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Aug. 18th, 2006 @ 02:28 am what the hell, japan
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Just...what the hell.
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Aug. 18th, 2006 @ 05:32 pm occs cookie 11
Current Music: Elliot Smith - Son of Sam

Who should I thank? My so-called "colleagues," who laugh at me
behind my back, all the while becoming famous on my work? My worthless
graduate students, whose computer skills appear to be limited to
downloading bitmaps off of netnews? My parents, who are still waiting
for me to quit "fooling around with computers," go to med school, and
become a radiologist? My department chairman, a manager who gives one
new insight into and sympathy for disgruntled postal workers?
My God, no one could blame me (no one!) if I went off the edge and
just lost it completely one day. I couldn't get through the day as it
is without the Prozac and Jack Daniels I keep on the shelf, behind my
Tops-20 JSYS manuals. I start getting the shakes real bad around 10am,
right before my advisor meetings. A 10 oz. Jack 'n Zac helps me get
through the meetings without one of my students winding up with his
severed head in a bowling-ball bag. They look at me funny; they think
I twitch a lot. I'm not twitching. I'm controlling my impulse to snag
my 9mm Sig-Sauer out from my day-pack and make a few strong points
about the quality of undergraduate education in Amerika.
If I thought anyone cared, if I thought anyone would even be reading
this, I'd probably make an effort to keep up appearances until the
last possible moment. But no one does, and no one will. So I can
pretty much say exactly what I think.
Oh, yes, the acknowledgements. I think not. I did it. I did it all,
by myself.
Olin Shivers
September 4, 1994

From the scsh manual.
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