So I popped up my calendar to enter the times and they were already there. Gmail read my email and put them on the calender. Which was sort of both nice and creepy.
Dear NSA,
Stop that creeper shit!
'Get It Done'
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So I popped up my calendar to enter the times and they were already there. Gmail read my email and put them on the calender. Which was sort of both nice and creepy.
Dear NSA,
Stop that creeper shit!
Um, if they don't do it that means I have to. No thanks. Carry on, NSA!
My car's been complaining about needing an oil change and a new key fob battery, so I'm getting that done now before driving to Madison. It's nice not having to keep track of this stuff myself.
Good call on the car service, Jesse.
Work is a real pita today and all the people who could answer my questions are not here (either at all until next week, or until after lunch, I'm not sure which for a couple)
It's nice not having to keep track of this stuff myself.
The NSA is IN YOUR CAR.
Wow, wish my car let me know about my key fob, but then it would probably be a liar that lies. It lets me know about oil changes, but when it says I need one two weeks after I just had one, well, where's the trust in this relationship?
The NSA is IN YOUR CAR.
Pretty much. My car used to use my phone to automatically call in to Ford and report its condition. But I think that service expired.
At the moment I have two resumes out to jobs on the West Coast, and my DH has one in Sweden. Our constant stream of applications is one reason why we haven't renovated our house. I see our architect regularly and she thanks me all the time for the people I've steered her way -- including a huge reno going on across the street.
I wish the NSA would let me know our chances of getting any of these jobs, so I could plan my life. Then again, one of them probably wants my house, because there is nothing for sale in our town, and people are desperate to get into the school system, so they might lie.
The NSA , lie for personal gain? No way.
I brought in avocado egg salad for lunch, and my co-worker had extra guacamole so I am adding some of that. Doesn't suck.
Hey, it's raining! I think that means I should make sure to bring up the trash cans before the side yard turns to mud.