Good onya, bonny. That's tedious work but it pays off in the end.
'Potential'
Natter 66: Get Your Kicks.
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, pandas, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
It really does!
I've been planning to produce an 'ebook' for paid download since everyone in my biz seems to need a product of some kind. This little victory puts me one step closer. So, that's cool.
My ongoing stress lies in the fact that my computer is a G5 powerpc that cannot be upgraded and the non-intel chip has been abandoned by developers. As a result, I have to scrabble for previous versions.
Still. The computer works and this product worked...and was free, so bonus!
Now that it's 3am, I'd better get some sleep.
Sweet dreams all.
I just got these shoes to wear to the bar mitzvah tomorrow! [link] I am in love. I have a longish rayon dress with a 30's feel, so I think they'll work really well. Jason and I are to dress the torah, so I wanted to look appropriately grown up.
Hmm, the shoes don't show up for me on that link! Sad.
I just found out that by not reading facebook for the past week or so, I missed out on my sister getting in a scooter accident on her husbands new scooter!! Good grief. Luckily my best friend (who I just got at the airport!! Yay! But is east coast sleepy) also has her friended and filled me in.
bonny, I don't have any time right now (in fact, it's 12:55 AM and I JUST finished working). It's the 4th 17-hour day I've worked in a row. But it's fine, sometimes work is just work.
ANYWAY, if you'd like, I'd be happy to look at your eBook and add such fancy things as bookmarks and such (for navigation ease) if that would be useful to you.
I tired. Go fall down now.
Percy Shelley the Emo Cat flops. He'll pat my leg when he wants petting and then when I pet him, he'll arch his back and FLOP onto his side. So cute. Especially since he learned not use claws with the leg-patting. I still don't know what it means when he stands in the stairwell and yowls. He doesn't seem to need anything; maybe he just likes the echo?
This weekend is the No, Seriously, Company's Coming, I Have to Clean the House Weekend. Of course Leonardo the Whiny Diva Cat woke me at THREE AM for food and petting and I couldn't get back to sleep, and now it's almost seven and I'm sleepy and he's finally quiet so I'm going back to bed for a couple hours.
Off to the market. Too early. But necessary to get shit done.
My hands hurt. I think 6 spindles, even abbreviated spindles, is my limit. Ow.
I read an article about Soviet gulags yesterday, and a children's camp got 2 puppies to raise (guard dog puppies) and couldn't think of anything to name them, they were so sensorially deprived. They ended up naming them Ladle and Pail. Broke my heart.
Oh, that is extremely sad.
I saw my cousin M for the first time in 25 years. He lives in Flagstaff works in sales of some sort and is absolutely peter pan.
Ugh, that's really sad. Poor noodles.
Oh, man, I just got off the phone with someone I don't talk to very often and I spent the first half of the conversation thinking she was someone else I know who has the same first name.
I have totally done that. Whoops!
Scrappy, those are fantastic shoes!
I need to clean all the things for real, including laundry. And go to the bank and the library. Tomorrow turns out to be a family outing, so I won't really have any time to do anything.