Dude, the Federer/Roddick Wimbledon final. Damn.
Natter 68: Bork Bork Bork
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
Instead of reading that stupid HP story last night, I should have watched Eureka.
Cool, I have accomplished my first Photoshopping ever! For values of "photoshop" which include: downloading a picture from Flickr, opening it in Paint, cropping another picture down to the solar panel we're planning to install, and pasting the solar panel into the picture in Paint.
It almost looks real. Ish.
I think I deserve a reward. I just genuinely and sincerely complimented a guy I work with on his (completely deserved) promotion announced today even though the very subject of director level promotions at this firm makes me literally shaky with rage. Like, I'm getting worked up just typing this.
I know it sounds petty but after five years of insane hours and stellar reviews, after lining up high-level, high-profile sponsors and recommenders, my group was basically informed that we were not allowed to even nominate anyone this year.
Also, I am now idly browsing eBay for pink glittery shoes. This cannot end well.
Dude, the Federer/Roddick Wimbledon final. Damn.
::grabby hands::
Wait, no VCR. Still!
I know, for a second, I was toying with the idea of watching it. But no.
brenda, that's atrocious.
I like brick red with dark teal, myself.
I am at a workshop for the networking, and had to excuse myself because I was falling asleep. Oy. But I can't leave, because there's still the reception to come.
I think you deserve a reward too, brenda.
I avoid Coke or anything else caffeinated on planes. I want to stay relaxed.
I do so because I want to stay away from airplane bathrooms if at all possible.
No watching the Gilmore Girls season 5 finale on tape when I own the entire series.