Happy birthdays, beth & Beej!!!
'Sleeper'
Natter 34: Freak With No Name
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
Good luck to your mom and family, Calli.
Is there a papal chimney cam yet?
Oh my god, I don't want to do anymore work today. Can't I just skive off and go spend too much money at the bookstore?
I am subbing, and I planed on working on my portfolio, but the website I have to use to access it freezes up everytime I try it, so I am pretty bored aussi.
And then I have my last seminar at 4:30. And I slept like ass last night -- for the last several nights, actually.
Peregrine cam at the PG&E building in San Francisco: [link]
We just caught a mouse in the office using a sticky trap. I feel so horrible for the mouse because sticky traps are evil.
I've read James Dobson, when I was a teenager we got the Focus on the Family newsletter and Mom had some of his books. I always ended up frothing at the mouth after reading the newsletter. In one of the books I read (that I think he wrote) he was going off on how immoral and horrible popular music is and as an example he used "Hello, I love you" (don't know if that's the right title -- hello! I love you, won't you tell me your name"). He claimed this song was an indication that young people were running around declaring their love without ever knowing the other person's name. Because if they wrote a song about it then all the young people are doing it.
There was another book I read (by a different "christian" author) that I ended up throwing across the room. It was book geared towards teenagers/young adults and the author was rather proudly writing about a time when his teenage daughter came to him about some problem and he laughed in her face. Unfortunatly I can't remember the exact situation but the attitude was definitly one of teenagers are melodramatic and stupid.
I feel so horrible for the mouse because sticky traps are evil.
yes, they are. I had them in my old place, and the mouse got his feet stuck, and while trying to get unstuck, fell over so that his face was stuck to the trap. ugh. I threw it out, but always felt guilty about it.