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I’ve got a cereal alpha-beta

and a knick-knack kangaroo.

A seven line senorita,

and her ballet dancers too.

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We’ve got the bright pink furry ponies,

and the sparkles and the wine,

the bouncers and their cronies,

and the seating and the clime.

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It’s a two day jumping Jackson,

and a curried up slice and dice,

get in on all the action,

come on, we’re all so nice!

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I’ve got a gulfstream mumbo jumbo,

and the wing tips come in twos,

the Italian candy gumbo,

they won’t stop with the booze

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Forget about your worries,

and all that down low stuff,

theres winter in snow flurries,

and all the Christmas fluff.

.

I’ve got a cereal alpha-beta

and a knick-knack kangaroo.

My seven line senorita,

She’s got me by a noose.

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A.

Fiddly diddly

Tagged: on December 19, 2009 by aareet

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In quickpost on October 27, 2009 by Aareet

The difference between life and death is not the dying but the living breath.

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Send email through UWaterloo’s Engmail (SMTP) using gmail

In code on October 26, 2009 by aareet Tagged: ,

So ever since gmail enabled the ability to send email like they’re coming from linked accounts, I’ve had my uwaterloo Engmail set up to work right from my gmail  and there was a very simple way to do it:

First, navigate to your settings page in gmail and under the Accounts and Imports tab, click on “Send mail from another email address”.

Fill the popup with your name and your UW Engmail address:

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Move on to the next step and fill it out, like so:

SMTP server: engmail.uwaterloo.ca

Port: 465

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Click on Add Account, wait for the verification email. And there you go. Easy as peach.

I almost feel like the pictures were highly unnecessary,

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Crunchbang linux

In /dev/random on October 25, 2009 by aareet

A single screenshot. More to come.

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I know your darkest secrets,

the long forgotten kind,

I know your deepest regrets,

the ones you’d left behind.

We’ve told our tales with laughter,

and felt its deepest touch,

and slept in silence after,

before it was all too much.

We rounded up the holly,

the snow white cake and cream,

the music all so jolly

the chef bursting at the seams.

And it didn’t really matter,

that our friendship then was gone

we watched our old bonds shatter,

as a brand new love was born.

And then I heard them whisper,

soft into my ears,

every time I kissed her

repeat my only fears.

The voices in my head grew,

grew louder, as we went,

I heard them in your head too,

with all the time that we spent.

The swing by the hut swaying,

to an angry sounding wind,

the distant bells were saying,

forgive me, I have sinned.

We found our primate solitude,

in each other’s company,

our only hope together

was to let each other be.

I hear the lies they tell you,

and I hope you understand,

I’m not the kind they sell you,

I’m no artificial man.

Artificial Man

Tagged: , on October 24, 2009 by aareet

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