BEHOLD! My illustrious future!
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Newest piece of irritation: random advertising banners that, yes, TALK to you. On web pages with *no* other sound or video elements, so you're completely not expecting to hear a voice. "Hi, I'm some fruity git who's going to scare the living bejeezus out of you, in order to tell you about something that you don't even want!" ::stab::
Anyhoo, dinner was good, albeit very filling. Work was fine, too, and the key to the building actually decided to cooperate with me this time. ;p Alias was good. QAF was okay. Last week's was better, I think.
For those who might feel like coming out for it: Wushu Demo, Monday, 4:45pm, EMU Amphitheater! (and yes, I'll actually *be* there this time)
Speaking of wushu, I ordered myself some kung fu pants a couple days ago. Whee! I'll hopefully have them in time for practice on Friday, because lord knows I'm sick of my track pants slipping underneath my heels and making me fall on my butt, or having them tucked into my socks like a doofus while I'm at practice.
And, I'm off to bed. To do: call Spherion (*yet* again), get b/w printer cartridge, send faxes.
( Clicky! )
Newest piece of irritation: random advertising banners that, yes, TALK to you. On web pages with *no* other sound or video elements, so you're completely not expecting to hear a voice. "Hi, I'm some fruity git who's going to scare the living bejeezus out of you, in order to tell you about something that you don't even want!" ::stab::
Anyhoo, dinner was good, albeit very filling. Work was fine, too, and the key to the building actually decided to cooperate with me this time. ;p Alias was good. QAF was okay. Last week's was better, I think.
For those who might feel like coming out for it: Wushu Demo, Monday, 4:45pm, EMU Amphitheater! (and yes, I'll actually *be* there this time)
Speaking of wushu, I ordered myself some kung fu pants a couple days ago. Whee! I'll hopefully have them in time for practice on Friday, because lord knows I'm sick of my track pants slipping underneath my heels and making me fall on my butt, or having them tucked into my socks like a doofus while I'm at practice.
And, I'm off to bed. To do: call Spherion (*yet* again), get b/w printer cartridge, send faxes.