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chestnutcurlsFor some reason my friends list is scrolling horizontally. I don't see any big pictures or anything, so I don't know what's causing it. In the meantime I have to scroll back and forth for every sentence. It is very annoying.
To borrow a Jessica device, I am Typey Typerson today. I can thank God and my ergonomic keyboard for my complete lack of wrist pain. Yay! I have had zero pain since I got this keyboard. This morning a sort-of co-worker saw it and demanded to know when I had gotten it and why. Now she's getting one too, even though she doesn't have tendonitis or anything. She also demanded to know why my boss wasn't here today, even though she does not deal directly with her in any way. No one expects the Spanish Inquisition.
Gandalf is being such a good cat, suddenly. The last time he was this nice was when we first brought him home as a tiny kitten. Since the tree incident, he has been affectionate and well-behaved. I'd think it was just a ploy so he could cause more destruction later, but I don't see that devious glint in his eyes anymore. It's weird, like an alternate-universe Folgers commercial. We have switched Brenda's regular cat with a much sweeter, calmer cat. Let's see if she notices.
I am still working on a rehaul of my website, which will not look any more professional than my current website because I can't do tables or anything remotely fancy. But at least it'll have different colors, different graphics, and better content (most of this time has been spent adding to my quotes database). It would be nice if I could get it up before the end of the year, but who am I kidding? I'm currently working on three assignment-and-assumptions of hotels by myself. That means nothing to you, but trust me, it's a lot.
Evan took me to lunch today. I love to be with him, even if I'm just sitting there watching him program numbers into his new phone. :)
Christmas cards take a very, very long time to write. I finally accepted that I am old enough to send my own cards to family, which means about 25 more cards than before. If I only send to certain relatives, other relatives will find out and get huffy. Sometimes I envy people with small extended families. :P The postage is going to kill me. I like to make sure I include a little message with each one, so it takes me a lot longer than most people. Evan is baffled as to why I do this at all. Do most guys think Christmas cards are stupid?
To borrow a Jessica device, I am Typey Typerson today. I can thank God and my ergonomic keyboard for my complete lack of wrist pain. Yay! I have had zero pain since I got this keyboard. This morning a sort-of co-worker saw it and demanded to know when I had gotten it and why. Now she's getting one too, even though she doesn't have tendonitis or anything. She also demanded to know why my boss wasn't here today, even though she does not deal directly with her in any way. No one expects the Spanish Inquisition.
Gandalf is being such a good cat, suddenly. The last time he was this nice was when we first brought him home as a tiny kitten. Since the tree incident, he has been affectionate and well-behaved. I'd think it was just a ploy so he could cause more destruction later, but I don't see that devious glint in his eyes anymore. It's weird, like an alternate-universe Folgers commercial. We have switched Brenda's regular cat with a much sweeter, calmer cat. Let's see if she notices.
I am still working on a rehaul of my website, which will not look any more professional than my current website because I can't do tables or anything remotely fancy. But at least it'll have different colors, different graphics, and better content (most of this time has been spent adding to my quotes database). It would be nice if I could get it up before the end of the year, but who am I kidding? I'm currently working on three assignment-and-assumptions of hotels by myself. That means nothing to you, but trust me, it's a lot.
Evan took me to lunch today. I love to be with him, even if I'm just sitting there watching him program numbers into his new phone. :)
Christmas cards take a very, very long time to write. I finally accepted that I am old enough to send my own cards to family, which means about 25 more cards than before. If I only send to certain relatives, other relatives will find out and get huffy. Sometimes I envy people with small extended families. :P The postage is going to kill me. I like to make sure I include a little message with each one, so it takes me a lot longer than most people. Evan is baffled as to why I do this at all. Do most guys think Christmas cards are stupid?
