...you're writing an e-mail and you hit enter and wonder why in the hell the damn thing isn't sending...

*face palms*

For those of you playing along with the saga of the big ass scary truck and its missing name, it appears that "Darth VROOOM" is edging out the competition - with Silent Bob running a close second. (Although, the fangirl in me feels compelled to point out that the Winchesters - when combined into one fighting force - are Silent Bob's statistical ( Read more... )

Apparently, I shouldn't make icons on Ultracet. I spent five minutes giggling like an idiot and then masahide saw what I made.

Him: Oh, Jennifer, Jennifer, Jennifer.

Me: Nerf rocket launchers rock!

...but that only helps if I can actually get to it.

( I need an exorcism.bat utility pronto )

I was very good today when buying a kosode (pretty pink fabric with floral motif, not at all obnoxious like the pink uchikake from hell) and refrained from giving a lecture on obi when asked if I needed one. I simply said, "Not particularly." The merchant decided that I needed one anyway, so we picked an obi from the bag.

( And why this was particularly good of me... )

The gloves are off with masahide.

( I guess I come by the love of snarky men quite naturally... )

You know, if I wanted to pick up a chick over the Internet, I probably wouldn't be responding to e-mails from someone named Brent or Joe or Robert. Just saying.

I haven't received much spam from interesting sources lately ( It was funny in my head... )

( Too bad, no bon appetit! )

Of all the relevant dates bouncing through my head right now, you'd think the most prominent would be my Sarbanes-Oxley deadlines. Or the SCA events on the two upcoming weekends. And the gaming we're doing when not at SCA events. But, oh no. My brain doesn't work that way. The one thing *I* keep stressing is the fact that masahide is getting dragged ( Read more... )