I ripped another shirt. This is ricockulous.
This time I was out. At lunch. Bent my arm to bring the drink to my lips and there it goes! Rips right across the elbow.
I really liked the shirt too. Lovely shade of purple.
Another one bites the dust.
Right now I feel sufficiently old that changing my name is not something I see doing. Or even, really, it coming up.
Not that I am old. I just feel that way.
Very lightheaded. Must lie down.
Wow, they've really sexied up the Incredible Hulk for the new era, huh? Shame about the clothes, though.
I think Eleanor Roosevelt was Eleanor Roosevelt Roosevelt (she and FDR were cousins. Also I think her first name wasn't Eleanor - maybe Anna?)
I learned XHTML today so now I finaly know what "nbsp" means.
I think Eleanor Roosevelt was Eleanor Roosevelt Roosevelt (she and FDR were cousins. Also I think her first name wasn't Eleanor - maybe Anna?)
Yep. She was born Anna Eleanor Roosevelt.
Just looked at the regional weather radar--looks like this storm is going to completely avoid the northern 'burbs up here! Considering I still haven't bought my boots for this year yet, I'm glad.
I also learned there are Unicode codes for Linear B! Unfortunately I could not get either IE or Firefox to render them, assuming I was using them right.
You need special fonts installed for Linear B.
OK, y'all, this is freaky. Sometime in the past hour, my pajama pants spontaneously deconstructed. Or something. Behind my knee, it's like someone pulled a thread (this is tshirt material) and it's just split from seam to seam. I have NO IDEA when or how this happened, except that they weren't like this when I put them on, and I haven't noticeably snagged anything. Freaky. Time for a trip to target. Damn, I liked these lounge pants.
I've come to the end of the internet, my pants exploded, Grey's Anatomy is preempted, CSI is a rerun so I'm watching NOVA. On dogs. Tonight is weird.