"Inside me there are two wolves."
"One of them wants to impale Communists. The other wants to throw them out of helicopters."
— Overheard by ESR
I mean, you can’t even add “…in bed” to it. It’s worthless.
Slight classification error, here.

While watching The Wolverine with friends on Saturday, I caught a bit of Hello!Project music in the background about an hour in. When Logan tracks down Noburo to question him, he finds him partying with two European girls, and this is their sexy party music:
(for a brief moment, I misidentified it as Sade; I really hadn’t noticed the stylistic similarity before)
Oh, by the way, this being an H!P group (the 2005 shuffle unit Sexy Otonajan (“Sexy Grownups?”)), two of the girls are 12 years old, with heavily padded bras.
Self-mocking feminism detected. And here I used to think that Mark Ethan Smith was an outlier…
Best comment: “People like this are the reason we have to put instructions on shampoo bottles.”
Out of the box, without installing any additional software, the Microsoft Surface Pro 2 can display two different PDF files side-by-side. In fact, you can put any two apps on the screen together at the same time (and that’s not even counting the actual Windows 8.1 desktop). Suck it, Apple.

For multiple reasons, I named it Courier…
A really long clip episode with a standalone Alfheim adventure tacked on to the end, framed by mild fan-service, with a “surprise” announcement of season 2 at the end. Not bad, but not worth 100 minutes of my time; fortunately, I could leave it running in a window while working, and look over when something happened.
I have no intention of watching the second season, however. Gun Gale Online is pretty much a Kirito solo adventure with a new girl, leaving Asuna and the rest of the gang as spectators in the real world. The (still-unfinished after N volumes) Alicization arc that follows that is even more so, although apparently Asuna gets to do one small thing each book.
My health has been… peculiar for the last several months, and it’s quite frustrating to be repeatedly told that the latest round of tests came back negative. Generally good, since it means that the most comprehensive physical I’ve ever had says that the major systems are working perfectly, but it means that we still didn’t know what’s causing the problem that’s left me horribly short of breath and both physically and mentally fatigued.
When we finally got around to the sleep clinic, the take-home sleep study came back “inconclusive” after two weeks, and they scheduled an in-lab study two weeks later, with results coming two weeks after that.
Several of my friends have been Fitbit fans for quite a while, so while this was going on, I pre-ordered the new Force model, which in addition to steps and stairs, tracks sleep time and disruptions (based on movement during the night). It also has “social” features like auto-shaming, which I will never be taking advantage of.
Wish I’d known that before I paid for next-day-air delivery yesterday. Now it’s sitting in a depot a few miles away, taunting me with the knowledge that I won’t have it for my day off tomorrow.