Infinite State Automaton

Today was staff photos.

Despite my best efforts (to the point that I actually made an appointment. An APPOINTMENT. Usually I just stroll in and these people make time for me. This used to be because my awake hours where I could do things was generally the down time for everybody else. But now there's huge competition for those precious few hours after work is done and the shops closing) I still didn't get a hair cut.

This is rather tragic as my hair has become long and dangerous. Small birds have been known to attempt to set up a nest, only to be devoured by the teeming horde of spiders already living there.

This was compounded by the weird angle that the photos had to be taken on. I had to sort of stand side on and look at the camera. Some people, ah, looked really quite...scary. On the other hand, I just look like I was out in the sun for too long. And I have a slightly creepy grin.

So, it's down to three choices:

Camera- Person-Had-The-Shakes-Sky

Actually -I-have-a-splitting-headache-could-you-please-hurry-this-up-before-I-destroy-everything-Sky

Or

I -am-not-filling-my-pants-with-urine-honest-Sky.

Choices, choices.

I'm kind of thinking of the not-peeing-my-pants-Sky, but I also kind of like the faint hint of Doom in the my-world-is-pain-Sky.

If you want to photoshop in a better picture - you know, I always wanted a MacGuyver hair style, or a Magnum PI moustache - I'll see if I can get it posted up on the staff notice board instead.

Hmm. Drinking this MacDonalds coke has made my headache go away. I wonder what it can mean.

Tonight I am at my friend Drew's house. We occasionally get together and play Unreal Tournament. Drew has a friend whose real name eludes me, but goes through the game as "Jedillama", whom I most often encounter with the text message, "Sky_Paladin was gunned down without pity or regret by Jedillama" or "Jedillama is on a killing spree." That guy is invincible. The only time I can take him down is if I am wrapped in a tank.

Also, tonight I am having my first martini.

Drew should know better. One pair of shoes in the floor Sky picture belong to him.

Right now they are using their fel Linux loving powers to do some kind of penguin voodoo magic "which isn't working terribly well for some reason." Oh ho ho. It is because my virtuous Windows machine is fighting the good fight for justice, freedom, and...ah....well...I would like some more coke.

Ok. Time to go. Bye!