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Jan. 6th, 2007 10:40 amI've been scarce from cyberspace of late. Most of my time is divided between work and my novel re-write (which is at 39,000 words -- approximately 2000 words a day).
I'm at work now, on break. This is the big data-entry weekend. Outside, the weather is Vancouver-ish -- a misty, rainy 9 degrees Celsius.
I'm getting weird spam at work. My favourite is the spammer who sends us stuff with randomly-constructed strange names and completely random subject headers. The other day, a Jaroslaw Stowell sent me a message entitled "your centaur." Sadly, he was just trying to sell pharmaceuticals.
No one ever asks about my centaur unless they want to sell me something.
And thanks to this article, I now know that uitwaaien is Dutch for walking in the wind for fun, and a koshatnik is a Russian dealer in stolen cats. I picture a man in a dark alley, with a set of unhappy-looking cats hidden inside a long trenchcoat.
I'm at work now, on break. This is the big data-entry weekend. Outside, the weather is Vancouver-ish -- a misty, rainy 9 degrees Celsius.
I'm getting weird spam at work. My favourite is the spammer who sends us stuff with randomly-constructed strange names and completely random subject headers. The other day, a Jaroslaw Stowell sent me a message entitled "your centaur." Sadly, he was just trying to sell pharmaceuticals.
No one ever asks about my centaur unless they want to sell me something.
And thanks to this article, I now know that uitwaaien is Dutch for walking in the wind for fun, and a koshatnik is a Russian dealer in stolen cats. I picture a man in a dark alley, with a set of unhappy-looking cats hidden inside a long trenchcoat.