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Friday, July 27, 2007
the hoary hairy eyeball
last night was fun, but in my weakened state i probably shouldn't have had so much to drink... "so much" being about two beers. one of them was won in a game of pool*, so i really didn't have a choice :P
i got a ride to the cocktail room - please bear in mind that i was only going to say hi to the mongoose and his girlfriend, who weren't there - and stayed there for an hour or more while ta2 played great music. the two shots i was bought were not a good idea, and for about ten minutes i was having trouble staying on my chair and keeping my eyes open simultaneously...
the second i sensed the music diving, i took it as my cue to slog down the road and hop into a shuttle. i got home, showered, and turned on my pc - i've never seen a pc's graphics card crash before. strange patterns, my speakers whined something aweful, the monitor turned itself off, and when i restarted it only detected 8 of the 128 megabytes of RAM... that was quite frightening. it seems to have resolved itself, though.
i woke up around 8am, unhappily due to the horrid heat and humidity and having slept on both arms which hurt unresponsively. my brain hurts, too.
* obscenely expensive table - and the waitress looked at me incredulously when i pointed out that NIS 10 (R16!) for a game is a bit rude.
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