I hate computer frustration as well. It sucks. But happy that is is cured!

Last night, after I dreamt about Patrick Stump and Faith (from Buffy) and woke up to post about it in my livejournal, I dreamt about a time-traveling murderer wearing a joker mask. The interesting thing was that each time the murder didn't go as planned, he went back in time, but so did all the other people. This also involved a getaway car with no driver, that was steered basically by ramming it into things. And then when he time traveled into the 50's no one told him that the expressway wasn't completed, so he drove into the lake.

Actually, Bayistas, I need a rec for a pedi. My toes are in wretched shape and I'd like them to look purdy by Thursday when the cocktail party rounds start.

I'm so glad some sort of solution was found.

Thanks, Shir and Jesse [Edit: and Sophia]. And it's complete with I'm-not-insane, so that's a definite plus.

nothing more frustrating than computer frustration!

Computer frustration when you have a deadline in 3 days.

(I should change my user name to "whiny", huh? Snow White didn't have that as one of the dwarfs, right?)

I dreamt that I ran into my first love on the street with his wife and child, and he pulled me aside and said, "I still love you." which is when I woke up. Muy disturbing.

I dreamt that Orson Welles was a Vince Lombardi type leader of some project I was working on. He was quite forceful and charismatic, but all I could think was. Hey! It's Orson Welles!

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I never remember my dreams

But I love reading about other people's dreams. So thank you.

(I should change my user name to "whiny", huh? Snow White didn't have that as one of the dwarfs, right?)

I usually find myself to be whiny when I am three other dwarfs: Grumpy, Sleepy, and Dopey.

For some reason Christian Bale was in my dream last night, and not in the sort of busy-making-out-with-me role I would have liked. I think my mom had gotten a part-time job as an assistant to him and was stressed over dealing with all the press hoopla.

whiny when I am three other dwarfs: Grumpy, Sleepy, and Dopey.

OK, I just wanted to say that I'm a linear combination of dwarfs. With different weights attached to each dwarf differing according to the different hours of the day and night, amounts of chocolate, hours of sleep, people in the room demanding my attention, and things I just-remembered-I-should-have-done-but-didn't.

Then I wanted to draw the figure representing that. And find the proper references. Sigh.

Mac chose to cash in his reading bucks today (he gets one for each book he reads this summer) and come to the giant B&N to look for a new book. So far it seems he is only looking at things he cannot read or that are actvity rather than reading books. I have been asked to "please go away" so I've grabbed a latte and am hanging out in the children's reading area. I am the creepy adult without child here.