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Saturday, September 11th, 2004Supremely funny moment yesterday evening. I was sitting on the deck, playing with a JavaScript version of ELIZA on my dad’s laptop, and ELIZA and I have this conversation:
Eliza: Tell me more.
Me: I’m Rick James, bitch.
Eliza: Do you think it is normal to be Rick James, bitch?
Needless to say, a much-needed laugh. Yesterday evening, Rachel and Matt were going to drop by to see Monty Python’s “The Life of Brian,” but Rachel had to go to the emergency room, due to her grandpa having cancer. Eekage, and no fun. Matt’s mom pulled an overcontrolling trick and told him that he had to finish his homework before he could come see the movie. The nice thing about them both missing is that I can just rent it again sometime and reschedule the whole thing. I ended up watching it myself on the futon and being reminded of a particular time.
Got up about eleven this morning, mowed the back yard, fooled with my gokart for a bit, gave up, bought shit from the ice cream truck, and now I’m blogging. Nobody is online, so about the only interesting thing I can do is drink water and do my homework.
*sigh*