November 28th, 2006


Fun with predictive text, and a convoluted ramble about shite

I was cleaning up my phone - you know, deleting old numbers and messages and such, and I found these:

"Just leaving. We'll be ties in 20 mins."
"I'm homophobic go shopping first."

The homophobic one? Is what my el cheapo phone comes up with when you try to type 'gonna.' Go on, try it. ;-)

Also, I discovered last night that shamans are not indestructible. Some people who think the world revolves around them and still occasionally take a sneaky look at my blog will probably see this as a death threat. (Obscure reference of which only a few people will twig). Anyway, in reality, I swan-dived my tauren off the batrider tower at Thunder Bluff just to see what would happen. "I'm flying Jack!" she mooed as she descended. At the bottom, she discovered that Lesser Healing Wave only works if you're still alive. Hmm. So much for Shield of Impending Doom.

Yes, I played World of Warcraft. It's been a long time. However, yesterday's events brought on the desire to do something completely mindless with my evening, instead of my usual bogging along with event risk assessments or The Great Part Search that I'm close to giving up on.

I seem to have developed a mental block about machinery. The problem with inanimate objects is that they don't heal themselves. An animal or a person, you can apply first aid and TLC and leave them to it, and they get better. Machinery gets worse. This offends my sensibilities and makes me want to throw the offending machine off a cliff. Yes, this is probably somewhat Freudianly-connected to my self-destructing shaman, but I don't want closer inspection of that particular association, mmk? Anyway, yeah, machinery. It isn't organic enough, basically, for me to ever have a real connection with it. Which is why I need to be independently wealthy, so I can pay for other, more mechanically-minded folk, to maintain any machinery I am forced to have contact with.

*insert paypal button here*

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But it makes me happy to know that I'm open to the possibility of that congruence developing sometime in the future. Complete with swelling music, crashing waves and All That Stuff.
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