A Thursday Miscellany
Feb. 28th, 2002 08:28 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
quislibetBah. They didn't put any sugar in my coffee. Curse them and crush them.
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So last night I had a "NOT naked in public" dream -- I was in a coed naked bathhouse (a respectable one, I guess vaguely modeled on one I went to in Germany a few years ago), and I kept discovering that I was wearing oversized dorky white briefs, despite numerous attempts to fit in with the "dress" code.
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Anyway.
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My work computer has fixed itself, somehow, in the past couple of days. It has been plagued with numerous quirky problems for a few weeks, which restarting did not solve. Tuesday it crashed hard, and I just left it off. Now it seems fine. It's even playing a CD after weeks of pretending it didn't even have a drive.
Huh.
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When I go to France next month I'm going to be an art supply smuggler. If you can smuggle legal things.
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I'm pleased to see that popular music lyrics were consistently incomprehensible throughout the 20th century. "I'm so very Diga Diga Do by nature" in the 1920s and "I'll give you television / I'll give you eyes of blue / I'll give you a man who wants to rule the world" in the 1980s, just to give two examples from CDs I've listened to in the last 24 hours, are equally impenetrable, even though one uses all real words.
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So last night I had a "NOT naked in public" dream -- I was in a coed naked bathhouse (a respectable one, I guess vaguely modeled on one I went to in Germany a few years ago), and I kept discovering that I was wearing oversized dorky white briefs, despite numerous attempts to fit in with the "dress" code.
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Anyway.
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My work computer has fixed itself, somehow, in the past couple of days. It has been plagued with numerous quirky problems for a few weeks, which restarting did not solve. Tuesday it crashed hard, and I just left it off. Now it seems fine. It's even playing a CD after weeks of pretending it didn't even have a drive.
Huh.
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When I go to France next month I'm going to be an art supply smuggler. If you can smuggle legal things.
---
I'm pleased to see that popular music lyrics were consistently incomprehensible throughout the 20th century. "I'm so very Diga Diga Do by nature" in the 1920s and "I'll give you television / I'll give you eyes of blue / I'll give you a man who wants to rule the world" in the 1980s, just to give two examples from CDs I've listened to in the last 24 hours, are equally impenetrable, even though one uses all real words.
