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It seems I'm fairly bright tonight. A certified, bona fide and qualified rocket scientist on all available scales, except the ones that exist in the real world.
First I start reading my friends page while Gmail loads. Then I check my email. That prompts an entry and a meme. Then, I continue through my friends page, hither and thither delivering pearls of commenty wisdom. And then, then, I go on to read through the next page of flist.
(un)Surprisingly, all the entries have moved down a spot. Interesting, I think; I wonder who would've just posted. I'll go back and read that in a m-
[beat]
Oh, right, says Sense, suddenly weighing in. That'd be me.
Desk, head, I believe you've met before.
First I start reading my friends page while Gmail loads. Then I check my email. That prompts an entry and a meme. Then, I continue through my friends page, hither and thither delivering pearls of commenty wisdom. And then, then, I go on to read through the next page of flist.
(un)Surprisingly, all the entries have moved down a spot. Interesting, I think; I wonder who would've just posted. I'll go back and read that in a m-
[beat]
Oh, right, says Sense, suddenly weighing in. That'd be me.
Desk, head, I believe you've met before.
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Date: 2006-11-28 01:02 pm (UTC)It hurt.