Yesterday I wrote a cool sentence. Well, not actually a sentence - more of a statement. Well, not even a statement - more of a descriptive title to what I thought could be a chapter in a science fiction novel. Look, whatever it was, I was very proud of it. It was so conducive to creative thought that I actually began to write the introduction to a science fiction novel (it was here that the author decided that the makers of Word for Windows were the most annoying bastards in the entire world. Every time he began to write the word "novel", he'd get to the first 'e' and a little box would pop up next to the with "November" in it, implying that he didn't have the intelligence or presence of mind to put a capital letter at the start of a proper name. Naturally, being an educated person, he would have put a capital "N" if he was going to write "November". But he wasn't going to. He was about to write "novel", because that's what he started to talk about and he wasn't planning on writing "November" until the bloody programme starting annoying him by suggesting it every time he started to write a word with N, O, V, and E as the first four letters. Damn programmer geeks think they're being so bloody helpful, popping up little squares every time you type something, thinking they're helping you get things done quicker…it'd be a lot quicker if they didn't keep implying that you don't know what the hell you're doing all the time. And if they're so smart and so helpful, why couldn't their programme have figured out that it would've been completely out of context to write "November" in that position: "…a chapter in a science fiction November…"? Now, because of those well-meaning, over-cautious but more likely bloody-minded programmer bastards, not only has most of the introductory paragraph been taken up by a bracketed and completely unplanned rant about an annoying little "help" function, the author has ended up writing "November" six times when he didn't intend to mention it at all unless it was relevant to the story, which it was never going to be [stardates don't use Earth months, as any decent science fiction writer should know]). Ahem.