e: (thick indian accent) i am going to sleep.
sam: ah, ok. gnite.
e: you're not gonna go sleep?
sam: nah. this report is due tomorrow at 11am. i don't think i'm gonna finish it, though. too long.
e: today, you mean.
sam: yes, today.
e: just to give you a heads-up: there is a finite probability that when you actually need to print this out, your printer will fuck up. it's nature's way of screwing you over.
sam: it's ok. i have a backup printer. see, i'm fully prepared.
e: why, thank you for letting nature know that she now has another thing she can toy around with.
sam: .... SHIT. (hits ctrl-S multiple times)
e: i think you need to make more than just one back up.
sam: server cluster in norway?
e: yes. and gmail it too.
sam: (save-as to a different directory)
e: google is on course to world domination, so it is highly improbable that their server is gonna go down this morning.
sam: true... good point.
e: but then again, according to the reciprocal and circular nature of the improbability calculation, anything that is highly improbable is actually very likely to happen almost immediately.
sam: ......I HATE YOU.
e: (thick indian accent) i am going to sleep now. good night.
and he walked away with a big, victorious smile on his face, fully aware that karma would most definitely get him back for what he had done to his roommate, but at this very moment that would be the least of his concern.
because victory always tastes so good.
good night, sam.
Wednesday, October 19, 2005
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