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Saturday, July 22, 2006
Remember when shouting along to The Rocky Horror Picture Show was funny?
"This man has no fucking neck! Where's your fucking neck?" Why are you in Tavie's head? 5:58 PM | shower me with attention
My iPod is still freezing iTunes (when I can get it to even mount on the desktop, which is sporadically.) In desperation, I finally downloaded the newest version of iTunes and the iPod software; no change. Still freezes it. Not only iTunes, it freezes the whole computer when I try to force-quit iTunes and I have to end up doing a hard shut down. Which can't be good for it.
I'm desperate to update. I got all these new CDs for my birthday.
Stupid technology stupid sucks. Stupid. Why are you in Tavie's head? 5:54 PM | shower me with attention
I added a coworker to my blogroll a few days ago. We spontanesouly exchanged links last week.
She is not the person to whom I was directing my "don't talk to me about my blog at work" comment. Not that I want to hurt that person's feelings; it's just best to tread lightly around the subject of blogs and workplaces, because one never knows what will get one in trouble. (Baby gorillas, anyone?) That's why I give all my co-workers code names on the blog. They're transparent, but they keep the innocent from harm-- Google-derived harm, at least. (You're welcome.)
Anyway, I have to think of a good code-name for this one. She's in my department and is a very cool chick. She lent me that Stephen King book about the scary cell phones and always gets my movie references and at the department dinner she wanted the exact same appetizers I did, so we shared them.
Hmm, her code name is "Polly McAffable" on her LJ, so I guess that works as well as anything.
In other news, Steph A (no disguising her name, sorry) came home with me after work last night and spent all night cooking various courses of a delicious dinner for me and Gina. This morning I had an all-carb breakfast. Did you know that you can make mock apple pie out of Ritz crackers?
I'm going to get diabetes if I don't stop doing this. Why are you in Tavie's head? 5:40 PM | shower me with attention
Friday, July 21, 2006
I had beer for dinner last night, fruity and delicious summer beer. I had so much beer I couldn't eat my dinner at all and had to take the whole thing home. A satisfactory department dinner, and my eighth, I believe. Scary.
I was quite hungover today. I wanted to play a game of screaming numbers but I think it would have annoyed my coworkers.
The rain? Needs to shut up. Why are you in Tavie's head? 9:44 PM | shower me with attention
Wednesday, July 19, 2006
For the first time in ages and ages and ages I feel like knitting, and I've lost a dang-blasted needle. A size 2 double-pointed needle that I absolutely need to make what I'm currently making, and it's the only one I have and I know I had it a couple of weeks ago out in the living room but now it's lost in catville.
I am very put out. Now I have to buy a whole new set and god knows when I'll get around to doing that. By the time I buy a replacement I won't feel like knitting again for another six months.
If anyone has a size 2 double-pointed needle to spare, please chuck it at me. Why are you in Tavie's head? 9:38 PM | shower me with attention
Monday, July 17, 2006
I don't mind people reading my blog, but I really wish people at work wouldn't talk to me about it. Why are you in Tavie's head? 9:56 PM | shower me with attention
Sunday, July 16, 2006
I spent the weekend on Staten Island with Steph. We watched a lot of Golden Girls and some family-values-intensive defunctathon called Joan of Arcadia. (I like Hot God best, followed by Mrs. Landingham God, and Little Girl God.)
Then we went all crazy:
Before.
After. Why are you in Tavie's head? 11:56 PM | shower me with attention
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