So today I was discussing OS’ with a friend and came to WindowsME. My take was as follows:

I had to support it. My mom ended up with WindowsME for a year or so. It was like… having sex, with a camel, while wearing a tutu that didn’t fit and then wrapping yourself in rubber until you couldn’t breathe. WHAT WAS THE POINT OF THE CAMEL? That’s what I wanna know.

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Still not writing. Wrist is too off its game to give in. Which sucks, because I am working on a novel so geektastic, so fantastic and so “other things that are -tastic” I can hardly stand to not share it with everyone I talk to.

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And finally, saw this s an icon, need to make note of it here.

Hitler knows a good groove when he hears one.