'The Message'
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.
Anyone care to give me an objective guage of exactly how ridiculously anal-retentive I'm being about this?
Please. I spent more hours that I care to admit using Google's SketchUp to draft a 3-D model of The Boy's house, his furniture, and my furniture, so that we can figure out where everything might fit.
Your floorplan map is much better labelled than my 3-D model. I *like* the labels.
Please. I spent more hours that I care to admit using Google's SketchUp to draft a 3-D model of The Boy's house, his furniture, and my furniture, so that we can figure out where everything might fit.
I've never used SketchUp. I wonder if you could make a 3-D model of your house and export it to some "first person shooter" game - that way you could practice slaughtering monsters in your house. You could learn things such as where blind spots and the best fields of fire are and whatnot.
I've never used SketchUp. I wonder if you could make a 3-D model of your house and export it to some "first person shooter" game - that way you could practice slaughtering monsters in your house. You could learn things such as where blind spots and the best fields of fire are and whatnot.
There are plenty of games that have level designing software. You could just make your house a level.
Nnrrgh. Programs are crashing on me as I'm finishing major updates, I have to do the stupid evil report which cuts me off from the internets while it's running, and now supervisor wants to schedule my annual review.
SUCK IT, Monday.
You could learn things such as where blind spots and the best fields of fire are and whatnot.
Um, you don't figure these sorts of things out in the first few weeks of living in a place? Or is that just Hubby and me? Not that we're expecting anything, no . . .
Unrelatedly (I think): How many playpen balls would it take to fill your apartment?
Online calculator thingie. Inspired by an xkcd comic (reproduced here).
So far, I've taken care of ordering repairs to our phone line (AT&T), registering and logging onto our new email accounts (Charter Communications), had movers come and take away the large pile of cardboard boxes in the garage from the move, filled out our Atlltel Wireless rebates, packed our old mobile phones to ship to a friend, and called the speech therapy place and school district regarding Owen's evaluations.
All while juggling two, snotty, sick toddlers.
Monday is my BITCH.
Okay, annual review isn't going to be today, which is good because at this point I'd probably just put my head down on the conference table and try not to cry.
I need a nap. And food.
Woo hoo! I was one of four winners in my office baby pool for our coworker! I won $5.50.