A friend of mine messaged me tonight - he had this log of an instant messenger conversation from May of ‘05:
me: I just had a dream about you
me: you had kidnapped my husband and were driving a hay ride around my neighborhood
me: and I couldn’t tell whether you were your right age or 12
me: you [...]
Not 5 minutes after I told Varin there was no sign of him, the lizard leapt out majestically from behind the television and landed with a royal plop on the DVD for The King and I - a reptilian Yul Brynner. This time I got smart and grabbed a jar to nab him in. [...]
One minute after taking this picture, the damned thing ran across the floor and up my chair, where it is currently lurking among the recliner parts.
My helpful husband said, “It’s gonna crawl in your butt.”
Last week I found out that my usually very dependable for-pay email forwarding address wasn’t delivering any of the emails that my daughter’s teacher was sending me. She mentioned a newsletter at our parent teacher conference, and I was all, “Whaaaaa? Newsletter?”
Then earlier tonight I realized that none of the email to my [...]
I finished my presentation for school yesterday, which I had been waiting on before upgrading to Leopard. Got out the disk earlier today, popped it in the ol’ Macbook Pro, and… *whir* *whir* *whir?* *whir.*
Damn thing won’t spin up.
Tried it in the 17″ Powerbook. Worked fine.
I was having problems with this drive the [...]
Hubby is not impressed. He claims he doesn’t need his hands to do this.
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Actually my CT scan showed that I have both diverticulitis and a kidney stone, but the...
