about to go to wunibar

but not before matlab got in a final insult for the day. it seems functions get cranky if you don't let them display their rigour in its entirety. much like me!

operations manaagma'at gets to work

the sign underneath was a fucking weird uni rip-off of yahoo: it said "yuhuu". this one's better.

burn that fucker's face

spam your enemy holy shit

fucking mcclown

http://www.johnmccain.com/video/love.htm

tell me this isn't live-blogging you cheump

the ₱r£$ strikes again!

wikipedia chumpbot!

collect data you cheump

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update

riga

about to google spherical harmonics... and have it explained!

eat it p&t

my girlfriend - who presented at the conference - just got back to the hotel screaming drunk clutching a bottle of fucking nice champagne she stole from fridge at the conference that was certainly not one of those due to be served to guests; most certainly some joker's 'thank you for letting us promote your shithouse book by launching it at our underwhelming event'. and it tastes fucking good!

poetry and the trace

hmm, I realise this may appear in any of the countless google searches no doubt to be launched by poetry wankers needing to see their name in google-result-typeface, but what the fuck I don't care. poets are boring & phenomenally self-congratulatory to the point where this working boy leaves a reading that remained highly stocked with wine. for the discomfort of cask classic red wine and no salad.

NEGAS WHAAAAAT

What the fuck motherfucker. My goal here is to type the fuck out of this shit without anyone realising what the fuck is going on because I'm typing this with COMPANY if you know what I mean so what the fuck? Am I right? Yeah, fucking booyah motherfuckers. Also, we're CHEUMPING OUT here in general because Mark just got the stinkeye from the barkeep for wanting too much scotch in his motherfucking DIET. You heard me, DIET. DIET MOTHERFUCKER. Also, we're Chuemping out for numerouse, manifold other reasons, only the least of which is that Mingus has motor neuron disease and that is SAD.

perfect trip

fuck yes adulthood is finally paying off what the fuck. chose the absolute best spot on the train and secured a seat just to the side for the tricky bit of the train where the sun almost switches sides. and then the air-conditioner just came on. fucking awesome! I'M A HAPPY LAD.

poker clowns - unlikely web

just got on the train for town. the platform at w'town was full of jokers on mobiles telling their mates how awesomely they'd done at what appears to be a state finals. presumably they consider their friends too stupid to note that the finals go until the 14th, making it highly unlikely they were, in fact, particularly successful. One would think.



rigras software:
http://www.howtogeek.com/howto/windows-vista/increase-size-of-windows-vista-taskbar-previews/

today

I'm blogging with the ODB.

today

where's the riga motherfucker. Bugo called me a douche. What the fuck? Call that rigour? Nao. I don't. R U 486? More like fuck you 486! Also, D'ooley, cheump-merchant that he is, is cheumping RIGHT out. He's at a wedding with his mom and therefore refuses to bring sufficient ruckusness. But the worst disappointment of all, was Mark "I'm a douchetard" "Fuck You" Havryliv's failure to aarc up so, I ask you again - where's the riga in a proxy setting kicking fucktard Adam's cheumpford attitude to religiosity and shithouse neurological art?

Cheump out.

today - underbelly panel with an extra dose of RIGA

the panel just commenced. here we go, cheaumps!
regards the first case study; I think I brought the ruckus on nailing the argument for it not being art.
just busted out xenakis!
adam and hugo just started yelling over the top of each other.

fuck you, broken fanbelt

RIGA. listening to this morning's AM having downloaded it nary seconds after being almost killed by the hammer's poor driving. the download was hugely fast interrupted only by further crap driving. the windscreen wipers only work if he beeps the horn, but the horn doesn't work. Which is a shame, as the hammer could well yell the water off the windscreen if he had access to his trusty horn.

now I need to draft an agenda for the drive from wollongong to sydney for the capa meeting.

...for ounce

yeah baib'ei, such a rigorous middle-man. my german-speaking girlfriend is speaking to her german husband in german trying to procure weed for my german-speaking friend who is coming down for the evening. i'm controlling it all with my mind.
update:
just sorted 19.2297 Franklins of chronic.