This noodle is penguin-shaped.

I'm trying to do my homework, really I am!

I've made myself sit down and actually try to look up things about the history of computers. So I'm looking at this, of coruse, because I wouldn't be me if I didn't think Linux counted as something important in the history of computers. But this is bad, because I'm having too much fun. First, I found this thing about the penguin (a slight variation of said penguin provides this icon of mine), and then came across something kwakhed once mentioned to me: there's a sound clip of Linus Torvalds--the guy nominally responsible for Linux--saying "Hello! I'm Linus Torvalds, and I pronounce 'Linux' as 'Linux.' " Which of course is a ridiculous sentence to read; you have to hear it, it's fun. But what's way funner (my history teacher insists that funner is a word, so I'll go with it) is him saying this in Swedish!

Okay, so I'm easily amused. And I'm sick of my dumb homework. Linux is fun; it's distracting me.

What would you do for a Klondike bar?

My illustrious roommate says she'd run around campus naked. Hm. They are tasty; I had one this weekend and had forgotten how good they are.

(And to think: our new roommates are worried about us thinking they're weird! They're freshmen, though; perhaps they've not yet learned how cool weird is around here.)

"Holly," Sarah told me this morning, "I don't know if anyone likes me enough to buy a soldering iron to fix something for me."

I smiled--the implication being, of course, that someone likes me enough to buy a soldering iron to fix something for me. I wonder what quantity of liking someone that would take. Matthew woudd probably just say that it's a reasonable thing for him to own that he doesn't yet, and thus it's not a big deal.

But he came here this weekend to fix my computers. For which I am grateful, even if I got poked a lot and hit with pillows and sat upon so I couldn't go to sleep during the bad action movie he said he had to watch ...