now say hi ...
you know... I take the whole geek thing very for granted. My dad often asks, as I hover over one of their computers, splayed out on the floor... adding some new component... "what do regular people do?" ... as in... people for whom this whole geek thing is total Greek... (woah... "Greek geek" that deserves a "Ola" dude). Big companies like IBM, Microsoft, Dell, etc... should all pay into a fund to support small home based call-center-like local and highly generalized help desks. The pay out could be nominal based on call records... and they (the call takers) could become defacto dispatchers for all the computer service centers operated locally.... I dunno... it's just amazing that so many people drop their $2000 on a computer... use it like fiends for two years... and then end up buying a new one because the old one is all fubar... ya know?
wearing
~ gray ftls...
~ ok... stupid blue socks and black shoes... with GASP beige p-z jeans.
~ black... once jet black mind you... t-shirt with a fake silk... therefore some kind of chemical created in a lab... shirt that is a) very static-ee and b) really comfy - when it's not STUCK TO MY ARMS.
~ yeah, look, I'm really sorry about the sox (hahahaa)
planning
~ a big effort to get an embedded power point presentation to look good and work within the notion of this spreadsheet from hell thing...
~ write about Survivor at lunch...
~ watch a big bag full of money fly out the window as we book our family vacation to PEI for later this summer...
wishing
~ to send out great big bags of love to my friend... my Sugar-Shack...
nbbmom ("If you call me sugar-shack... you are Corto and I am Kympossibly-beautiful)~ that all will eventually be well with
lunaobrien and her dead computer... :D Miss you sugar... :D~ I know I rave about her a lot... but jeez...
amyaustin is pure, refined sugar... ~ that miss snazzy, and that's "snazzy" with a loaded gun baybeee...
kitiara has a safe and wonderful journey tomorrow... Montana... and the future... scarey combo that... :DWho's real? You sure... how'd ya know?
When are all'ya'all gonna realize that this who's-real-who's-not-real thing is a cycle...
it's come around before... and it'll come around again.
No matter what ya do... there will be fakers...
It's admirable to want to sort our your own list, and, of course, yer entitled...
but use an even hand because you give them (the fakers) too much power if you end up running scared... mmmk.
By the way... I'm really a 14 year old black girl living in a crack house in Detroit's motor city... and you are all my sucka's...