Nietzscheans, cheap as… Faecal matter…

Good Evening.

Or more accurately for the common man, or woman, common person. By that I don’t mean “commoner”, just the “normal people”, Good morning. I say that because it’s in most peoples opinions this is very nice weather. Personally I find the lack of total cloud cover distressing.

Of course, this lovely weather has the wonderful effect of causing droughts. These however being British droughts which mean in a few weeks some parts of England may face a dreaded hose pipe ban!

They were talking about that on BBC Breakfast this morning, they had an expert talking about what we’d need to recover from this drought (of about 12 months) we’d need “above average rainfall”. Well, that’s certainly very clear.

I’ve been talking to a panda. He is of the opinion there’s a certain price point after which the quality of a product doesn’t matter. For example, Coffee for £3. At which point it can be composed entirely of faeces, but that’s fine because it’s expensive. Of course varies by product, for example a keyboard under £3 is “composed of shit”. Personally I think that analysis should be made by product, it’s probably some sort of plastic.

On a positive note, the Kindle touch (and Kindle touch 3G) are now available in the UK. And with their hefty price of £109, or £169 they’ll be composed entirely of faeces. Well, probably various plastics and metals… but that doesn’t tie into a previous topic.

You may remember a few months ago I had a fun rant about the price of the Kindle. Well, you’ll be thrilled to know that’s not going to happen again. Because I’m too lazy to check the price on Amazon.Com.

The naming is a bit weird though. The Kindle fire is the full tablet, an improvement upon the kindle. Well, logically an improvement upon kindling would be matches.

On a completely unrelated note, I’ve been doing my usual eavesdropping on random nearby conversations and have come to the conclusion that either the rest of the world is obsessed with Nietzscheans, alternatively and significantly more likely my mind is attempting to interpret sounds it can’t hear properly, and reconstructing them with words that are on my mind. Although even with me watching Andromeda recently (Season 5 is very disappointing for those of you further behind on Science Fiction then me) I don’t understand the abundance of Nietzscheans, it’s not exactly a common word, nor are its components.

So it’d appear I just have Nietzscheans on my mind.

Okay, in college again, it’s 11:34, in cluster 5, zone 3, or Cluster 5 C3 if I go by the signs, no one seems quite sure… anyway, I’m being used as a buffer to keep Adam away from kurt, it’s uncommon to feel useful, but I’d prefer a task that’s both more interesting, and preferably more difficult. Not that I don’t mind just sitting here blocking communication,

On a relatively unrelated side note, on the 16th of April I get my next student finance payment. Once again a moderate portion goes to my mother for the pleasure of living with her. Then I have to reserve some for driving lessons, and other important things. I’ve been contemplating what to do with the remainder. I doubt my tendency towards impulse buying would allow me to intentionally save it as much as I’d like to, especially with the amount of things I want to buy. Ranging from the unimportant Star Trek Online Lifetime gold thing, to the significantly more important Star Trek: The Next Generation, Deep Space Nine and Voyager DVDs. Okay, none of those are important.

What more useful things could I dispose of my money on to prevent me wasting it?

Hehe, and now it’s Friday. I’m at college, it’ s 09:19. I woke up at 09:01, and left the house at about 09:08 and got here, to TR5.1 at Stephenson’s college, at 09:14:51 with 9 seconds spare.

Reminded by Sabbah, today is the last day of term, so I might as well write here that my next driving lesson is at 12:15, I’ve got it somewhere. I forgot then the one yesterday started, I just knew it started some time between 10:00 and 12:00…

Anyway, that probably doesn’t interest you, nor does anything else I’ve written here.

Well, He’s setting us an assignment now, and I’m finding it very difficult to listen. My brain seems more inclined to recite Cursed be Iron.

And now I’m scaring Linder by discussing how she could get away with killing the second years….

On that note, I shall bid you farewell and get on with my work.

Thanks for reading, ta-ta.

Love Willski.



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