Tra-la-la!

oh, and look, Scott's full of the joy of fucking spring again!

I'm the Bipolar kid!

Could it be the sunny weather today?

Could it be getting enough sleep? (no, actually, still rubbish at that, though I've been better this week)

Could it be actually pulling my head from up my arse, calling my business partner and squaring a bunch of things that had been worrying me so that I can get on with my job without the constant fear of letting someone down and expecting to be shouted at?

Yes. It's probably that last one.

Remember, kids...

A problem hidden-from is much like my erection: Much bigger and scarier than when you face it head-on.

Hug your hard-drive

Do yourself a favour and put your system drive onto defrag this evening, if you don't have it scheduled or haven't in a while.

Your file-system will love you for it.

For a wicked (not free) defragger that you can leave running on low-CPU and actually work all day while it does its job, I just found PerfectDisk, which, yesterday, optimised all my drives without me noticing the slowdown as it worked. Rock.

See? Happy Scott. Millions of LJ posts. Win.

Empathy Malfunction

I've been listening to this a lot today, up nice and loud.

It was by this 'DeathBoy' chap, I think, some time before christmas.

I think we might do it live, maybe.

Empathy Malfunction - DeathBoy

( lyrics )

Oh, we're so proud of you! Doing the "suck my own cock" bit!

"So, what did you do with your education today, then, honey?"

"Why, I spent half an hour airbrushing a nipple out of 128x128 pixel images of lesbians in a shower for a game in which a mobile condom runs around a maze, picking up Viagra tablets, mom - thanks for asking!"

"Say, honey, wasn't that game originally about a snake running around picking up apples, to reveal the lesbians?"

"It was indeed, mom, but this wasn't sufficiently low-brow for our target audience."

"Aw, sweetheart, I'm so proud!"

I've got a degree, you know.

>_<

I'm going to regret asking this

I may be flying to Scotland in the near future (from London).

If so, I will need to carry with me about 10 mobile phones (so that I can work while visiting friends).

Am I basically going to be grabbed by the security types when they x-ray my carry-on luggage and find 10 mobile phones? (all different)

Being carted off to have my innards felt by a butch feller with a moustache is less appealing to me than it may initially seem.

Sensible replies only, please, this is actually rather important, as I might be booking a flight or not in the next few hours depending on what information I can dig up.

Should I just call the airport and ask?

Bleh. Fucking "terrorism". The War Against Flying Without Bum Searches, more like.

WAFWBS. You know it'll catch on.