(Oh, and the magazine is run by a Jay Faulkner, who lives in Northern Ireland and seems to have no trouble updating his Twitter, despite him seeming inability to answer email.)
Natter 69: Practically names itself.
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.
eems to have no trouble updating his Twitter, despite him seeming inability to answer email
Can you respond to a tweet saying "Oh good you are online, can you answer my email message already?"
I am having agita because I sent something off to our client at the end of the day that I think showcased some messiness in our requirements doc and she emailed me a little after 5 to call her and I'd left already to go to a benefit happy hour thing. argh! I want to think our shit is pretty tight but I really don't think it is in this case. I wish I hadn't checked my email tonight. feh.
Can you respond to a tweet saying "Oh good you are online, can you answer my email message already?"
Oh, good, you're online, can you take down the story or pay me for it?
Oh, good, you're online, can you take down the story or pay me for it?
yup!
I... don't actually have a Twitter. I guess I could get one. I'm not sure if my next communication with him should be an Official Scary Letter, or something less formal.
Official Scary Letter. If he doesn't answer email, he'll ignore a tweet.
Yeash, Holli. That's infuriating.
Confession time: I've had pangs to get another cat. I know it for what it is, not really another cat, just MK back. There's a MK shaped hole in this house. It'll shrink, and I truly have no desire to have 4 cats, it's just grief. Cause god knows I'm full with the three now, especially since Devi's become extra-affectionate (not sure if she's picking up on me or the integration of Pumpkin, finally) and so it isn't as if I am wont for feline attention (Pumpkin LOVES toilet flushes. So not only do I get captive audience attention, she sticks around for that.)
But man, my brain is squirrelly.
Please let no strays cross my path for a while.
jesse - turn on the Grammy concert right the hell now, if it's not already on.
So I think in addition to the kitten I'm trading one of my recliners for a couch my neighbor doesn't want. It's not a great couch, but it's a couch where Will and I can actually sit next to each other and uncomfortably cuddle, rather than just pulling recliners close and holding hands.
Plus the recliner I'm tradiing is one that's been in the family for a long time and has been passed around because it belonged to my great grandmother and even though it's ugly and only semi comfortable no one wanted to get rid of it.
Holli that magazine is horrible. I hope you can get scary letter!
So you get a kitty and couch in exchange for offloading family baggage nobody can properly deal with? WIN!