Death comes for us all (a melodramatic haiku of retirement)
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guts and garters

It's all fun and games until someone loses molecular cohesion.

Tuesday, March 12, 2002

Z just made a princess. Without really trying, she turned out to be a concubine. Which, really, I think is a step up from a chef, which is what she was going to be halfway through the game. I wanted her to marry the prince, but she kept running away from home.

Yes, I'm bored. I have very little to do.

I also read an article in B's New Scientist about quantum thingummy, and Schroedinger's cat and all, and how some chap wants to do away with it, because it's all uncertain and icky. Scientists are no fun, I tell you. What's wrong with a bit of quantum? They just need to do more hardcore drugs. Then they'd understand how something could be in two places or states at once.

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