in addition to an intense need for instant gratification, i also have an inability to pay attention to the details. i have so many little bits of things to do right now, at work, i can’t figure out what to do. so i do nothing. it’s easier. ok… i do stuff. but i feel unfocused. i’m going to make a list, i suppose.
i fixed the brain. if by fixing, you mean losing everything and starting over with a completely new board from a completely different source. if that’s fixing, then i sure did fix it. hooray me!! that’s ok, i guess. i like this new board much better. it has more functionality and it’s prettier. pretty counts… you get extra points for aesthetics.
lisa cracks me up. i like it when she comments on me.

when i do something, i like to go all the way, give it the best effort i’ve got. as long as the best effort does not require too much energy. so, when i was trying to add a registration approval hack to the bbs3k, and things started to go wrong, i didn’t just remove the edits and return the board to it’s previously unhacked state. no. acting on a tip from an unnamed source on the xmb forum, i attempted to upgrade the forum to the 1.8 version. apparently, the 1.6 version i was using was all sorts of icky. we’ll there you go, right? the answers to all my problems, that’s why the hack wasn’t working, it was the version of the code. it’s not that i know nothing about php or perl or anything. so, i followed the instructions. it wasn’t supposed to change anything on the board, to the naked eye. the posts should still be there, the users would still be registered, the theme would remain. riiiiiight.
needless to say, it didn’t work. everything was lost. and to top it off, i can’t register the board so that we can even re-register and start over from scratch. it thinks i am still logged in, even though there are no registered users, and it keeps prompting me to register. sigh.
so that’s the status as of now. i am working with someone on the xmb forum. they keep giving me different config.php files to try. and none of them are working. but i haven’t given up. yet.

today’s title quote is dedicated to steve, even though he does not read my blog. it’s baby stewie, from “family guy.” steve thinks he IS baby stewie. i’ll take his word for it.
sent to the mr.snotty list today, baby stewie himself sent this. some t-shirts in poor taste. really poor taste. so poor, i actually find one of them offensive. if you can guess which one, you get a cookie. a virtual browser cookie. ooooo… lucky you!
also from baby stewie [this is why the title is dedicated to steve] this press announcement:

Electronic Arts today announced that The Sims 2 , the next generation of the No. 1 PC game of all time, is in development at the company’s Walnut Creek-based Maxis studio: “For the first time, players control their Sims over an entire lifetime. Every choice that is made has a relevant and dramatic effect on the life of a Sim. More life-like Sims, all-new gameplay, and the ground-breaking addition of genetics, with the DNA of Sims passed down through generations gives players a more vivid, realistic, and in-depth Sims experience. All of this takes place in a new amazingly life-like 3-D world.” The Sims 2 will also introduce an all-new “Create-A-Sim” feature, which allows users to customize the facial features of their Sim to a level of detail never realized before. In The Sims 2, players are now able to build dwellings over two stories and have the ability to coordinate and customize the homes of their Sims to a new degree of design with all-new furniture, lighting and objects. It will debut on May 13th at the Electronic Entertainment Exposition in Los Angeles and is scheduled to ship in early 2004; however, no Mac-specific information was provided.

can. you. believe. that. shit? i will be A GOD!! of course, not until they make a mac version. i need a god worthy machine to do my godstuff.

today i am trying to be a good employee. instead of the SUCKY one i was yesterday. i was constantly letting myself get distracted by my own stupid stuff. i spent a long time hunting down the identity of a new member of the brain. because i felt she was probably a canadian spy. and she WAS. it’s a long story. but basically someone in Canadian Deb’s family was checking up on what she was posting, making sure that she wasn’t saying anything about their significant other. which… frankly, we didn’t like. we deleted one post for her. and restricted the board to members only. but she used an alias, signed up, and started looking for more references to her s.o., pointing them out to deb yesterday. she wanted them removed as well. honey, PLEASE. that behavior is not ok. so, before she confirmed that she was, indeed, the new member, i did some nancy drewing on the ip address and matched to her isp. and so forth and so on. just so i could yell BUSTED and delete her ass. in my opinion, CanaDeb can say whatever she wants about her sister’s g.f. hell, i might say some stuff too. i wish i could remember her name. damn. i know it’s petty, but i really want to. i won’t…. but i’ll THINK about doing it.
the shame about this is that CanaDeb felt really bad that her sister and her g.f. read the stuff she wrote. but she was very upset and came to us to vent. and she specifically said that she was doing this, rather than unleashing on her sister. that’s what we are there for. her concerns and feelings were legitimate. so here’s deb feeling bad about asking me to delete a post, and feeling bad because i restricted the site, feeling bad because her sister et al. read the post.. just generally feeling bad. even tho we all told her to stop it. luckily, her sister’s extra sleuthing yesterday annoyed her. and we saw a spark of our sassy CanaDeb again.
i suppose a GOOD employee would not be updating her blog, but rather researching her little technical issues sent to her by her babytechs. and some consultant as well. and an escalation from god only knows where. that’s what i good employee would be doing. i
i leave you with another picture of a KITTIE IN A BONNET! this is my second favorite. Fee, i think these are from japan. the japanese love their pets. OH!! speaking of pets. one more story.
pru. you know what she did? i’ll tell you what she did. i was a little behind on the litter box. i admit it. i spaced. i was a lot behind. it’s got a dome lid, and it only smells when she poops, and then only temporarily. so you know what she did? Bitch PEED on my bed!! [is that how you spell the past tense of the verb To Pee? it doesn’t look right] anyway, she’s done that once before, a long time ago. and again, it was when i was ignoring my waste management duties beyond an acceptable limit. can you believe that? cats are smart. still. she’s lucky i had a clean set of sheets.

kittie pie!!!

bwahahahaaa! that just kills me. kittie pie.
fee says “it’s two of your favorite things!” she’s right. kitties. and pie.
lisa commented on my harrowing trip to the mall, by asking. “Did they have a computer store you could hang out in?”
the answer is, no. NOT YET!! but soooon… sooon my internet friends, apple will be opening an Apple Store right there in my mall. smack dab in b’square.
i think i should be there the moment they open. i wonder if they will have give aways? i’ll spend the night on the floor of the mall, in order to be there for the give aways. to show my brand loyalty.
how can you not love a company that’s done this? and i feel sorry for you internet friends, who are on windows. as most of you are, i believe. because right now… you cannot enjoy the brilliant new digital music store. but i can. 🙂

having only one entry allows some of the side panel info to slide over. under said one entry. it’s annoying.
therefore, this is a fake entry, to help deal with this issue.

haven’t had much to say….that’s why it’s been so quiet round here. plus, i’ve had a busy week. just…none of it was very interesting.
anyway, we just got this link on mr. snotty, so i thought i’d share with ya’ll.
gay boyfriend

hey, remember that email i got from burton, telling me to remove all rings from my middle finger? well, i got another brilliant email from him, that i must share with you.
Hi Jodi,
Occasionally we like to send fun and useful tips to the California Astrology Association’s clients. Here are a few lesser-known beliefs that you may find interesting:

• If a bachelor or maid is placed between a married couple at supper, he or she will be married within a year. [[a maid? he must be talking housekeepers because i KNOW no one would be stupid enough to call an adult, unmarried woman a MAID.]]
• When a newly married couple first enters their new home, the one who gets the left foot over the doorstep first will rule the show.
• Rubbing against a newly married couple is said to be infectious. [[isn’t that a real live fetish, with a name and everything? rubbing up against people?
• Seeing two crows in the morning will be bring surprises in the afternoon.[[my life should be a surprise party, then. because there are some damn obnoxious crows that live outside my window. i hate birds.]]
• Rocking an empty cradle will speed a baby into it. [[that, and unprotected sex]]
• Sitting next to an empty chair means another person is seeking you out.
• Snuffing out a candle within a minute of its being lit arouses sensual desires.
• Thinking of a couple while knocking over an empty bucket causes them to rethink their commitment.
• Putting your hand over your mouth while yawning keeps the Devil from getting in. [[bugs, as well.]]
• It is considered unlucky to give an umbrella as a gift.
• A guest who repeatedly refolds his napkin means your home will be blessed during the coming month.

how incredibly useful is that? i bet this is even more helpful than the whole ring thing. which never made a difference, by the way. my rings are back on my middle finger.

you should go watch this.
it’s awesome. and i will write more later.

Lisa and I were talking about spoilers today. i like ’em. or i can’t resist them, is more like it. she avoids them like they stink. so does fee. she inadvertantly saw a spoiler today. and i told her to tell me. it was a baby spoiler. it was a tv guide blurb spoiler, but she still didn’t like knowing about it. I explained to her that i have a hard time not investigating the facts. i can’t resist. i need to sus things out and figure out what’s going on. and yes, i used to snoop for my xmas presents.
what i explained to her, was that i indentified strongly with my childhood literary heros, trixie belden, nancy drew and harriet the spy. they were my kind of people. and i wanted to be a detective my entire life. now i realize that that impulse can probably be addressed by writing. it’s the same thing. i need to sus things out, find out what’s going on. it’s just that what’s going on is in my head.
aaaaanyway. lisa’s response was a HOOT!! and i figured, why bother trying to write something funny today, why not just let lisa do it. i asked, she said yes, and so here is her response to my childhood dreams of being a gal detective.
And let’s look at what happened to them….
Trixie Belden finished high school and went to a nice public college and got a dual degree in law enforcement and history. She entered the police academy upon graduation from college and got high marks in all fields. She graduated at the top of her class and was assigned to the narcotics division within two months of leaving the academy after an instructor of hers pulled in some favors. Trixie worked undercover narcotics for ten months and eventually gained the trust of many junkies and dealers. She also gained an nasty smack habit. During a set-up that took several months, Trixie walked in the dark jungle of drug addiction while trying to do her job. She finally was going to meet the distributor for the tri-state area when the many months of abusing her body caught up with her. She was asked to test newest shipment as a point of courtesy and since it was totally uncut, the effects hit her immediately. She fell to the floor barely conscious. She saw wavy currents floating around her body. It felt as though they were lifting her up and pulling her down at the same time. When the cops surrounding the building lost contact with her, they rushed the place and the last thing Trixie ever saw was her sergeant’s face floating in front of hers. The last thing she ever thought was “did I feed the fish”?
Nancy Drew got free-lance detective work here and there and eventually ended up in Las Vegas. She was investigating a possible unfaithful husband case one night and three days later the police broke down her apartment door. She wasn’t there and nothing appeared to have been touched, like her office, and there were no messages on her answering machine. Mostly because there WAS no answering machine. The machines at both the office and apartment were missing. Nancy Drew was never heard from again and the case is still considered open by the Las Vegas PD.
Harriet Welsch, also known as Harriet the Spy when she was a child, changed her major from literature and creative writing to chemistry in her Junior year at Yale because she was having a torrid affair with the head of the creative writing department and they thought it better to be discrete. Harriet was deeply in love with Richard, her former faculty advisor and as in her younger days began to follow him around just to watch him and bask in his beauty from afar. She kept a secret journal of her observations which came in very handy for investigators. After Harriet witnessed Richard cavorting with no less than three other undergraduates, she confronted him and shot him four times. Twice in the head, once in the heart and once in the groin region. After the trial, during which she said nothing as she had totally withdrawn from the world, Harriet was remanded to the custody of the state hospital for the criminally insane. Even though Harriet is allowed a small notebook and pencil, she is usually too sedated to have the fine motor skills needed to write. Her parents died the same year as her conviction in a tragic car accident and Gully comes to visit her twice a month. Gully is writing the story of Harriet’s life and it’s already been optioned by Miramax.
The moral of these stories? Knowing stuff isn’t always a good thing.