Wait, the phone said what?!

[active_apathy]

Hello, one and all, and welcome to a New Entry.

We'll start, I think, with the moment yesterday where I managed to spray air freshener directly at my face. And that's really the whole story for that one¹.

So, let's move right along.

This morning, before I left to go to class, I decided to check the weather forecast on my phone². After checking the forecast temperature - a maximum of 20°C - I had a little bit of a look at the supplied weather map. In the top right corner, there was a little logo. The little logo properly looks something like:

weatherzone

...which I somehow misread as:

weatherporn

I'm not quite sure how, though. I shall blame residual tiredness, for it was morning.⁴

And then, there came an exciting trip to class. Except that it wasn't particularly exciting. Still, in what I'm sure was a sequel to the tale of the Lego thief⁶, there was a parent with a smallish child. I was thinking about... something. Possibly EllJaying the bit about weatherporn. Anyway, clearly¹⁰ audible, the child's mother says, and I quote:

"Get off, unless you want to stay with the bus man all day."

I was amused.

Lastly, the writing project previously called the Unnamed Project has a name now, which will be unveiled when I post the next piece of writing for it. Or, for that matter, unveiled if you go and sneakily look at my tags list, but that's a strategy for impatient surprise-destroying meanies.

And that's about it for the moment, mostly owing to an epic crisis in need of immediate resolution - namely, a desperate shortage of tea in the Desk Prefecture. *scampers off to make tea*

1. Unless, of course, you want to know all about how it's a wonderfully effective strategy for making the whole world smell like the flowering plant of your choice for, quite literally, hours afterward.
2. For those who haven't had to live through it, it's been Unseasonally Warm³ for the last week or so. This morning it wasn't terribly warm. Hence, the Checking of the Forecast.
   
3. Unseasonally Warm, so nearly as I can tell, is a nice way of saying "We completely know it's going to be much hotter later, but we still reserve the right to be unhappy and complain about how hot it is now. So there."
4. There's a chance I might henceforth describe all weather maps as being weatherporn.⁵
5. Also, 'weather' is one of those words that looks more odd the more you write it. Weather. Weatherweatherweather. Weatherporn. Weather. NO WONDER THEY INVENTED WORDS LIKE METEOROLOGY AND CLIMATE.
6. The Tale of the Lego Thief⁷ is the source of the incomparable phrase "If you take that out of the shop, ... the police will [come and take] you away. And I'll let them." Which, honestly, so. Much. Win.
   
7. That post, I think, highlights a number of advances in Footnote Technology.^{8, 9}
   
8. Footnote Technology? Footnote Technology?! WTF? Why do I let myself continue to write my entries?
9. There was going to be something to go in an additional footnote here, but I forgot and I really don't want to change all the references in footnote ¹¹.
10. I somehow just typoed that as "cellarly". And then the closing superscript tag for the ¹⁰¹¹ as </sip>. Is my keyboard perhaps trying to tell me something?
11. the ¹⁰¹¹ in footnotes ¹⁰ and ¹¹ doesn't actually reference footnote ¹⁰, and is instead meant to just be the ¹⁰¹¹ all by itself. The ¹¹ in the ¹⁰¹¹ bit does, however, reference footnote ¹¹, and indeed, references footnote ¹¹ every time it appears, except when it appears as ¹¹¹¹, in which case the upper ¹¹¹¹ references footnote ¹¹ whereas the lower ¹¹¹¹ doesn't. This, of course, is because footnote ¹¹ explains just what's going on with all the ¹¹¹¹s (with the ¹¹¹¹ in '¹¹¹¹s' not actually referencing footnote ¹¹).¹²
12. Is there some sort of prize for entangled and confusing recursive self-referential footnotes?
    

Comments

[active-apathy.livejournal.com]

Well, good. I'd hate to have those days of not taking you seriously have to come to a middle.

But seriously, I didn't mean to break the psychiatric type person. I - and probably he - expected that he was able to be helpful, and that he probably could be for many - probably most - other people. Unfortunately for him, I'm really not other people. Arguably, though, it all turned out well: it's something that I like about me now.

[palmer-kun.livejournal.com]

Of course, I'm now all curious as to exactly what the issue was that you broke the shrink over.

[active-apathy.livejournal.com]

So am I, sometimes. I remember scattered little bits and pieces of it, but I haven't a clue now what the actual issues were. Or which one it was that broke him.

[palmer-kun.livejournal.com]

Yet you say it's something that you like about you now. *confused*

[active-apathy.livejournal.com]

I meant that the being rather different to most other folk is something that I like now.

[palmer-kun.livejournal.com]

As well you should!

[active-apathy.livejournal.com]

Quite. :)

[palmer-kun.livejournal.com]

Rather :D

[active-apathy.livejournal.com]

Verily. :p

[palmer-kun.livejournal.com]

(: Indeed!

[active-apathy.livejournal.com]

*gasp* Left-handed smileys and exclamation marks?

[palmer-kun.livejournal.com]

Truly!

[active-apathy.livejournal.com]

And that, just as the Dread Pirate Roberts said "Truly, you have a dizzying intellect." Yay TPB.

[palmer-kun.livejournal.com]

Exactly!

[active-apathy.livejournal.com]

Indeed. TPB is to blave true love.

[palmer-kun.livejournal.com]

Certainly XD