This is odd. I registered for a conference, and there were two email notifications -- the first to confirm that my registration was in the system, and then the second to confirm that it had been processed. The first one had my name spelled right, the way I typed it in, but the second one had my name spelled wrong.
I do conference registration at a university, and I am guessing that they don't have a fully automated system. That is, the first email is automatically generated with the information you provided, but "processed" means that someone printed it out and then typed it in to a list. Which is when they changed the spelling of your name.
My least favorite thing was having to talk about baseball any time I told anyone I was from MA.
Heh - my parents will shamelessly go to Cyclones games with me in full Red Sox regalia. They're rarely the only ones there.
(I don't follow baseball at all, but I do enjoy watching people play it. Minor league games 20 minutes from my house? Perfection.)
I'm currently looking for the magical storage box that will solve my cable box problem -- I want to have it on the mantle, but it's a little too big. But putting it on top of the perfect size (and also attractive) box/drawer/thingy will fix it. I have looked at Crate & Barrel, Pottery Barn, Restoration Hardware, Ikea, Container Store with no luck. (The Container Store might have worked, except it turns out there isn't one I can get to.) Where else to look?
Now I need to do work. Stupid work!
Heh - my parents will shamelessly go to Cyclones games with me in full Red Sox regalia. They're rarely the only ones there.
Oh yeah, my issue is more that I don't care at all, but people would look at me expecting a fan. meh.
Jesse, try Levenger or Williams Sonoma. They often have things of that nature.
I didn't remember to move my car before the street sweeping started, so I have a ticket now to remind me about it. Stupidity Tax!
Jesse, if you want to take a run down to IKEA on the South Shore, I'm looking for a reason to do the drive anyway... let me know.
Matilda has turned into the Russian Front of not sleeping. We're winning the individual nightly battles but the attrition is so great that we're losing the war (i.e., the will to live).
She was up midnight to 4am last night. Much of it wailing at the top of her lungs. She really doesn't want to sleep her in bed. Or more accurately, she really wants to sleep in our bed.
Would she settle for a mattress on the floor of your room? That way she doesn't feel kicked out, and you guys might still get some sleep!
She was up midnight to 4am last night. Much of it wailing at the top of her lungs. She really doesn't want to sleep her in bed. Or more accurately, she really wants to sleep in our bed.
Oh, ugh. I'm sorry to hear that.
