I am just about to the point of pulling out hair. Don’t squirm, I meant mine. Is there something going on with the internet today that no one bothered to warn me aboot? (Notice I did not capitalize the I in internet, I’m vengeful like that… ) Came here at 6am, the computer wanted my password for Windows. WTF. Needless to say, I left for work and let poor PD deal with that. Besides locking myself out of my running, radio-blaring, purse- and coffee mug-containing car on a day with temperatures lurking in the single digits, I came home to find that my server was too busy to let me into my mail. When I was answering comments here on My New Pretty Blog, every time I would type an apostrophe, a search box would materialize magically at the bottom of the screen and the remainder of my text post-apostrophe would end up in the box. I’m like WTF. Anyway. I got through most of my blog reading without too much of a hassle. Or apostrophes. (apostrophi?)
So before anything else goes kerphlooey (take that, spellchecker, you bitch!) I’m getting out of here.
Oh yeah, poor Natalie can’t comment here. I need to remedy that PRONTO. Any and all help would be appreciated. By me AND her. I also NEED a Preview button. And a facial and a remote starter for my car.
Are you noticing all those gorgeous people in “my” flickr? I’m glad the weekend is coming so I’ll have time to play around here. I might be whining alot, but I actually do like it here.
Now I am going to go fill my face with some crabmeat wantons and chicken mooshu. Rawr. Monosodium glutamate always calms me…