how fast can you type? i mean, accounting for errors (typos, versus suckage in the spelling department) I'm like at 124 words per minute.
that's some crazy clickety clackety sound when I get going. :)
I feel a wee bit better... it's (the cold) somewhere in my chest... feels heavy when I breath... but it's less in my head. :)
Oh... and TMI'ish as this may be... there was this nirvana moment this 'aft when I honked to blow my nose into a nice soft kleenex and ...
the rock of gibraltar shot outta my head. wow... talk about a sudden moment of relief. :)
and yes... I opened up the kleenex to look at it.
and be quiet... you would too.
It's like taking a crap... who... oh who... can honestly say they don't get up, and turn around and look at the moments leavings?
Yeah, I know... gross... and I used to labour under the impression that only guys would say
"woah... hey... come look at this...." then I got married.
I was sure getting bummed looking at stuff about kitchens... and the a coworker pointed me to some UK web sites of designers and wowza...
what a difference an ocean makes...
And then a sweet friend (hi sugar!! :D) pointed me a snaz-machine that lives in NY and ... boy can she cook.
A designer that inspires me... and doesn't live in england... cool beans.
So... bottom line... I'm all excited about the project again. :)
Today has been brought to you by the letter W
and by the number 11