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This is one of the poisons that keeps me alive. I don't even know what the right word for it would be… Basically it's concentrated coffee in a squeeze bottle. | Poison number two, from “New York Subway”. For lack of a better description, it's an east indian burrito. It's definitely not a sub, and it's definitely not from new york. |  |
…aka 1337, 31337, L337, L33+, etc. etc.
OK, I'd assumed that everyone would know what I was talking about, but I've gotten quite a few “what does that mean?” IM's, so I suppose that it's time for a linguistics lesson.
First of all, it's pronounced elite. As in highly skilled. Now that you know that, that part should be obvious. I'm sure all the i lIkE tO tYpE tHiS idiots know what I mean.
Anyway, nothing illustrates everything better than a scene from a badly written modern teen fairytale. Of course, it's also proof of the mainstreaming — and hence death — of it all. At this point in history calling yourself elite either makes you a lamer or a person with an oddball sense of humor. Thus we arrive at the movie HACKERS. Now, “elite” isn't strictly speaking a “hacker” term (more of a cracker / software pirate / trader / courier term), but I digress. You must remember the movie's grand love finale:
KATE: I can't believe they decided you won.
DADE: They didn't. The guys felt it was the only way I'd get a date. Anyway, you're pretty good. You're elite.
KATE: Yeah? You know if you would have said so in the beginning, you would have saved yourself a whole lot of trouble.
If I wasn't a relatively private person I'd have some things I'd like to say here very loudly. Yes, there's really a lot of thoughts I don't write here. Surprising, considering the sheer bulk of bits that I spew here.
Finally, I just ordered a new set of shirts from ThinkGeek (as if I don't have too many already). Other than BMEshop of course, ThinkGeek is my favorite online store.
Oh, that reminds me: tomorrow we'll be adding a bunch of new medical toys to BMEshop! Anyway, my friend Dave who is definitely elite is on his way here.
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I've got a painting that I'm working on that's driving me bonkers. It's not going anywhere, so I think it's about time to walk away from it. It's been my experience with painting that if I can't finish it in under 3 hours, it'll probably never be as I'd dreamed it should be… I do most things best the first time I do them, at least if it's something that involves ideas. Tomorrow afternoon I'll pick up some more canvas, there are things in me I need to make real.
I'm damn tired today; got almost no sleep last night. I've had to do some more credit card stuff today; we're getting closer and closer to a resolution. I thought the merch number had been approved Friday, but I think it actually ended up happening today.
Oh! I got a great video from a friend today — it's a glansectomy procedure, and the impressive thing is that he did it with one hand. A while back he cut off one of his hands. Anyway, do you think you could operate clamps and a scalpel and a camera all at once using only one hand and a hook? You can see the hook in some of the pictures:
OK, this entry is here for two reasons. First of all, I want to test my new embedded command * *PIXFULL* *. It lets you put full size images into your diary entries without having to host them on your own server. Plus now you know that I am not driving illegally… Oh, and I ordered a new custom plate today. Don't laugh ok, because it's a joke. I don't take myself that seriously. The plate says L33T (r u 1337?). I don't know yet if I'll be too embarrassed to put it on a car or not but I laugh every time I think about it.
Dave and my custom plate list now includes: I CRSH U, GO4SPD, ECHELON, L33T, WQQQSH, BMEZINE, MADPSY, LASERGUY.
