How much of a geek am I that I have my iBook lying on my bed, and that when I'm awake at 3:00 a.m. I think, "Well, since I'm awake I might as well see what's going on in Buffistaland"?
My Powerbook lives next to my bed, or at least within reach. I have always hated feeling alone at night and wireless has really gone a long way in relieving that.
Exactly.
Perhaps Ewan is just not old enough for Scarlett yet. . .
What non-octgenarian American uses the word "schoolboy" anyway?
t ::thwaps:: faux brit alert
Bwehhh! Bwehhh! BWEHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!
I think there may be something really wrong with me. It's sale time here (by law, apparently, Greek merchants can have sales only twice a year and this is one of those times), so pretty much everything in the city is 50% off. And I haven't been able to find anything I want to buy.
This could be serious.
Gah. It's Monday. Who let this happen?
Gah. It's Monday. Who let this happen?
I don't know, but I'm one short minute away from escaping the nightmare.
I'm one short minute away from escaping the nightmare
Stupid international-date-line-having echidna lover.
Reasons I am having a crappy morning:
1. Boss calls, lost, asks me to find address of office furniture store. I do. She disbelieves me. She calls another person to ask her to check the phone book. Gets same result. Other person reports that location Boss was thinking of closed 4 years ago. Note to boss: I can consult a phone book, thanks - we are all REFERENCE LIBRARIANS!
2. I receive email, dated Friday after 5pm, requesting departmental letterhead for a department I just began ordering supplies for. Requestor needs it "Monday morning." Note to person: I am not a miracle worker who can maginally summon weekend custom-print job elves. Also, I go home at 4:15. Get used to it.
3. Discover Father will be in same space-time location as me next weekend. I let him know my travel plans in June, just in case this would occur. How did I find out that he will be in the same place and time as me? Through my mother, the woman who divorced him 24 years ago. Note to father: now that I've finally gotten over you ignoring me my whole life, you've got to rub it in and ignore your completely innocent 2 year old only granddaughter? More brownie points for purgatory for you, fucko.
Stupid international-date-line-having echidna lover.
Dat's me, stoooopid. Truth will out.
Billy Idol grinned at me. Who wants to touch me?
Is there any answer other than 'Billy Idol' that actually interests you?