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Jun. 28th, 2005 03:18 pmI am sitting outside the Cliff Room as I type this. the sunn is shinning, but lukily I am seated in the shade of the building. A cool breeze is blowing, and having slathered myself with Lemon eucalyptus lotion, the mosquitos are searhing elsewhere for their meal. The sprinklers have just shut off. I can hear the sound of distant traffic, and the occasional radio-phone of passers-by. In about an hour I have to make the long trek to work, because my shift has changed from days to nights. Most of this week I will be working nights. This means that I won't be on IRC in the evenings.
I have a bit of a head cold. I hate head colds.
A quick trip to Google has taught me that wifi is short for Wireless Fidelity.
There are butterflies fluttering around the trees in the courtyard before me. I love it here.
I truly love it here.
Life is good.
I have a bit of a head cold. I hate head colds.
A quick trip to Google has taught me that wifi is short for Wireless Fidelity.
There are butterflies fluttering around the trees in the courtyard before me. I love it here.
I truly love it here.
Life is good.