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We will make every jam.

It feels like it's been a long weekend, but it really hasn't. I really wasted this weekend by having a pretty good time. I didn't get anything done that I needed to. So I guess I'll deal with those consequences here pretty soon. Tomorrow is going to be miserable. Get my lab things, do my lab things, do more chemistry, and on and on and on. This semester is about to spiral out of control, and it just started.

Deep breath.A friend of mine found this thing called Wordle, which takes things and does things with them and makes pictures. Out of words. The words that appear most commonly. And the size of the words is related to how often they appear. Blah blah blah. But it made a pretty interesting picture. But then I did it and couldn't figure out how to save the picture so you get this:
Wordle: Untitled
Why the hell is 'butter' so big?

Comments

Carolynn said…
Why is "butter" so danged big? You must really like butter.
Ashley said…
I bet that's from 'peanut butter'.
homiekreesh2000 said…
raisens r more than good there great
homiekreesh2000 said…
raisens r more than good there great

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