Seriously man, fuck that noise. It has been over a fortnight with no Veronica Mars, with the wait extending all the way until the 8th of March. Goddamn March! That’s a whole month between episodes. Ep 214 better be the best fucking 45 minutes of television I’ve ever seen. I want to walk away from the show gobsmacked, jaw hanging low and muttering to myself in incredulity. Is that too much to ask? In the meantime, I shall content myself with… bobsledding? Is there actually a Jamaican team this year? I know they didn’t make the 2002 games.

this horse is made of flies
Man, I just thought, Grant Morrison writing Veronica Mars. I’m thinking an episode in which misguided teenage occultists absent-mindedly bring about the end-times in a complicated ritual intended to get them all laid by prom night. All our heroine has to do to stop it is convince everyone that it’s not really happening, only nobody can see the colour blue any more and it turns out her father is actually made entirely out of flies.
You know what else we’re fucking today? MSN. Seriously, fuck that noise, fuck it so it doesn’t get up. I have now successfully convinced everybody worthwhile on my MSN list to use some alternate form of instant-messenger (IRC, Googletalk, AIM or Skype are all good), so farewell MSN. No, don’t get up, I’ll find the door myself. Fuck you.
Of course, this does leave me looking for a jabber client for my phone (which can already do IRC and Skype just fine, oh yes). So far it’s commercial apps as far as the eye can see, and I am not loving it. Dude, why are Windows Mobile devs such mercenary folks? Actually, it’s the same with Symbian. Maybe it’s a mobile devices thing? The Newton was always pretty good for freeware, I don’t know about palmOS though.
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