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I had an email show up in my inbox today from one of the egroups I follow. The poster warned it was a bit off-topic, but... it was funny, and I'm glad I read it. The high point was a list of some quotes from Stephen Wright:

I'd kill for a Nobel Peace Prize. Borrow money from pessimists - they don't expect it back. Half the people you know are below average. 99% of lawyers give the rest a bad name. 42.7% of all statistics are made up on the spot. A conscience is what hurts when all your other parts feel so good. A clear conscience is usually the sign of a bad memory. If you want the rainbow, you gotta put up with the rain. The early bird may get the worm, but the second mouse gets the cheese. I almost had a psychic girlfriend but she left me before we met. OK, so what's the speed of dark? How do you tell when you're out of invisible ink? If everything seems to be going well, you have obviously overlooked something. Depression is merely anger without enthusiasm. When everything is coming your way, you're in the wrong lane. Ambition is a poor excuse for not having enough sense to be lazy. Hard work pays off in the future; laziness pays off now. I intend to live forever - so far, so good. If Barbie is so popular, why do you have to buy her friends? Eagles may soar, but weasels don't get sucked into jet engines. What happens if you get scared half to death twice? My mechanic told me, "I couldn't repair your brakes, so I made your horn louder." Why do psychics have to ask you for your name? If at first you don't succeed, destroy all evidence that you tried. A conclusion is the place where you got tired of thinking. Experience is something you don't get until just after you need it. To steal ideas from one person is plagiarism; to steal from many is research. The problem with the gene pool is that there is no lifeguard. The sooner you fall behind, the more time you'll have to catch up. Everyone has a photographic memory; some just don't have film for it.

It's been a quiet, fairly sober (mood-wise) day. Megan went out for a bit this evening; no clue how things turned out, though. I was apparently asleep when she came in, and now that I'm awake, /she/ is asleep. Curled up for a bit this afternoon and watched the director's cut of Star Trek II: The Wrath of Kahn, and oohed and ahhed over Ricardo Montalban's chest. Mmmm. I've also been tinkering with a really nifty roleplaying utilitity program - RolePlayingMaster. Quite nifty, and the creator of it seems very nice.

I wonder if it could be set up to do other game systems. Interesting. Anyway. I'm going to wobble off to bed here very shortly... sleepy cabbit. Very sleepy.

*hugs*