those who partake of the bbs3k, please go to the beta version of the board, using a different message board.
read my post there for more info, although you should have received an email. unless you are adam. because i don’t have adam’s email. 🙂

i’ve just spent about the last hour and a half, examining the softer side of sears. an hour and a half and $258. i had to get the two new tires. they tried to talk me into getting all four. but i am too wiley to fall for their smooth salesmen ways.
i’ve logged back in to tell you two things. first, i want everyone to know that my friend webster is mad and me, and he is ignoring me. for no apparent reason. i think that is very childish, and i am sure you will all agree. [it’s important that you agree with me, and not webster. even if you don’t know webster. ] i have done nothing to warrent this type of treatment, and i hope he comes to his senses soon.
second, i have to send you to this link, so you can check out prudence kitty’s personal vet, my uncle skip. the best part of the article is the quote, Tigers don’t necessarily like having a needle stuck in their butt.” in the printed version, this was a pull quote – highlighted in all it’s glory. everyone in the fam agreed, it was tres skip. i asked my mom why i have memories of skip taking me to visit a bengel tiger when i was a kid. she says because he did take me to see a bengel tiger. not at the zoo. but somewhere else. the tiger was acting in a film. so it was a trained tiger. and i was standing next to it, petting it. i was only about 4 or 5. it was a young tiger. it’s big in my memory, but pattie says it was a cub. we’ve been “backstage” at the big cat house, at woodland park zoo, as well. many years ago. when skip stilled worked for them. now he never takes us anywhere interesting. 🙂
oh. it was an hour and a half, $258, plus another $16 for the sports bra i bought. pk is spazing out, i think she needs ‘ttention.

bonus points if you know what movie that quote came from. bonuse points aren’t really good for anything. you can’t trade them in for prizes. they don’t get you extra days off with pay, or more stock options, or extra credit. bonus points exist simply to make you feel superior to those around you. and who can put a price on that? you can’t. it’s priceless.
sorry about the whining. i feel better today. not great, but better. i’m pretty sure that i feel better because shmecky loves me and because fee watched Amelie for me. 🙂 [when describing Amelie to Kam, she said it was me, in a movie, only speaking french. which i consider a huge compliment.] i still have to get two new tires at lunch today, but that is just the way it is. i’ve learned to accept it in the last 21 hours. i think i’ve grown from the whole process.
i’m a bad mommy. just ask my kitty. i torture her. on the mornings that i work, during the week, i feed her her breakfast right before i leave. i don’t hop out of bed, run to her dish, and feed her. which is how i think that a good mommy would do it. according to pk. [prudence kitty] i do it on my way out, so she doesn’t try to run out in the hall with me as i leave. and also, dammit, i’m the alpha kitty!! 🙂 but you should hear the sad sad little mews i get. such pain and torture!!
dr. stevil brought in his external firewire drive with 70GB of mp3’s on it, for me to play with today!! isn’t that sweet? that made me happy. in case you were wondering, 70gb of mp3s is what is referred to, technically, as a BUTTLOAD of mp3s. the amount of time it must take to just record all the data somewhere, in some fashion that allows you to find what you really have, on that hard drive. it’s a beautiful collection. and it’s going to take me all day to play with it. maybe more. who knows.
B minus 8 days until the boobie-oscopy. getting a wee bit tweeked about the surgery part. ick. sigh. i’m still excited to get it done. it’s just… really really real now. now. 2.5 days of work left this week and only 3 next week. oy. and i’m beginning to wonder if i will get the casita clean enough for pattie’s comfort. i need someone to come over while i clean. i get so much more done if someone is over at my house while i clean. they don’t have to do anything. just sit there and keep me company and occasionally point out when i am stalling. any volunteers?

congratulations, shmecky, on your new nephew!! and, in my opinion, that most certainly does count as an uberbaby. you are such a great aunt, that is one lucky kid.
not my day today. i’m sick. have a bad headache, but am not allowed anything but tylenol at this point. which does NOTHING. got a flat tire at lunch, and now i am going to have to get two new tires. everyone else has the day off. practicially everyone else. i’m tired. i’m disappointed in myself, as well. i didn’t get as much done, this weekend, as i wanted to. and, i still haven’t figured out how to make the bbs3k work, even though the domain itself is working. i can’t get the script to write the posts to the main wwwboard page. i don’t know why. and this morning i sort of decided i was fed up with it all. that is most likely because i am not feeling that great. i’m sure i’ll tackle it again later and figure it all out. someday. not today, tho.
i’m whiny today. i should just stop writing now, before this gets outta hand.