Nokia e70. I think the model is a year old, but I loves it. Symbian OS, flips open to a keyboard bigger than a Blackberry (although the screen is smaller), and is just generally nifty. I think I'm done with my Palm PDA. Well, as soon as I find a replacement app for encrypted password storage.
Mal ,'Our Mrs. Reynolds'
Natter 54: Right here, dammit.
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
Happy birthday, Sue!
Is it nap time yet? I feel like falling over.
Start making more pies! Live the dream!
I'd love to take some baking classes, but the Comm. College which has a cooking/baking program doesn't let you take individual courses unless you sign up for whole program.
I am so very grumpy today. I have the flu. I spent most of last night doubled over wishing I was vomiting. And now? I'm watching the kids. Turns out moms don't get sick days.
grrrr. Just a lower case "g" however because the kids are actually being pretty adorable. We've gone through two costume changes already, first it was princesses (she was Dora and he was, uh, Dora too I think), now they've moved on to babies in footie PJs. I predict at least one more costume change before dinner.
Is it nap time yet? I feel like falling over.
Ouise is me. Or vice versa.
Nap = excellent. And ain't happening any time soon.
I'm getting to the age where even normal drinking makes me depressed, exhausted and achy the next day. I had maybe three sakes last night and I can't stand the thought of living another day, let alone getting work done.
Some guy just tried to headhunt me on my work phone in my open-plan office while my supervisor was sitting less than five feet away. Ha ha what?
Bon, you're not alone.
3 drinks last night, and I think I could use a cave. We're not even talking hard/strong drinks.
Ouise, I've managed to push supper back to 6, so you won't be horribly late. We'll order appetizers and hopefully you arrive well ahead of the other food.