I am your badger, your fluffy little badger
rob, toby, jimmy, alex, leinir, diodesign, hunter, mossy, kitty, pawsie, lidna, ficlogic, mark, triplet, airwired
Saturday, February 28

jimmy:
what a stupidly good idea (R*)


#87:
the letter s has no future.


Friday, February 27

cheesey:
Hi Lidna *hugs*


jimmy:
It's sorted now - I've removed the link. The server doesn't seem to be responding at all, here.


Lidna:
has anyone visited that penguin hitting game recently? It's changed. eww

Toby Hunt Fri Jan 30, 04:40:43 PM incase anyone wants to find the link


Lidna:
This book is so me! :P (R**)


Lidna:
Ello Rob :) *hugs*


Lidna:
Ah, that's better, i like this computer - i would hug my work computer, but they'd probly section me :P


cheesey:
The black background is in memory of a good friend. Be at peace now. No more to say here.


jimmy:
It's going to eat you all up.


cheesey:
That's the slackware machine, right? Is it just bombing, or what?


Toby:
Snow... What about S'past and S'future? What is the future of "S"?

Besides, Dave's car has a miniature snowman, or "snowlet" as I dubbed it, sitting on its roof. There seems to be something about swimming pool water, or possibly just the showers at swimming pools that makes Harry go a bit loopy - last time she bounced around the room, this time she built a snowlet. Ah well, at least it provides amusement.

Oh, and Linda, I shouldn't worry about having a minor love-loss with your computer - I'm rapidly losing patience with the freebie ThinkPad. The latest Linux Kernel has had at least three recompiles on at damn machine, yet still refuses to behave. Methinks it's probably more due to my incompetence at kernel building than anything to do with the machine, but it's still very irritating nonetheless.


Thursday, February 26

Lidna:
Oh, incase anyone hasn't noticed - SNOW! :D hehehe :D happy lindy


Lidna:
Wow, I haven't used my computer for so long. It seems so small to me now compared to the computer screen at work.

I think i have issues - I need to learn to love my computer again :P :P


Wednesday, February 25

#87:


GOD: heh. you have issues.
JESUS: ...


Lidna:
One of the people sam works with at the cinema is a student at the institute. She's a lesbian, and apparently thinks i'm good looking. So i'm attracting asians, lesbians and people called neil, should i be worried? :P


Tuesday, February 24

Lidna:
and here i was thinking it was baby oil ;)


Toby:
That diagram's all backwards, that is. The peanut should be closest to the celestial melon.

As for the brass fittings, methinks you'll need some knob polish ;)


Monday, February 23

jimmy:
maths lessons are bad for you


jimmy:
Flashers with body image problems. They wander around car parks in big long coats, and don't do anything, because they're too ashamed.


cheesey:
"it's more than you can hide, more than you can manage."


jimmy:
heh-heh... knobs...

My room's not quite that bad that I can grow mushrooms on things. The internal organ one's are very cool though.


Lidna:
and yes, i am bored! :P


Lidna:
did somebody say mushroom? :P (R*) Although this was meant mainly for jimbly, i think i'm slightly turned on by it!! :P


Lidna:
*huge grin* (R*)


Lidna:
I think jimbly should grow mushrooms on top of his computer


Lidna:
I really didn't need images in my head of jimbly sitting on a computer. Hmm... optional brass attachments... *hides*


Sunday, February 22

jimmy:
Don't use words that imply a judgement. Don't say "you look pretty today". "You look different today" is better. You musn't let other people know what you're thinking.


Saturday, February 21

Toby:
Mushrooms? Phallic ones? Tenticular ones? Internal organ ones? Or merely a Nautillus?


Friday, February 20

jimmy:
It's just occurred to me that I use the phrase "I'm just off to go sit on a computer" too much. People may be assuming I'm trying to incubate a Viglen.

Oh well.


Thursday, February 19

jimmy:
more from the original source


Lidna:
hehe :) (R*)


Lidna:
bored now (R*)


Lidna:
lol, yes, that crossed my mind as well :P


Toby:
Hmm... rather ironic that the background colour of the Fareham page is the same as its fictional carpark.


cheesey:
Not nid.


Wednesday, February 18

Lidna:
I didn't realise Terry Pratchett was such a good writer, i've just started reading "The Truth," it's brilliant :)


Lidna:
Not Fareham.


Toby:
Not Wales.


Tuesday, February 17

jimmy:
Where has everyone gone?


Monday, February 16

jimmy:


mmm.... resonance(R*).


cheesey:
Mmmmm, resonance.


Lidna:
This weekend was fun :D Apart from the taxi! I am very very tempted to send an e-mail to one of the managers and complain


Lidna:
mmm... lucozade energy tablets :) I am likely to be very high by the end of the day! At least i'll be awake :P


Lidna:
"vibrators. It's like having sex, but it vibrates. that's just not right"


Saturday, February 14

jimmy:
"Giving up, I'm blown away
He said all I had to say
The final days have come and gone
Safe inside; there's nothing wrong
Nothing in these words
Sorry force of habit
Could it be way over my head?
Helpless to describe it..."


Friday, February 13

Keith:
Here's something that would've been more relevant last Tuesday, when it actually happened.

It's DougSoc. Don't ask. :)

Ooh, hang on a mo, I just posted. Oops :)


jimmy:
That's just not right.

Actually, your task for the week, is to use the phrase "that's just not right" about something completely normal. Like, for example:

"Cable TV. It's TV, but they put it through a CABLE. That's just not right."

Bonus points if you use a regional accent.

"The channel tunnel (or chunnel). It's a train, but they put it in a tunnel under the sea. That's just not right."

Actually, I may well give awards for good use of the word "chunnel" to describe non-sexual things, but in a way that could be mistaken for something. Like, "i was just passing her, and accidentally brushed against her chunnel". Where chunnel means "arm", obviously.


Lidna:
hehe :)

Jimbly: 4:30 main west quay entrance, sat, bring vicky :P we're gonna share a taxi to rachel's, at least that's the theory :P


Toby:
Pie? You want pie? Octo-pie?


Thursday, February 12

Lidna:
no, make kraken pie! mmm... pie! :)


Lidna:
*puppy-dog eyes* fine, well, if you don't love me, i'll just go crawl back under my table :P:P:P:P


cheesey:
*Cries of horror as whole archipelagos are deleted, erased, mayonnaised by Toby's tide of taste... it emerges from holes in the ground, it does, red-hot and glowing...*


Wednesday, February 11

Toby:
* Fries #87's kraken with a knob of butter and serves with a thousand island dressing *

'Tiz difficult to fry 1000 islands, so I thought it best to be traditional and flavour mayonnaise with them. Besides, it's pinker that way.

BTW, yes, I am still alive... just. Need... sleep. Don't... need... SEG... project... work :P


jimmy:
I'm still here. Toby may have run away with me, but if he has, he's done so very quietly.

We've got to see you all of Saturday, anyway. Is that not enough for you?


Lidna:
Have Jimmy and Toby run away together or something? :P I haven't heard anything from them for the last 3 days :P


Lidna:
ok then...


#87:
#1

the eyes looked at rob blankly.
the kraken was dead.
long live the kraken.


Tuesday, February 10

cheesey:
sometimes people look at me with your eyes out of the shadows...


Lidna:
why did i give up caffeine? i feel like i need a shot of pro plus :P It wasn't my fault i felt hyperactive last night :P bl**dy hormones :P


Monday, February 9

Lidna:
*goes back to sleep* too much techiness - at least i think that's what it was before it went over my head :P


cheesey:
The tertiary operator rocks so much that it flips out and kills s-expressions. When we did the loops chapter in the BlueJ book, on a subject about which it is difficult to produce interesting examples, I found it briefly amusing to make extensive use of the tertiary operator and the '=' to do all the excercises in one-line for loops with no body...

Shame on me for bad style, but it suitably irritated everyone else.


Sunday, February 8

Toby:
#87 - Remember, nobody expects the Spanish Inquisition, but still fewer expect the Tertiary Operator. Many would argue "a>0?1:-1" to be cryptic, bordering on the self-important. Who in their right mind would stoop to such levels of punctuation for one measly conditional - are three punctuation symbols and a single word not terse enough for those who would call themselves coders?

Don't get me wrong, I am myself an advocate of the question mark and colon in unnerving proximity, but I draw the line at bright red robes, an incense burner and flying goggles.

(Oh, and Jimmy - don't even consider drawing a question mark on your colon. That kind of proximity is not so much unnerving as unhealthy)


Friday, February 6

#87:
oh yeah?! I'll give you an Expected Numerical Operand!

bastards.


Lidna:
I seem to have found a sheep equivalent of frogger :P


cheesey:
Aaaaaaargh impossible algorithm timing doobries.


Thursday, February 5

jimmy:
Linda: can you txt me to tell me when when/where you'd like to meet in Soton tomorrow? I finish Uni about one o'clock, so I'm just hanging around with nothing to do. (Well, there is this thing about finding a house, but I'm sure that will sort itself out. And certainly won't take all afternoon.)


Lidna:
I love this game :)


Lidna:
ooo... pretty :)

ello jimbly! :)


Lidna:
oki :) that makes life easier i guess :)


jimmy:
Buddabrot is interesting. (Yes, I know, I am a mathematician.)


jimmy:
I love the disabled loo... I can pace up and down singing "Paintbox" (that's "Cauliflowers Fluffy" to most people) and no-one knows...

Linda: Don't book. It was released two weeks ago, so it's not exactly going to be sold out.


Wednesday, February 4

Hunter:
Your bored? I'm at home with nothing to do than design another site design for my site. Now thats bordem


Tuesday, February 3

Lidna:
I'm bored :P


Lidna:
Right, executive decision, we are going to see the 6:15 showing of 'Big Fish' at leisure world this friday. If you don't like it, you can either suggest a better alternative or don't come! :P I intend to have alcohol and food during the evening, but whether you lot do is up to you. Please let me know by text if you can make it (don't worry rob, i know you can't *hugs*) and at what time you can get into southampton by so i can arrange a meeting time [rant over]

Jimbly: may be able to give you a lift back - will check tonight


Toby:
Jimbly, that is truly an oar-inspiring piece. Remind me to batter you quietly with a rubber one next time our paths meander into ill-concieved proximity ;)

Much silliness. And yoj.


Monday, February 2

jimmy:
KLOTILDA: Yes, yes, I know it! I am nothing but a burden to you! If you were a real man you would brick me up alive with a rhinoceros! That is all I want from a man - the strength of character to immure me in the walls with a dangerous beast - but I shall never find a man like that, never! [Weeps.] How I despise you, Arnulf...the walls in this apartment are too thin to contain a rhino, anyway... (from the still-amazingly-cool Michael Kelly's Page of Misery, both R**)


jimmy:

Lucy the Lollipop Lady says: "I feel so alone"


jimmy:
Rach has just phoned me, so looks like I'm definitely coming now. (Or getting beat up by Rach). Am bringing Vicky with me.


jimmy:
So, Friday 6th, and Saturday 14th (rachel)? They're both fine for me, I think.


Lidna:
That game is far too addictive! :P

I'm gonna attempt to organise a gathering for this friday (evening). i'll work out what's happening later :P if you are happy with that day please post accordingly


Sunday, February 1

jimmy:
Peter: Well, what do you think?
John: It really is nice of you to invite me over here, Pete. It's been a long time.
Peter: Yeah, we really need to catch up.
John: This really is lovely! Did you make it yourself?
Peter: (laughs) It's a little skill I picked up.
John: Oh?
(awkward pause)
John: Do you still talk to Suzie? She used to make these... they were amazing.
Peter: Gosh... no. Haven't seen her for a good four years now.
John: Yeah...


cheesey:
Random Poll: How many people have random things they don't want to be asked about in random polls? </in-joke>



(angus descends)




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