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I was just thinking; What would an electric (not electronic) abacus look like? I bet it would be awesome.

I was thinking about it today, and I think that there might be some disconnect in my brain. Women (okay, not just women, sometimes I do too) wear eye makeup to accentuate their eyes, make them pop. For some reason, I can’t see peoples’ eyes if they’re wearing eye makeup. I only see the makeup and the eyes vanish. The overly made up person stops being a person to me, and might as well be a robot.

I was mulling this phenomenon over when I realized that it could be due to early exposure to things like this (Blade Runner is the second movie that I can remember seeing, A New Hope is the first). I’m not sure if I should blame my parents or the eighties. It’s easier to get my parents to act guilty.

So, here’s a question. A question that probably has an easy answer that I’m missing. Whatever, nobody reads this anyway, so nobody can tell that I’m an idiot.

Who the fuck decided that “dammit” is a word? I can understand the need to contract “Damn it” to a single word, that’s cool. But dropping the n? For serious? Come on.

Worrying about things like that is how I avoid doing work. I’m pounding out words on the novel (which has no name yet, although I’ve considered things like “Juggernauts”, “No God Here” and “The Path Outward”) and doing a final edit on Hallowed, whichever feels more like something that I shouldn’t be doing at the time.

I could put off work for a little bit longer if I sent out some submissions, couldn’t I?

• Once-puritan South Africa holds its first sex fair | Oddly Enough | Reuters

  (tags: sex Religion)

I keep forgetting about and coming back to interactive fiction. Well, I never really forget about it, since it’s how I learned to read, and when i was smaller I wrote thousands and thousands of words for various AGT games. Hell, when I’ve got a little bit of free time I might write some now. We’ll see about that.

Anyway, the main point of all of this, I’ve been playing this, and it’s the bee’s knees. I owe Shamus for the link, I suppose.