Recently, I was assigned the job of updating all the software and attendant links on the company’s download page, and in the process of doing that I had to nag the man a bunch to get a working FTP login so I could actually upload the new software.
In which it totally feels like hump day, but it isn’t. Weather in the Walla Walla Valley First there was sun. Then there was wind. Then there was hail. Then the power went out. Management decided to send everyone (but me) home, and they all left and had had just enough time to get into […]
In which I post a picture of the dress I made last weekend. It’s made of rayon knit. I had already drawn the pattern for the 4-panel skirt, so for this project I copied a favorite long-sleeved t-shirt for the bodice, and made up the cowl – which is big enough to be a hood […]
This morning I made spicy potato curry for my bento. Since there was enough, I packed a bento for my bro as well and he said “nom nom nom” and eated it right up. I’m like the Easter Bunny of bento or something!
This town has a really high percentage of geriatric citizens and I think it’s affecting me. I spend too much time idly wondering when and how I’m going to die. This can’t be normal.
I have resolved to go buy appropriate dog foods this Sunday – boring old IAMS or Nutro kibbles, and, in a massive nod toward compromise, some canned food as well. I will bring these items home and put them in the pantry, and I will then throw the crap G’ma stocks right out into the garbage. The sheer wastefulness will, I hope, get her attention.
In which I might start buying fabric and sewing it into clothing! Or… or not. My clothes suck. They’re old, or weird and out of context, or cheesy because I bought them from Walmart. Add to this the fact that my body stopped being 25 fifteen years ago and is now oddly shaped, and the […]
In which WT flying F, people. I was on the phone with this one guy for over twenty minutes verifying his wiring, and his DSL modem just would not train up. His connection had bounced about 25 times the day before and I figured it was either an improperly conditioned line or a bad DSL […]
In which I decide to honor my extroverted side’s need to be totally fucking antisocial. Last week I had pretty rotten PMS. Emotionally I wasn’t all that much bitchier than usual, but I was as waterlogged as a long-dead corpse in a stagnant Midwestern pond and I decided to spend my weekend at home alone, […]
