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Twenty posts ago was my 1000th post. Celebration. Unfortunately the absinthe was only chocolate and the cheap sex was a solitary adventure. I thought, “Imagine when I get to post 10000!…” Then I realised that at 3 years per thousand it would take until around 2033 – minus a year cos it really took 2 years and 11 months to get this far. I conjecture the likely improbability of a blog such as this in 30 years time.

So.

While the post count was 1000, the actual number of published posts was a few short, for whatever blah who-gives-a-fuck reason, mostly due to dropped network connections while posting and resulting double posts entailing deletion of offending twin and thus an absence where there should be something.

I think there is one post lurking here (being ecto) that hasn’t made it to here (being supernaut), because ecto says this is post 1001. Anyway, it’s like a marriage in a registry office all this sentimental anniversary-ising of post counts.

Nonetheless, CHAMPAGNE!!!

Oh and the title is 1000 in binary (god, no wonder I never get laid).

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A while ago I taught myself to count to 1023 using only ten fingers, in binary. I thought that was pretty special, and I guess if I close all my fingers at the end, that could be 1024, but … mmmm numbers.

1000 is a quite nice number to look at in decimal, balanced in a kinda asymmetrical way, and is the subject of this post, because as ecto, my delightful blogging client that I use to dump large bits of pre-formatted html code into whatever post I’m writing making blogging 100% less painful, tells me, the previous post, Sunday tranny-blogging (and spitting in China) was number 1000.

I’m going off to get wasted on absinthe and cheap sex.

(Anyone like to help, otherwise it’s going to be a solo adventure.)

As a purely numerical aside, Movable Type tells me I’ve only posted 981 times, and ecto announces I have 991 entries. I could either assume only one is correct, casting into doubt the genuineness of my celebration, or suppose all are right, and in a few days repeat aforementioned getting wasted on … etc.

As a further aside – kinda like the windbag at the Academies who won’t piss off even when the music has been playing for several seconds, I’m happy that the 1000th post was about both trannies and China. I’ll shut up now. (goes off to brush teeth.)