Thank god I'm not the only one. The google frustration. It burns.
I'm all for innovation and shit, but choice is a great thing too.
Not for nothing, I've been googling since before googling was cool. Rot their hides for harshing my buzz.
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
Thank god I'm not the only one. The google frustration. It burns.
I'm all for innovation and shit, but choice is a great thing too.
Not for nothing, I've been googling since before googling was cool. Rot their hides for harshing my buzz.
OMG, I am so Daniel in my iGoogle frustration!
Seriously, I had to go back to classic in protest.
OMG, I am so Daniel in my iGoogle frustration!
Seriously, I had to go back to classic in protest.
I had to go to Canada: [link]
ETA: Vive la résistance!
ETA: Vive le résistance!
Indeed!
I am worrying about the lack of heat at Daniel and Windsparrow's.
Sending climate bits from the Middle East. Yes, it is yet another sunny day...
Seems unfair that I'm contemplating turning on the a/c at 2am and Daniel & WS have no heat! Can't we just transfer the heat magically? I wonder if MM's machine can do that too.
So I found out why all the NY side of my family forgot my birthday. Seems they relied on information from my Aunt, who gave address and phone number that were no where close to mine. The nearest I can guess is that she typed into the white pages (initial initial) (last name), which is what I socially go by, and got some Benjamin (my last name) living a few miles away, whose house appears to be up for sale, according to the web. Mind you, I've told them that I have no land line service, no local phone number, just my old cell number, so White Pages, which is phone company based, is useless. Ooops. Dad is jumping for joy that he has something to hang over his big sister. Gee, I wonder why mom divorced him. Shocker. 63 year old man acting like a 7 year old.
Omnis, I'm sorry about your family getting your info mixed up. But, yeah, your dad could use a little clue, couldn't he?
I am worrying about the lack of heat at Daniel and Windsparrow's.
Not to worry. We are not suffering. It's been a bit chilly outside, but the only reason we turned the furnace on was because I'm a bit of a wimp. When we realized that the furnace potentially needed professional attention, I told Daniel it would be no problem to wait until Monday. I have my electric blanket on the bed, and two cats to keep me tucked in. We have space heaters, but have not even gotten them out yet. Daniel made brownies for me, and having the oven on made the house pretty comfortable.
If the furnace needs repair, at least we found out about it before a cold snap when it could not wait.
Why oh why did a bee just decided to come and die on my desk?
I'm fucking terrified of them. Or any bugs. Or any bugs with wings.
I left the room and have no idea where it is now, and I have way to many papers and mess on my desk for it too hide under.
Meh.
And in the meanwhile: grandfather's situation, as presumed, is getting worse. Now the doctors think the cancer got to his lungs. As I said before, they already cut half of his cancer meds out since he was hospitalized because that didn't made him feel well.
Gonna visit him tomorrow with the family.
Joy.