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05/28/2003 Archived Entry: "Blaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah"

Well merf...

My memory really sucks...but I'd forgotten about how much it sucks until I got Mr. Ulanti, who reminds me how much it sucks. I write stuff into him as soon as I hear about it, which is good...woke up this morning to realize we had techs coming from Dell (or a Dell-subsdized operation) AND a staff development dinner tonight. Both things I had completely forgotten about. Which is just sad...but that's why he's worth all that money!

eBooks are the everlasting works of Satan. They make reading easy, accessible and since it's on a screen that doesn't need light to work, comfortable for night-time reading. No lights to turn off or anything when you're done, just shut off the handheld. You can put in bookmarks and all that stuff so you don't forget where you were and turning the page is the flick of a switch on the side. Why is this bad? Because they have cost me almost a hundred dollars since Saturday. It's TOO easy...damn you society of instant gratification! Still, not a bad feature to make use of.

Realized I really don't talk about my friends a whole lot here...which you might infer to mean that I have no friends...other than Ally...who is only nice to me as part of her plea bargain for running that busload of nuns off the road. It's not so much that I don't have friends, it's more that my friends tell me things that I'm sure they wouldn't want blasted across the Internet for anyone in the world to read. Most of my friends have problems of a sensitive nature...and I don't want to betray their trust by blabbing off their secrets to everyone. Sure, most people don't know who I'm refering to, but if I said "The guy who's having to deal with expelling a member accused of sexual assault" then others around them might figure out who I'm talking about.

It's not that I don't want to talk about others, I just don't know where others stand on topics. Ally I know doesn't care what I tell people...so long as it's true. If I told everyone she's a 48DD chest with a 32 inch waist who loves lesbian orgies...she'd be a bit miffed. If I told you that she's a doooooooooorkah, she wouldn't argue. *grin*

Anyway, back to more playing...toodles!

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