Hmm, what else is new? Well, I finally stopped studying IT and switched over to anglistics/americanistics and computer science. Strange combo, I know. For some reason anyone who's not a Computer Scientist (*2) seems to think they (the computer scientists) know everything. I can't even remember how often I've been asked to set up a colleagues Wi-Fi access to the unnecessarily cryptic university network and needed to decline the "offer", exactly because of that cryptipticness (*3). Plus, I don't even own a laptop, and our home is still wired, so I have no clue how to set up a normal Wi-Fi network anyway.
Other than that not much happened. Ok, I decided to get a tattoo, but that's going to be much more interesting once it's actually on my arm, and I'm starting to think about expanding on it. Anyway, enough typing for today (*6).
(*1) Warning: Might only work on some models and completely break others, so do it at your own risk! I'm not taking any kind of responsibility if you screw up, but I will glady laugh if it happens.
(*2) Theologists are the exception here, because God is the only being that knows everything. I'm not a theologist and I never met God in person, so I wouldn't, but I'm quite sure that Mr. Spock (*4)(*5) would disagree.
(*3) What's the real word for that? Crypticness? Crypticity?
(*4) I think the number 4 in combination with Mr. Spock is reason enough to mention that the new Star Trek is possibly the best movie in the series since Star Trek 4.
(*5) Are recursive footnotes even allowed? Hmm...
(*6) I agree, sitting in front of the computer won't help with not typing anything for the rest of the day *sigh*











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