So far today I have rassled my chair into the house, walked two miles, made some bread, set up my keyboard, discovered I only hit the space bar with my right thumb, and have grown VERY IMPATIENT in the waiting for my monitor arm because this is gonna be SO COOL. Nrf. It’s beautiful out, and 24 degrees, which is certainly warm enough to walk, but there’s also a lot of wind blowing, which means it is very likely colder than a titch’s wit out there. Nrf. I guess I’ll…
Author: mizkit
silly jai
Jai, when I met her for coffee, said, “My God! You look just like Jennifer Garner!” I have the coolest friends. :) Ted and I cleaned most of the kitchen counter off. Then Ted cleaned his entire desk and the computer closet and I’m working on my desk, after which I will remove most of the remaining mess on the kitchen counter to my desk. :P But then I can go through everything and sort out the reciepts for tax stuff, at least. Ted also wiped one of the random…
haircuts & missed opportunities
Getting layers cut into my hair does not make me look like Jennifer Garner. I don’t hate it any more than I did before. I don’t like it any more either, but I’ll give it a few days and see what I think. Mostly what I think right now is that the shortest layer, which still seems to be a bit angled and is jaw-length, is a lot better than the longer stuff under it. I’m just not any good at growing my hair long, am I? We did find…
1890s campaign
During the midst of last night’s gaming, after we’d defeated a fire spirit (with, I later discovered, a great deal of help from the GM: at least 3 of our characters should have died, which actually came as something of a relief to me, because I couldn’t believe we’d defeated it so easily!), Jean was saying to Arthur, “Maybe we could use one of those things to power your steam-engine ideas instead of using coal.” To which Arthur replied, “Ah, yes, you’re suggesting an infernal combustion engine!” We actually stopped…
Challenger
There’ve been a lot of these sorts of posts around today, on my friendslist and whatnot. I was in our orange Datsun on my way to school. Dad was driving (he worked at the high school that’s right across from the junior high) and we were most of the way through town, listening to the news on the radio when it was reported that the Challenger had just exploded on take-off. I almost couldn’t breath. Today, nineteen years later, I still get the same gut-wrenching feeling of shock and disbelief.…