ButlerBot, throw yourself at the ButlerBot, etc.

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The bowl of fine bone china made from real Chinese bones smashes on the ButlerBot’s monoform head, and fails to even scratch the polished fi...
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Saturday, September 27, 2008

a. Swim to the edge of the bed, find your clothes and GTFO!

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The ButlerBot sighs as you surge into action. The pillow, holy smokes, the pillow! It’s a trap! You flail about like an epileptic fish, t...
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Friday, September 26, 2008

a. Do I look like I eat peasant food, you obsolete calculator?

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“I’m afraid that is the extent of the morning menu. Miss Henry has very stringent ideas concerning early morning digestion. As is oft quot...
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Thursday, September 25, 2008

c. Wait…er, where am I?

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“You are in bed,” the ButlerBot says, with a faint tone of long-suffering and entirely non-judgemental patience that is nevertheless pure sc...
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Wednesday, September 24, 2008

Predestined (to a point): MAJORITY RULE

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These sheets have a 10,000 thread count. It could be higher, but there comes a point where quality can no longer be measured, and merely fal...
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Tuesday, September 16, 2008

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It was a random encounter at the station, and I ran. I didn't know I was fleeing till I'd fled, and by then it was too late. Just ...
Monday, September 15, 2008

for archiving and propaganda purposes

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08:56 Hello again, 4am. Oh, you brought a friend? Nice to meet you, 5am. And 6am? Gosh. Gee. Whizz. # 11:32 Finally twitter has been bl...
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Sunday, September 14, 2008

oh, she found a hangover to hide under

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Letters from India: Serving the Goddess looks at the lives of current day devadasi, a class of sacred sex workers who ply their trade in th...
Wednesday, September 10, 2008

Quote Captain Badass

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On the few shifts I have that fall in the realm of normal, sane, everyday business hours, I tend to make an effort when dressing. It's ...
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Monday, September 08, 2008

"The name's Crocker."

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"Betty Crocker." Yeah, I made Dad triceratops biscuits for Father's Day. I don't know if he liked them or not. I liked t...
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Saturday, September 06, 2008

Presents!Dénouement

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Selena - because she's gone and moved herself to some sort of horrible alternate dimension where there are no books. What's up wit...
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Friday, September 05, 2008

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An Exercise In Logic Time is a guy. I rather like Time, you know, in that way. Due to the current narrative laws of my life, this means th...
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Thursday, September 04, 2008

for archiving and propaganda purposes

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12:39 Printing 100 double-sided pages without page numbers is not the most intelligent thing I've ever done. # Automatically shipped ...
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Wednesday, September 03, 2008

for archiving and propaganda purposes

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19:36 Athena has vacated my cranium. She said it was too cramped and smelt like mildew. # 20:01 There is no icecream in the freezer. O...

Presents!

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DO YOU KNOW WHAT THIS IS? Aside from a really bad photo, that's the current issue of Weird Tales . I just finished eating it, partial t...
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and now we're falling off the launch pad

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When I woke the migraine had downgraded itself to merely being a razor-edged headache, and that's, pfft, easy peasy, so I went to work. ...
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Friday, August 29, 2008

for archiving and propaganda purposes

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07:30 MonsterLasagneOverlord demands to invade and infiltrate parent's fridge. I must obey. # 07:43 Holy fudgcicles, Batman, Moster...
Wednesday, August 27, 2008

for archiving and propaganda purposes

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08:40 Oh, my furry overlords! Your slobbery kisses wash the worst of nightshift away. # 11:05 I'm being "AHSTOPTHAT" eve...

It was good enough for Tintin.

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The idea settled a month or so ago, and grew over the course of the Olympic Games, and in the middle of nightshift as I sat watching the clo...
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