rejectomorph (flying_blind) wrote,

Always Leaven Madness

Happy Birthday, LJ. (brad might prefer if we called it Saint Brad's Day.) I enjoyed seeing the animation of Frank on the login page. (I didn't notice it at first, because you have to hold your cursor over the icon for quite a while if you have a slow dial-up connection, as I do.) Also amusing, Brad's latest post in lj_maintenance (comments are disabled, so I can't put a direct link to the entry.) The subject is Gibberish, and the first line is The problems with gibberish showing up occasionally should be fixed now. My first thought on reading this was Oh, no! Brad has deleted my journal!

I didn't get around to reading comments on most of the posts on my friends page yesterday, because there were so many posts. I can only assume that Saint Patrick's Day blarney had something to do with it. Well, that, and the fact that Hell has announced its annexation of Earth! When I got my first Internet connection of the night, it was incredibly bad, taking forever to open each page. For a minute, I thought that the government had decided to mess with it, to eliminate the most important unofficial channel of communication. Once the war starts, it would be very smart of them if they did, and then blamed it on terrorists. I'm sure that the administration is aware that the large part of the American public displeased with its policies is a far greater threat than Iraq could ever be. It's high time they dealt harshly with us!

Ah, but the repression has not yet begun. Maybe next week. In the meantime, I've decided to lead a life of Epicurean indulgence. This may be the last time such a thing will be possible for those not in the ruling class. I'm going to eat melons out of season! Take that, John Ashcroft!

Oh, yeah. I'm also going to finish that long post! Little by little, it is growing. Sluggo willing, I'm sure I can get it done before Saddam finishes his nuke and blows me up.

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