Crappy morning. Totally crappy morning. The Pope arguably had a better morning. Well, probably not, but what’s a little hyperbole between friends. I’m coming to the conclusion that moving to Albania to become a woodchopper is in my best interests. It would also help improve my axe skills, which I could then apply to certain computers which can’t go 24 hours without developing new problems and as a result get me yelled at.
Don’t mind me, I’m just grumpy. While waiting for something to update I checked out Aaron Swartz‘ latest blog entry, which tipped me off to Excellent Word of the Day: Limerence. Great word, I must attempt to use it in general conversation at some point.
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Betcha Camilla is breathing little puffs of fire at this moment too! WHat girl wants their wedding postponed?! - is she even Catholic?!
I wish they’d take that picture of dead Popey off the BBC website, it’s freaking me out!
Can you imagine the logistics of rearranging the wedding to a day later? The catering alone…And what are the chances of the entire royal family being free on that day too? Must be a complete nightmare.
He is a little scary…just imagine it’s a waxwork