I "learned" BASIC in high school. I graduated in '85, so there was none of this PC frippery. In college we learned to program a cyber robot. Its name was Karel. The instructor always said, "Karl," which bugged, because I was a Buffista, even back then. Despite the information at that link, I don't think Karel had anything to do with Java back then. I'm pretty sure those were the days in which java was still only a schmanzy word for coffee.

I learned what BASIC I knew on an Atari 2600. My high school definitely did not have computers, though I think my middle school had TRS-80s.

Laura, your hair is indeed gorgeous!

I've had a computer forever because my handwriting has always been illedgible, but I didn't have the internet until a few years after high school.

IOmemeN, my allergies kicked in early this year. Thanks goodness for benadryl, nasal spray, tea, and coffee.

Laura, I'm hoping to drop a bunch of things in the mail tomorrow, so I'll do it then. Sox! You'll be getting a package soon too. Sorry about the tardiness.

Ok. I'm off to my meeting. I'm actually feeling a bit more confident right now. Hopefully it will stick.

I seriously only wash my hair once or twice a week, and I run 4-6 times a week (and sweat a lot during said runs). Most of the time, I just rinse my hair with water. It helps a lot.

Ahahaha! I was JUST thinking about a previous iteration of this Bitches conversation in the shower this morning.

I know I should stop shampooing as much, but my hair looks funky when I don't.

Laura, that is a gorgeous color!

I hope your meeting goes better than you could imagine, vw.

I need a little encouragement. I'm having a bit of a tough morning. ND left for another three weeks, and I'm facing all the normal stresses of teaching and the remaining 51 narrative comments I've yet to write. I know that I can do this, but I'm having a hard time getting started.

Someone tell me something happy to inspire me?

Someone tell me something happy to inspire me?

Um, I've been having surreal, funny dreams while on painkillers?

I looked like a demented chipmunk most of this week?

Okay, so not happy so much as giggle-worthy, but still.

I suck at inspirational, but you can do it, Kristin.

I am having a really bad week. Can someone come over here and hug the stuffing out of me?

First of all, there was the co-worker dying. And our stock price seems to be dipping lower rather than climbing back up.

Yesterday, my Comcast e-mail broke. Like, I wasn't getting any of my mail, and I couldn't send anything either. I didn't even know it was broken until I tried to send something. For all I know, Cindy never received a birthday e-mail from me. I used the LiveChat feature, and the woman was able to get it working somehow...for about an hour and a half, after which it was broken again, and the man I got this time had no idea what was wrong. He put in a trouble ticket for me, but meanwhile, I was missing who knows how many e-mails.

So I was distraught when I went to pick up my car from the shop (and this was one of the few things that has gone well), and when I tried to find a spot in the BART parking lot (to find a BART cop), I nearly hit someone.

When I got home, I called Comcast and tried to talk to a person, and he had no idea what was going on either, since their servers seemed to be fine. Meanwhile, I had noticed that my computer seemed to be acting up again; I thought I had gotten rid of a potential virus, but not so much. I wondered whether whatever was fucking with my computer had fucked up my e-mail account somehow.

I didn't even eat dinner. I couldn't muster up the energy to do anything but lie on the couch and watch anime and cartoons. I ran two virus scans, and both of them said I didn't have a virus, so I have no fucking clue what's causing my computer problems, especially since I'm pretty damn sure it's caused by the illegal ZoomPlayer I installed a couple weeks ago. I don't deal well with computer problems at all, and now I had non-functional e-mail on top of my other concerns.

I slept at like 10:00 because I didn't want to be awake anymore.

This morning, I tried to see if I could Gmail to download to Outlook Express, and it still wouldn't work, and I have no idea why. It would make a fine secondary e-mail if I knew I could archive it. Then I went down to the courthouse to take care of my ticket, and I had to pay for an hour of parking even though I only needed fifteen minutes. Then when I got to the counter...they hadn't received the ticket yet. My 30 days were almost up, and they hadn't even gotten the ticket? I was supposed to check back in 2-4 weeks? What the fuck is that shit? I did my fucking duty, and they can't be arsed to do theirs?

And then, on the way to work, some woman tried to make a left turn right in front of me, and I came this close to hitting her.

Oh, it looks like I got my Comcast mail to successfully forward to Gmail, so at least I can see what I'm missing from now on, even if I can't save it. I have no idea how much I've already missed, though.

I wish I had a magic wand.

Someone tell me something happy to inspire me?

I have a callback for 'Tis Pity She's A Whore in Bezerkely on Saturday. The location poses its own problems, but hey! Callback!