As a rule, I’m not liable to easily give out my yahoo messenger ID, as all sorts of 10 year olds have a tendency to randomly contact me for who knows what. Then again, I suppose that’s better than e-stalkers

One of the favorite activities on IM are mass messages. Now 99.99% of them might be slightly interesting, however the one I found today was just plain ridiculous.

Ann please bring your History notebook, ’cause I forgot mine.

What’s next? Using the school’s radio station to borrow an eraser from one of your classmates?!

P.S. For the record, I have no idea who the message’s author is That’s what I get for giving out my ID on a public forum

[edit2] Taking smart advice yet again, I moved all my links to the Links page, and removed the obligatory link exchanges. I always return comments, but with links I decided to be more “elitist”. Also, the Review page has been redone, to make browsing easier.[/edit2]

[edit]Please excuse the mess, as I’m attempting to upgrade Wordpress … hopefully I will not mess it up… too bad Seems like it worked fine… aside the slow upload speed. [/edit]

In case you’re not “snarky” (i.e. a member of Snark Forums), you might have missed the fact that I finally have a job. And not just any job: I’m a junior C++ developer. This of course means that I’m the lowest of the low, but I’m payed reasonably well for it (and I also like what I’m doing… which right now is not THAT much ), so…

Getting a new job though, also means getting a thorough medical examination… and a having blood taken of course. Ironically enough, it wasn’t the blood sampling that unsettled me most, but my inability to fully straighten my right arm.

After much deliberation, my mom came to the conclusion that it must be due to my excessive mouse usage… I once tried to browse the Internet using the keyboard (because University computers’ mice tend to go missing), but the most I managed was accessing my e-mail account. And even then, I could just stare at my messages…

So kids: beware of using the mouse! You might just end up like me: completely and utterly dependent of it.