Entries for March, 2007

oh Snap (Preview)

On top of my ongoing sinusitis, I have a sore throat. Terrific.

I have buoyed my spirits by forcing Opera to block that wretched Snap Preview (which does not get a link on account of it sucks): right-click, Blocked Content, type "http://spa.snap.com/*" and enjoy. If I wanted to see what a website looked like, I'd bloody well visit that site then, wouldn't I? Feh!

SimAquarium has crashed my browser five times now. Each time I have to restart the computer for the display to resume normality, after which the widget display is shifted so certain options are unclickable. Always happens after I buy my first mating pair that costs at least $1000 per fish, which is when it starts getting really fun. Or it would, if it worked, which it doesn't. I tried to report the bug but it wouldn't let my post through. Fan-fucking-tastic, that.

Yes, on the balance I think I'm expecting a better day tomorrow. Unfortunately it's not even daylight yet today. This does not bode well, does it?

wish kitty

photo of a plush toy cat
wish kitty
Originally uploaded by ReeToes.

I made a silly wish on a shooting star: "I want a kitty!"

Three days later, the subject of this photo was given to me.

Next time I'll have to be more specific.


I ATE'NT DEAD

I swear if I just try hard enough, my brain will quiet the hell down and let me concentrate on the same thing for an entire hour. So far today my personal best is... twenty minutes, maybe?

Yesterday I got an emergency phone call from my aunt. Two, actually -- one about the emergency and a second to let me know everything was fine and not to panic. (A relative was in hospital and is fine now. No worries.) In the interim I discovered my faith hasn't withered away; it just took a breather while I had a good life. Turns out that I can still do this praying thing but good, full of thanks for everything that has gone so well.

It has, too. I live a charmed life. I have a jarful of little insecurities, but they are microscopic compared to the world at large or even this self-same girl eight years ago. Hell, four years ago. I came across some chat transcripts from 2003, and how the fuck my friends did not slap me purple for my idiocies, I'll never know. Perhaps they have super putting-up-with-Ree powers. I'm quite glad of it in any case. Thanks, gang.

I'm fairly sure I had some minor quibble I wanted to rant about, but I went and reminded myself how inconsequential it would have been. Something about roleplay, I think? Yes, silly indeed.

I think I could go another couple pages of schoolwork before my brain sputters again. Better try then.