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[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risque (and frisque), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
Dan I haven't added any hardware to my computer. There's nothing to back up on my computer right now, I was very wary of downloading anything after my second system recovery.
From what HP said they would wipe it and start it back to where it was. Im just frustrated I won't have access to a computer.
Askye, did you end up giving away your old computer? Because maybe we could get it somewhat working so you can get online.
Investigation may be likened to the long months of pregnancy, and solving a problem to the day of birth. To investigate a problem is, indeed, to solve it.
Oh great, now Interuppting Communist Cow is pregnant. I ain't drinking the water here.
Oh, I love my Microsoft Money, Lilty. I hope you find it helpful.
I love Microsoft Money, too. It's the only thing I'm missing in my PC-to-Mac laptop transition. Because Quicken? Ain't the same as MS Money, dang it.
I just picked up a part time job during the week, so I'm now doing pretty good, and have something steady for when Julia's show finally closes in May.
Excellent!
Now, come to the F2F!!!
P-C, hop on IM and your gin-soaked difficulties will be solved.
Because Quicken? Ain't the same as MS Money
Hmmm. Which version of Quicken?
I'm a bit behind, having not used either for years.
I could have sworn MS had a version of Money for OSX in the works. Wonder what happened?
Those of you who hate Valentine's Day may be interested in the rant [link] in my LJ.
I just had an awkward multicultural moment, because my cousin Steve was too lazy to remove the For Sale sign from his mom's car when she decided not to sell it. (She thought she could get by without one, and she misses it, but won't drive in winter, so it sits in my driveway until she puts the insurance back on and gets a parking lot space at her retirement apartment.)
A family of hispanics came by and saw it through the parking lot next door and I had to explain that it was no longer for sale, and they wouldn't/couldn't/didn't act like they believed me.
I finally gave up and went and woke up my cousin Steve. By the time he ambled out there 10 minutes later, they were gone.
All I need is for people to peg me as a bigot. If I were one, I guess I wouldn't mind, but....
Ginger, that was wonderful. "Nothing says love like cleaning up after a sick cat."