...Occasionally getting a piece of software to work, so I don't feel like an idiot.

Boo-yah.

What really hurts me is how much trouble I seem to have even uploading Youtube videos and crap.  It cannot be hard, obviously, because utter idiots can do it, and do.

This is one of those weirdie posts that people make on their LJs sometimes.  I am sorry.

Did you ever have that experience where you look up at yourself in the mirror and suddenly become keenly aware of your own existence?  It's like looking at somebody you've never seen before and realizing that's you, and you suddenly feel totally responsible for ( Read more... )

The Giants are in the World Series btw loooool

I never care about baseball all the rest of the year.  Like the Olympics.  I forget there's such a thing as Olympics in odd-numbered years, then I leave the tv on for two solid weeks.

Hnnnng five hours of sleep last night.  Why do I jerk awake only on the mornings when I can sleep in?  That doesn't happen on school days ( Read more... )

Either somebody is secretly using my toothpaste, or else it is redistributing itself from the top of the tube back to the bottom while I'm sleeping.

I'm not sure possibility causes me more concern.

It took me two hours to get to school this morning (as opposed to the usual 50 minutes) because the roads were so bad.

I got my first Daily Deviation on dA today, too.

So it was a nice day.

(I hate that saying "first" makes it sound like I expect more, but it needs to be in there so it's clear how excited I am.  Also, it's 2/10/2010, which makes it ( Read more... )

Here's what just occurred to me ( Read more... )

Okay, so maybe it isn't just me, either.  But let's say I have, for some inscrutable reason, spent my evening reading about something morbid or other (as you do) - death and disaster and lousy dental hygiene or whatevertheheck have you.

I will, without fail, look up at, say, eleven pm or so and think to myself, gee - I had better do something else ( Read more... )

Maaan, hot chocolate is an art. You gotta get it hot, but not so hot that you burn your tongue, yet hot enough that it doesn't go all lukewarm when you add creamer or milk to it, which will break your heart ( Read more... )

Attention, dude-in-this-episode-of-Suspense-I-was-listening-to.

Note to self: choosing to murder your lover's scientist husband on the one evening you've both taken a sample of his telepathy-inducing chemical is kind of not a terrific idea.