Holy christ, Tom.
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Share my pain! The keyboard in question.
That keyboard made me want to barf. I mean, my stomach actually lurched.
Note to self: clean keyboard today.
I'm so over Lost. I watched it last night instead of VM and regret that now. It's 50 minutes of stuff I don't care about and then in the last 5 minutes they try to grab you again to bring you back for next week.
I have to take both of my dogs to the vet this morning. I was at the vet yesterday with Toby (and Ellie), but the vet herself wasn't there so we have to go back. I never used to get why moms with small babies hated to leave during nap time. I was all "Just wake the baby up. It's not like she has anything big going on today." I have changed my tune. Not only does missed nap = cranky baby, but it means that *my* free time for the day is gone.
Thanks for the advice, Cindy. You are right - both Joe and I tend to naturally let me do most of the baby care. Maybe I can leave her with him for a bit this weekend. She does better if it's not late afternoon, so that might be a good option.
I'm amazed that the dude continued to type on it for that long. I mean, where exactly is the tipping point between "I'm spending hours putting my hands all over nasty reeking slime" and "time to call the help desk"?
Keyboard -- ick.
It was when someone else had to type something at his desk, and refused to do so.
"time to call the help desk"?
And I'm wondering -- why call the help desk? Clean it your damn self.
It's not like I take my car to Toyota when it gets dirty, and demand that they wash it. *I* got it dirty, *I* clean it (or pay to have it cleaned) (or don't clean it at all, which is the simplest solution).
I am now trying really really hard not to imagine that guy's house. Because I'm no neat freak, but that is NAST.
WTF? Was he trying to pass this off as some kind of bizarre accident?
Apparently he'd been trying to clean his laptop keyboard, and it didn't end well.
My favorite people were the ones who claimed their house had been struck by lightning and zotzed the laptop, and when we got them in, the laptops had tire tread marks.
It was when someone else had to type something at his desk, and refused to do so.
OMG.
We had public computers in the caf. I had to use one once, and while not that bad, it was pretty gross. I was grateful for fake nails, because I could avoid touching the keys.