The Atomic Number of Yttrium
January 5th 2009 14:36
Today is a good day. According to the great oracle that is Wiki, I will possibly be assassinated, telephone Italy, turn into yttrium or walk on the moon. What the heck am I talking about?
It's my birthday and I'm thirty-nine years old. Today will be spent largely in an attempt to convert my (mostly-) human form into a potato, resident on the sofa, as I simply can't be bothered to do very much.
Whether by design, divination or coincidence, the folks at Orble contacted me this very night (during which I didn't sleep at all, since I'm having one of my occasional bouts of insomnia) to offer me my own domain for my blog, so I'm counting that as my first birthday present of the day!
And now, away! To the land of lethargy! Bring me my wings, that I may ignore them because they use far too much energy! Pass me the remote!
It's my birthday and I'm thirty-nine years old. Today will be spent largely in an attempt to convert my (mostly-) human form into a potato, resident on the sofa, as I simply can't be bothered to do very much.
Whether by design, divination or coincidence, the folks at Orble contacted me this very night (during which I didn't sleep at all, since I'm having one of my occasional bouts of insomnia) to offer me my own domain for my blog, so I'm counting that as my first birthday present of the day!
And now, away! To the land of lethargy! Bring me my wings, that I may ignore them because they use far too much energy! Pass me the remote!
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