I made heart-shaped strawberry cake truffles today for a little valentine dance soiree we're attending this evening ( Read more... )

I killed Aidan. I killed Aidan because I can't turn my head to the right ( Read more... )

My friend, the man who's always been there for me in my moment of need...

Aiden, the super sexy, sleek HP laptop, is dead. *wails*

A moment of silence for a fallen comrade, please.

My AVG thingy on my laptop has been running a test for 50 minutes on what it says is a Trojan Horse, which sounds ominous and potentially dangerous.

Any thoughts on what I should do? *is scared for Aidan*

Also, where the crap did I put the suitcases? Seriously. I've looked for 30 minutes. Where are they?

And lastly,

HAPPY BIRTHDAY
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Most things.  Okay, some.  Fine, ONE.

Aidan (the sexy laptop) is here.  HAH!  Nolan and BIL went for a beer, and everyone else is asleep.  Have been able to play!  Hooray!

I did read half of The Sweet Far Thing by Libba Bray on the trip up, as well as work on a new chapter for Marrying Pansy Parkinson.  I even looked at Strength, Chance or Fate.  I ( Read more... )

 Thank you Jane; Aidan the magnificent laptop got a spray of cafe au lait this morning.

Many of you know about my experiences with dolphins.  I'm not a fan.  Pehaps you remember.  It's a bit painful to talk about.  *snort*

Then my sweet and precious (and snarky, wicked and wonderful) friend 
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