you weren't doing those in high school though
I was. Online by 1981 I think. It was at a whopping 300 baud. Mostly local BBS systems though.
Same here.
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you weren't doing those in high school though
I was. Online by 1981 I think. It was at a whopping 300 baud. Mostly local BBS systems though.
Same here.
Ohhh..... fine. Although I don't remember you being all about the computer in high school, mister. Were you on m-net then?
Ah, 300 baud. Back when you typed and had to wait for the BBS post to catch up with you.
I am a ball of nerves today and wish I could just go crawl in a cave and never come out.
vw, I hope your meeting goes well today. You've had to do the department's thinking for them, and I'm sorry for it.
Oh yeah. Back when usenet was uphill both ways.
vw, I hope your meeting goes well today. You've had to do the department's thinking for them, and I'm sorry for it.
Thanks, you. I just read over the statement again, and I feel pretty good about it. I see my therapist before heading over to campus, so that will be good. I just hope I'm doing the right thing. And, I very selfishly hope that this does not hinder my academic career in any way--though, my thesis adviser now knows about the situation and supports my actions. So, at least that's something.
Ohhh..... fine. Although I don't remember you being all about the computer in high school, mister. Were you on m-net then?
Yep. I forget what my username was back then. Probably "batman" if it was available.
And, thinking about it, it wasn't as early as '81. But definitely '85.
Emily, how are you feeling?
I am a ball of nerves today and wish I could just go crawl in a cave and never come out.
You just have to a few things, and then you can crawl into a cave (or, y'know, bed) and never come out (except for food and tomorrow). Good luck with the unpleasantness, in any case.
Is it weird that when DH is away, I pile some stuff in front of the bedroom door so that if anyone opens it while I'm asleep, the clattering will wake me up?
Back when usenet was uphill both ways.
Barefoot, in the snow?
I should be cleaning, so that I can go shopping, as I couldn't last night, because of the weather (which has blessed me with a snow day, so I can't complain too much). Especially since there's a good chance I'll have a lunch date at 11:30. Which means that if I'm going to have anything like breakfast, I should do it now.
This externalized internal monologue brought to you by "Wintry Mix", for when one kind of precipitation just isn't enough.