August 3rd, 2006

Mushu depressed

If I only had a life

I slept poorly last night. Which is good in a way. Got to see the Red Sox win in dramatic fashion. It's not the sort of team that we should need a dramatic win against, but a win is a win.

Oh, freaking drool. Ian is on the this conference call and his voice is so hot.

I woke up in the middle of the night and was awake for a couple of hours. If I'd remembered my meeting was at 11:00 instead of being in the afternoon, I'd probably have gone to work. Eventually I got back to work, around 4:30ish, 5:00. Then I had this strange dream where I snuck into this theatre just before intermission.

I'm probably going to be posting a series of long and painful posts that no one should feel an obligation to read.
You'll know them because they're friends-locked and probably behind a cut tag saying "Beware of leopard" or something equally instructive.
Robin suggested I make a separate journal for them, but I don't like doing that.

Edit: Oh, I forgot to share one thing about the Drive Savers/Tech superpowers thing. The Techsup guy was in awe of the fact that I'd managed to crash my drive so hard they couldn't recover it. "They recover files for the FBI." he said in an awed whisper. But not for me, damnit.

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