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blather: voice recognition software
TESTING. TESTING. this is a test of my brand new voice recognition software.
i spent the day teaching this software how i talk. i read it stories until my throat was sore but apparently i didn't do such good job.
still, there is something amazing about watching words appear on the screen as i'm speaking. even if it makes mistakes that make me sound like i speak english as a second language. maybe i can hand right my stories and use this for dictation. ooh, look out, a homonym.
health update: my hand is somewhat better today in that it no longer feels like a block of cement.
it now feels like a block of throbbing cement.
P.S. could someone please write me some nice corn? make that pornography. (apparently, this software still has some learning to do.)
i spent the day teaching this software how i talk. i read it stories until my throat was sore but apparently i didn't do such good job.
still, there is something amazing about watching words appear on the screen as i'm speaking. even if it makes mistakes that make me sound like i speak english as a second language. maybe i can hand right my stories and use this for dictation. ooh, look out, a homonym.
health update: my hand is somewhat better today in that it no longer feels like a block of cement.
it now feels like a block of throbbing cement.
P.S. could someone please write me some nice corn? make that pornography. (apparently, this software still has some learning to do.)
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write me cornporn? pretty please :)
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http://janedavitt.livejournal.com/851192.html
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And hee, maybe corn is port with really bad jokes?
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Your voice recognition software seems rather conservative. Maybe it's Republican?
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(oops! blame the drugs)
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...Oh, wait. Shoot.
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corn tease!
JKL;AJKL;SDF;JKLA;JKLDJKLAJKL;JKLG;JKLA;JKLKK;LJA
CORN!
Blair felt the sixpack begin to fall out of his suddenly frozen fingers and caught it almost before it hit the counter. Too late to stop the betraying clink, he thought.
It was just, they'd been sleeping together -- or involved, or screwing around, whatever Jim wanted to call it -- for only a few weeks now. And sure, he'd known immediately that this was it, Jim was The One, on some big cosmic level, but he'd also known that saying anything about that would get him laughed out of the room, and possibly out of the apartment. He'd hoped that Jim would come some day to realize -- that he'd look around one day and say, hey, this roommate of mine isn't second-best, he's not some weird little accident of mine, he's good for me, he's what I want. And then...
He turned around, high on a mix of suspicion and hope.
Jim was finishing up a tender kiss to the TV remote. "Oh, Sally," he murmurred. "You're always there for me."
Blair groaned and hooked the sixpack off the counter, stomping his way back to the couch. Remind him why he loved this man again?
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He turned around, high on a mix of suspicion and hope.
oh cruel mistress! this was brilliant corn-and-switch. thank you!
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