I figured more lighters was a more effective short term solution for keeping Jesse alive.

OK, so I have this silly putty that was conference swag (GLAST, if anyone is curious who'd give out silly putty. Which, seriously, for this audience? Is almost perfect.) Mister Kitty just tried to EAT it. Um. No. This cat would be a garbage disposal if I let him. When I'm eating dinner, I chase him with the balance ball to keep him off the table. And oh, he knows it. The looks I get.

msbelle, check the password protected file for the password file. Um, not like I've ever done anything like that before. Newp.

I cannot get my wireless to talk to the TIVO. I am having to do set-up via phone line.

I figured out the password, but still, I know I started a document somewhere with them all written down.

oh, and Jesse should quit smoking (and sara too).

others too, but thems are the ones that are here now.

Ok, I just noticed the name of the posthole digger/drill tractor outside my apartment (they are putting in new lamps): Vermeer. This amuses me.

eta: phht. You know what happens when I'm told what to do. It's childish of me.

I only smoke OPCs or JHCs.

Also, I was feeling sorry for myself for having to stay all night writing a patent opinion while trying to avoid working on another all-night filing, then I got an email for a guy who had a vacation scheduled this week, got stopped at the border because his passport was expired, and is here now working all night on this filing. Poor dude!

OK, that guy's life REALLY sucks.

I cannot get my wireless to talk to the TIVO.

I had the same problem. Or the same symptom. It turned out the TIVO was making a DHCP request to my router, my router was replying with an IP address, but the TIVO claimed it didn't get it. I had to set the router and TIVO to use a static IP address for the TIVO.

sara should NOT look for a place to buy or a new job, nope and she shouldn't even consider a move to the barely climately different NYC area. Especially not the neighborhoody area I live. nope.

msbelle is right.

Completely unrelatedly, I'm here trying to distract myself from the pain by going through all my open browser tabs and doing something about them...when I notice that Perv Mart rates all of its stuff from Sensual through to Extreme. I'm glad I can still be surprised.

msbelle is adorkable. as is ita. And I'm really not allowed to move further north. I really hate winter that much and barely survive this version. And NYC kinda is too much for me with that involved (I used to say no huge cities. But then LA got me and was weirdly attractive.) I'd have to give up CARS. And aimless drives to the boonies not 30 minutes away that are the antithesis of NYC. But I do wish it were a twenty minute drive to visit.

ita, I'm wishing you no more pain, no matter how ridic that might be. You can keep the chosen pain, but the other needs to go.