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Oorgh. So it turns out that it was more than the work of a moment to write up what I wanted in sufficient detail that _sps_ will be able to figure it out tomorrow. As a result I am still awake some 4 hours after my brain first started to warn of imminent failure. Anyway, I can go sleep now, so I will. Night all.

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Working on a website. Sigh. It seems I have to add CSS1 and CSS2 to the list of standards I have to master by thursday...

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Quickly:

my geekiness is 46.35801%
my brain is:
Auditory : 50%
Visual : 50%
Left : 63%
Right : 36%

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My Monster Name is Flying Polyp What a mess. Flying Polyps are a mass of writhing tendrils, morphing organs and continually mutating body mass. Flying Polyps can’t even get it all together on one plane of existence and are semicorporeal even when they’re not invisible. Flying Polyps insist they’re a greater race and will whistle angrily or try and bludgeon you to death if you point out that they look as evolved as a ball of snot. The Levenshtein distance between Stirling Westrup and Flying Polyp is 10.
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