I’m no longer a moron. I sacrificed a little flexibility to get my archive looking right. But damn if relative style sheets will be the death of me.
Unless you’re over 60, no one should be. I got home from hanging out with Kelli, Adam and Joan at 1:15 and immediately fell into bed. I woke up just now with my nose and toes almost frozen off. Which means our furnace just got turned back on for the winter. It smells kind of “old”. But it sucks because the thermostat is in the living room (which is the sunniest and warm room in the house) leaving the bedrooms and bathroom to be continuously cold. And another thing. If you work 3rd shift and live on the first floor under someone who probably doesn’t, (you know this because you’ve lived here for over a year) don’t play your f*cking music so loud at 5:30a. I can’t sleep in my bed because I don’t share the same schedule with aforementioned neighbor. I can’t sleep in Kurt’s bed cuz his room is an ice cube and I can’t sleep on the couch because there’s a Kurt there.
Only after an hour or so of set-up and config, Moveable Type is powering this here baby. Have I mentioned that I desperately need some girl scouts to come over and wash my car for $5? It’s filthy, inside and out. George came over and we got the A/C out of the window. We won’t be using it again next year cuz it’s old and not energy-efficient. It’s sitting up in the attic if any big strong boys want to come over and take it. Free.
SO! This f-ing thing pops up at work while I’m trying to find pictures for a new haircut. I freaked out, closed all the windows, cleared my cache and history, and rebooted my machine.. all the while my heart is racing and my face is turning red. So yea, there might have been some links to porno sites on the pages with girls and their short hair, but hell, I wasn’t looking at that! So I get home and “reproduce the problem” and see that I freaked out over some lame program that cleans off your hard drive so your “boss, family, mom, dad, husband, wife” doesn’t know what you’ve been looking at. When did we all of a sudden get so untrustworthy? Who the f*ck cares what I look at on my computer? At least it’s not porn!
So, yea.. I’m staying home from work today. I can’t really afford it, but I wasn’t feeling well when I woke up. I’m actually doing a lot better now. Some hot food is cooling for me and then I should be all rejuvenated. Another note, a site I actually spent time on today was Whats Her Face?
RUh-Roh Shaggy. Looks like the illness infesting my house isn’t confined here at all. I left work today at 1 to come home and sleep. Kurt’s still in bed, but that’s cuz he has to work tonight. I got all mentioned ‘n sh*t in my friend’s blog
Well, I did it. I said I would never do it again, but sometimes I don’t listen. I got an Acropolis salad (from the Glass Nickel) and ate it immediately preceding bedtime. The crazy dreams it gives me! I had to get up just because I was tired of dreaming! Sheesh. And you know what? They need an online menu.
Sites I find myself frequently visiting while at work: orisinal.com
So. It’s Monday. It was a cold one! I woke up at 6 and knew that if I went back to bed, there would be hell to pay once my alarm went off as scheduled. Yesterday, Rinky decided he’d give a go at jumping, and pulling himself over the “gate” that keeps them in my bedroom. We’re going to have to get a taller gate. I swear, he’s part monkey.