this diary-style post about my day will be written in Olde Style Englishe (ie terrible english), for no particular reason. Oh no wait, the reason is Science. This is an Experiment.

~ Aye waked past Noone. Derek didst begin the day by offoring a bounty of Sushi, free for the takeing. 'Twas goodly. From thence went I to the computator, where spent I the daye in the download of MP3. Spake I to Jacob son of Fergus for much of the day, being it that we bothe art layabouts. Later, in the Evening, was I roused from mine meaningless IRC existanse. 'Twas Derek againe, who wished me to accompany him on a Journey to the House of the Son of Carl. There hadst we Burgers, and the Onion Rings wert Terrible. Frome there came I back to Here, where now I sit, inscribeing the Record of my daye. ~