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Told the kids about Guy today. Then went to see him after class, while Chris stayed with the kids.
...aand I think I'll leave the details about both things for another day. It's been kind of a draining experience.
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My antidote to draining experiences is fluff. Like, for example, a random quote that I wish I could figure out where it came from. It's some HP fic, with the following journal entry:
Dreamed about Voldemort, and I'm not sure if it was a nightmare. He was pretty upset about something, but whatever it was had nothing to do with killing muggles or plans going wrong. I think his wand had been turned into chocolate, and the only things he could find to eat were those Marshmallow Peeps you get at Easter time.
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Went to the SciTech Museum with![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
ninja_kat and ninja_kat Jr. last Thursday. At one point we did the Nortel Networks computer area, and the boys got to learn all about how computers understand letters. You know, binary code, A=1000001, B=1000010, etc. The display included a machine the kids could use to turn a bunch of switches on and off to create the letters of a word, then hit a button and hear a computerised voice says the word they'd spelled.
We helped Justin to input his name (for the curious, that's 1001010, 1010101, 1010011, 1010100, 1001001, 1001110), and he was suitably proud of himself when we punched the button and it said "Justin". We wandered off to look at other displays, while Daniel took his turn with the machine. With great concentration and dedication, he was able to spell his own word: 1010000, 1001111, 1001111. Then he hit the button. And we were suitably impressed when the computerised voice began to solemnly intone "POO." Over and over and over and over.
Yes, he's nine.
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Justin: (very disapproving) Somebody has to fix the holes in this street. And drain these puddles. Like the one I am going to splash through right now. ::jump, splish, splash::
...aand I think I'll leave the details about both things for another day. It's been kind of a draining experience.
My antidote to draining experiences is fluff. Like, for example, a random quote that I wish I could figure out where it came from. It's some HP fic, with the following journal entry:
Dreamed about Voldemort, and I'm not sure if it was a nightmare. He was pretty upset about something, but whatever it was had nothing to do with killing muggles or plans going wrong. I think his wand had been turned into chocolate, and the only things he could find to eat were those Marshmallow Peeps you get at Easter time.
Went to the SciTech Museum with
ninja_kat and ninja_kat Jr. last Thursday. At one point we did the Nortel Networks computer area, and the boys got to learn all about how computers understand letters. You know, binary code, A=1000001, B=1000010, etc. The display included a machine the kids could use to turn a bunch of switches on and off to create the letters of a word, then hit a button and hear a computerised voice says the word they'd spelled.We helped Justin to input his name (for the curious, that's 1001010, 1010101, 1010011, 1010100, 1001001, 1001110), and he was suitably proud of himself when we punched the button and it said "Justin". We wandered off to look at other displays, while Daniel took his turn with the machine. With great concentration and dedication, he was able to spell his own word: 1010000, 1001111, 1001111. Then he hit the button. And we were suitably impressed when the computerised voice began to solemnly intone "POO." Over and over and over and over.
Yes, he's nine.
Justin: (very disapproving) Somebody has to fix the holes in this street. And drain these puddles. Like the one I am going to splash through right now. ::jump, splish, splash::
