Monthly Archives: September 2004

Xbox Live gamertag change.

Since I allowed my XBL subscription to lapse last year (I didn’t have broadband for more than half my vicarage year), I have had to change my Gamertag, which makes me only slightly upset.
I have lost my normal online nick, whether it has been taken by someone else, or locked because I failed to pay [...]

Burnout 3 and other video-game-like speak.

I have played what is perhaps the most purely joyful video game ever created, and I must continue to play this game, or my life will become much more sad and lonely, and I will not feel like quite the same person. It’s almost like I would feel like less of a man if [...]

I have a new toy. It is very nice and very Apple.

Sitting in my pocket right this very moment is a little tiny box of joy that has made me very happy and brings delight and glee to my world every time I think of its existence.
If that makes me a sad man, then so be it. I am pathetic.
It is the size of my [...]

I have to tighten my spam filter.

I’ve been getting slammed with blogspam comments the last few days, which is something I don’t appreciate.
I mean, it would help if I wrote anything here from time to time, but life keeps me really busy, and not having an always-on internet connection with me at home keeps that down a little bit, to boot.
So [...]

Problem with information flow.

Logistics are a bit of a challenge for us here at CSL.
There’s a registration flow going on here - there’s a desk at the door where you turn in your verification form, and then you register for your classes. Then, you are led around the room, from table to table, signing up for extracurricular [...]

At registration.

I’m working a registration table today for IS here on campus.
The homeschoolers have just moved into the slot next to me, and they keep asking me to move my things. They brought more materials than any other group here, except maybe the Historical Institute.
I hate homeschoolers. They’re irritating.

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Reminder to geographically close readers.

We’re getting together again this Sunday for barbecue and the like. (Just like every Sunday while I’m in town.)
Bring your own food and stuff - we have the grill and we have the place to gather.