A friend called me at 10 to 9 this morning. "Did I wake you?" "No." "Oh, you're up early!"

Dude...so you thought you would wake me?

Not that it's a big deal. All I have to do today is jobhunt, and why not get an early start. Just weird to go into a call with that assumption.

I installed an app on my Powerbook last night so I could send SMS messages from it, instead of T9ing on the phone itself (which is pretty good, but there's a keyboard right there, so why not use it? The app also has a caller ID function, so when the phone rang this morning I looked over at the laptop screen to see why it wasn't asleep, and it had her name and phone # writ huge across the screen.

Cool. Weird, but cool. Shame you can only have on bluetooth connection at a time--it's either this app or the headset.

My mother (no, really, she did) had a dream that she was having an affair with Bill Clinton; they were at a party being all sneaky with the stolen glances and all. Which is hilarious, because she's not a Clinton fan... at all.

Me - I graduated high school in 1985. Enuf said.

high-fives Suzi

and Cindy

and AmyLiz!

I graduated high school in 1985. Enuf said.

My sister!

Man, you guys are old.

Oh, we're a quartet!

We're a triumvirate, troika, or possibly the triptych.

We have to add JenP -- it's a quartet, baby!

Do I need to remind you how old I was in 1985?

I was in 5th grade in 1985!!

Hey! Where's my dream-Clinton? Unfair!

It's true, ita. We've got at least two years on you, and we're all North American natives, which is how we knew Journey wasn't ever a hair band.