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Quote: "Sometimes I think the surest sign that intelligent life exists elsewhere in the universe is that none of it has tried to contact us." --Bill Watterson, cartoonist, Calvin and Hobbes
20031216
Ah, I really need to get away from home. Having my parents barge in my room for "postage" does not make any sense. I guess if my parents are going to do that, I will need to make sure I can close everything before things get out of control.
What was happening was that my parents wanted to know how much a certain envelop would cost to send to Hong Kong, England, and Canada. I was glad that no new windows were opened, except unfortunately a Real Video, which I made sure to close before it got to the "explicit" stuff. Just a man's face was shown, though his face was unfortunately too close to the RealOne screen, with such a suggestive look that I feel unfortunate for my mother.
Both of them barge in. Mother first, then father second. I just managed to close the taskbar, by dragging it down since I didn't have auto-hide on. Then the screen came on.
Well, how's that for nearly coming out? For nearly having my parents find out more than they bargain for, when they wanted just price of postage? I suspect my mom suspect something, but I will leave her to be tormented. ¿Ay, madre pobre, no me escuchó! Pero, sufres por mí.
Fortunately, it was not yet done. I am too wily for my own good. For my own benefits, it appear the stars of heaven have delayed my own meeting with destiny.
Were it not so that it can facilitate my march toward independence, that side-effect of freedom.
What was happening was that my parents wanted to know how much a certain envelop would cost to send to Hong Kong, England, and Canada. I was glad that no new windows were opened, except unfortunately a Real Video, which I made sure to close before it got to the "explicit" stuff. Just a man's face was shown, though his face was unfortunately too close to the RealOne screen, with such a suggestive look that I feel unfortunate for my mother.
Both of them barge in. Mother first, then father second. I just managed to close the taskbar, by dragging it down since I didn't have auto-hide on. Then the screen came on.
Well, how's that for nearly coming out? For nearly having my parents find out more than they bargain for, when they wanted just price of postage? I suspect my mom suspect something, but I will leave her to be tormented. ¿Ay, madre pobre, no me escuchó! Pero, sufres por mí.
Fortunately, it was not yet done. I am too wily for my own good. For my own benefits, it appear the stars of heaven have delayed my own meeting with destiny.
Were it not so that it can facilitate my march toward independence, that side-effect of freedom.
