January 2010
11 posts
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….also without doubt he is an idiot, an idiot of the 33rd degree, and...
– Mark Twain (via)
I want an excuse to use this insult SO BAD.
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Who needs love when there’s Southern Comfort?
– Amanda Fucking Palmer, “Leeds United”
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You don’t have to be a programmer to be a tester. A lot of companies want testers to be programmers who write automated test suites. It seems more efficient that way. This reflects a misunderstanding of what testers are supposed to do, which is evaluate new code, find the good things, find the bad things, and give positive and negative reinforcement to the developers. Sure, automated test suites...
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It’s true. I will love you even if your infinitives split, your apostrophes...
– Neil Gaiman, about Amanda Palmer in: Twitter. (via contreplongee)
It’s Friday afternoon and I’m reblogging like a fiend.
Also: I doubt I will ever love anyone this much. Wandering apostrophes are the death of a relationship in my book.
IGetKnockedD0wn: HMMMM. DEVOUR A THOUSAND SOULS. SOUNDS LIKE A PLAN!
me: seek help
IGetKnockedD0wn: And miss out out going om nom nom on a thousand souls? Bitch please!
2010 resolution #1: hair is going back to dirt-brown. Much as I love the pink, it gives people this idea that I’m demonstrating some kind of unique and fascinating personality, and I have absolutely no way of backing that up.