I am becoming weirder. I spent a good hour of my life this weekend talking to Ram's computer while he wasn't there. This, I'm sure, is a terrible sign. Becoming steadily more concerned as I did so, by the way; at one point I planted the idea in my imagination that something sinister was going on, from which point on I became more and more weird & concerned. (I finally got an explanation; he was at a gaming convention. I consider this an adequate excuse, which is probably also a bad sign.)
I have nothing whatsoever to say, except that school begins tomorrow, which is awful, and I have talked my mom out of making me ride the bus in the morning, which is excellent.
I have nothing whatsoever to say, except that school begins tomorrow, which is awful, and I have talked my mom out of making me ride the bus in the morning, which is excellent.
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Date: 2001-10-04 12:29 pm (UTC)I often pretend that you, and the other collections of pixelated data on my computer are human. Sometimes you seem so *real*
But, I shut the computer down at night. These AI programs don't *really* fool me...
Not really.
Hello?