This webcomic (according to Wikipedia) is exactly 26 years and a day younger than me. Since the site will have its first anniversary later this month, I find that pretty damned cool.
I like the fact that almost half this topic was written today. Hi, other QC readers! What did you guys think of A Girl and Her Fed? I'm enjoying it so far, but I like xkcd better. G&F's art is kinda... hard to watch.
Anyone who knows the barest shred of Latin grammar can deduce my gender from my username. For those who don't, this may require a good deal of finesse:
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Latin_decl ... on_.28o.29
I'm a student at Southern Oregon University (which takes care of the /L), about to start what I hope is my last year of Computer Science.
The maths department tried to recruit me, but I figured that I'm enough of a geek, nerd, AND dork. If I go into maths, I'll never get laid again. Yes, it has happened on occasion.
I work for an advertising agency. We're currently helping LG with their plans of global domination (yes, that's in the ad material). I make PHP do unnatural things and like it. I'm kinda like digital MDMA.
The internets have made me forget English. Sometimes, I rewrite "have" to "haev" and then have to fix it again. Tangentially (in the literary sense) I think I'm the only person outside this forum who checks what they write before posting it. Go you guys.
On a further tangent, if they is a valid third-person, singular, unspecified-gender pronoun, shouldn't the phrase be, "checks what they writes"? Maybe not, since it's "you are" rather than "you is". Also, I disagree with the idea that other punctuation always goes inside the quotes, as demonstrated amply above.
If I've bored you to death, cool; I call dibs on your stuff.
Q: What is a dib?
A: "It's one o' them big-head boys."
When I started writing this post, my Giant Playlist Of Doom fed me
Hands with a Hammer which may be the best drum solo evar. As you clearly could have guessed, I'm well into
Magdalena now.
God, that's a long post. I may never have to write again.
Peace out, bitches.