NOT FUNNY STELLA
Stella the laptop decided to GIVE ME A HEART ATTACK and black out THE ENTIRE RIGHT SIDE OF HER SCREEN. This isn't even where the problem area of wonky color is! I punched the power button in a panic--couldn't see enough of the screen to log in to shut down anyway--and then she was fine! Except! She didn't like the wifi! For a good half an hour! I AM GOING TO KEEL HER.
In good news, zagzagael gave me an AOO account, which is HERE, and I'll be spending the weekend (or the next week, i'm lazy) getting my fic all pretty and archived. :D *GLOMPS* Does anyone know how to do center html over there? It's completely fucked the Apocamix to hell and back.
In random news, this is day four of the South Beach diet (or as my dad likes to call it, the Sum Beech diet) and i have been so fucking good. No carbs at all. I've been cooking a lot, to the detriment of many (pepper corn steak--NEEDS LESS PEPPAR) but it's been...i won't say fun. But. Not awful. *stares at picked-out salad croutons* *cries*
In AWESOME NEWS, I'm going to see Bill Cosby tomorrow! \O/ BEEEELL! My dad taught us the entire Chicken Heart Story when we were kids because he learned it by heart listening to a battery powered record player he brought with him on the school bus. Don't believe me?
Click to viewTHE CHICKEN HEART WAS KEPT ALIIIIVE IN A LABORATORY, HALF BLOOD HALF SODIUM SOLICILATE!
ONE DAY, A CARELESS JANITOR KNOCKED THE VAT OVER. HE WENT TO GET A RAG TO CLEAN IT UP.
THE CHICKEN HEART GREW...SIX FOOT...FIIIIIVE INCHES. AND IN SEARCH. OF HUMAN. BLOOD.
lololololaaaaaaaaai'm so excited!