9/2/07
God damn it, I hate it when the bot dies on LambdaMOO. Now I can't get the fucking figlet for September 2007.

Yes I know I should have stocked up when it was working but I always take shit for granted. That's why if I ever started a tribe, clan or army I'd use the grasshopper as a mascot. Unlike the industrious ant, I'm the grasshopper in Æsop's famous fable. Plus grasshoppers, with the application of spivak's razor, are the same thing as locusts except grasshoppers have a cutesy name, maintain a solitary lifestyle and don't change color. All I do is eat and most likely would drive anyone out of house and home. Just ask my parents back in New Jersey.

Lately there have been a handful of grasshoppers hanging around the rocky slope behind work. Reckon it must be early in the season because when they take flight they don't make the harsh buzzing sound.

I first encountered these critters on my first camping trip with raddidge over at the compound out on the high plains. While sitting atop a rise, much to raddidge's chagrin because it's not her land despite the fact that it has an amazing view, there would be sound like a playing card in the spokes of a bike at 78 rpm. Soon I discovered that the noisy culprit was a bug and when I stumbled across them at work I learned they were grasshoppers.

My imagination would tell me that the younger grasshoppers make no noise while older grasshoppers make the distinctive buzz because they're older and dried out like autumn leaves.

My apartment is mostly clean! The bedroom is still a mess and the lovesac is in there at the moment. Yet the living room is fairly clean, the kitchen is sparkling clean and the only chore laid out for me is organizing all this shit. You know, I have a shitload of books and I want them to be nicely organized but in my head I always view it as a bureaucracy. Science fiction should go on this shelf, occult on this shelf, serieses should be on a shelf all by themselves and so forth.

Of course I sabotage myself with the single thought of "I'm just going to take them off the shelf anyway, what's the point?"

Reckon I'll just clean the bathroom instead and enjoy some delicious procrastination.

There's some cool-assed StarCraft papercraft over at this site.