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Greatest video ever:*

I’ve been playing a lot of turn-by-email Scrabble lately via Scrabulous, which also has a Facebook app so you can play through the Facebook interface if you prefer (which I do, mainly because I check Facebook a lot).

And if you really don’t feel like working, Name 50 states in 10 minutes. I missed four, but I’m not going to give you an edge by telling you what they were.

Not the best video in the world, certainly lacking the broad appeal of the first, but if you like a) Highlander (and/or, you know, bad TV/movies) and b) the post-apocalypse,** you cannot help but be intrigued by this totally unauthorized mystery trailer for Highlander: The Source:

The voice-over totally sounds like they slowed some tape in an attempt to mimic Ian McKellan, doesn’t it?

Thanks to Keely and j00j for the video links.

I’m going to see the Simpsons movie tonight on Travis’s recommendation. Spider-Pig better not be the funniest part.

Oh, and as I was alerted by another friend, e.l.f. (Eyes Lips Face), a make-up line, has been bought out by Nordstrom’s and is clearing out their inventory. Virtually everything is $1. The website is a little wonky, but if you get a weird message box just hit “cancel” and hit whatever link you wanted again. Let me know if you want an “All Over Color Stick” in Pink Lemonade, as I accidentally ordered two.

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*I know I say that a lot, but this time it’s REALLY TRUE, srsly. And it doesn’t even make crude insinuations about anyone from Harry Potter.

**This could be wishful thinking on my part, but it sure LOOKS kind of post-apocalyptic.

Interesting thing I just learned: there is a five-letter all-capital letter phrase (it has to do with FTP) that I cannot type in an entry, because it causes WordPress to give me a 403 error insisting that I do not have permission to post to my own blog. How bizarre is THAT?

Many thanks to Daniel for solving my redirect problem, anyway.

I just thought I’d note that I’ve been using FireFTP, a FireFox extension that allows you to FTP from within the FireFox browser, and I really like it. My FTP needs are fairly simple, but even just the way it allows you to set permissions on files either by checking boxes for read/write/execute OR putting in the manual number if you need/prefer to do it that way is nice, and you can also keep an eye on your progress in a tab if you’re uploading or downloading a bunch of stuff and want to know when it’s done.

All in all, a nice extension. Does anyone have any other FireFox extensions to recommend?

And can anyone tell that I really don’t want to write this paper? Um.

So there you are in your office, coding and happily bopping along to the current track on Fuck and Run Radio on Pandora,* thinking Wow, this is really good, so you flip back to the player page to give the track the thumbs up, and you discover that you are, in fact, bopping along to: Kelly Osbourne.

Of course, you also liked Avril Lavigne enough to buy one of her albums when BMG had a $5.99-no-shipping-and-handling sale, so it’s hard to say why you’re so surprised.

I might have kept this to myself, but I kind of feel like I have to post a lot now, if only to demonstrate that I am not dead.

Speaking of which, I called UHS and they told me that I’m still not allowed to walk long distances, which is annoying because I’d pretty much gotten used to not taking the bus and it’s always so CROWDED. Anyway, I need to at least walk down the hill later and pick up some Tylenol at Walgreen’s. It’s the only pain killer I’m allowed to have with warfarin, and my foot still hurts.

Have I mentioned how much I hate being unable to go to the gym? If anyone had ever suggested, in my junior high and high school days, that this would EVER happen–well, no one would ever have made such a suggestion. With good reason.**

On the bright side: I called my gynecologist’s office, and they seem to think that the doctor at UHS who suggested that I should go off Depo Provera, even though it isn’t a risk factor for blood clots, just because she can’t figure out why I would have had one, is overreacting. So probably I get to stay on my birth control! Hooray!

It’s funny how you deal with these things when they happen. I mean, it pretty much sucks. I have to go in tomorrow for the first of many blood tests to adjust my warfarin dosage and I’m considering making a spreadsheet to track my spinach consumption.*** But at least I’m still blogging about embarassing music and petty irritations instead of being, like, dead.

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*That’s right. You can have an entire radio station based on your enjoyment of “Fuck and Run” by Liz Phair.+ This thing is GREAT.

+I know, I know, the part where she sings, “Even when I was 12” is pretty fucking creepy, but it’s a great song, okay?

It’s amazing: you never notice how badly all the blankets in your house need to be washed until it’s Sunday afternoon and you have a shitload of academic work to do.*

I am somewhat entranced by the lint that my blankets generate: it is approximately 10 parts cat hair to one part body glitter. After this year’s Halloween costume,** I imagine our body glitter content will be high for some time.

Anyway, the nice thing about cheap acrylic afghans is that they wash and dry with ease. I also washed my giant rainbow scarf, which some people feel is better classified as a blanket, but who will be laughing in January, hmm?

Last night, when for some reason I just could NOT go to sleep, I spent some time thinking about a Fibonacci Sequence afghan, which would alternate stitches in Fibonacci numbers of rows: 1 row single stitch, 1 row double, 2 rows single, 3 rows double, 5 rows single… You get the picture. I’m just not sure what to count as the first row, because the chain row and the second row are a little different.

There was a MathNet once about the Fibonacci Sequence. I thought it was so cool. According to some random webpage I just googled, it also describes the procreation of rabbits. And what have I done lately?

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*And now I’m blogging.

**Photos forthcoming–I have some close-ups, but I’m hoping a full body shot from the party I attended came out, so that you can see my tail.