Entries for May, 2009

real quick

Today will not get any less busy. Yikes.

When did Tabulas get the ability to make content pages friends-only or private? I must have known about it once and then forgotten it.

No more shall I look over outdated content pages thinking “I should delete this, but I want to keep information, but I shouldn’t let everyone see it”—No! Now it’s private! Maybe I’ll fix them later and maybe I won’t, but at least they aren’t clogging up everyone else’s internet tubes.

Tabulas, you always give me the nicest things to brighten up a dreary day. It made me sit upright and grin.

I could swear I had something else to say, but now I’ve no idea what it was. Balls.

You have a good day, folks.

EDIT: Oh yeah! I'm ree.dreamwidth.org now too. Testing is go! And I'd forget my head if it weren't attached. Heh.

Maine legalizes same-sex marriage

Way to go, Maine!

birthday lunch

Okay, fine, world: yes, I am another year older.

Dad called me today—twice, because I missed answering the phone at first—to wish me a happy birthday. He took me out for lunch, just the two of us, and I had a Mountain Dew just when I was a kid. (Except that this Dew was Diet so it wouldn’t be so hard on my teeth.) We talked about travel, food, remodeling, and everything else, which no doubt breaks quantum physics in some way but we did so there.

I did find out why his wife had known my birth year: the present he gave me today was one of those “things that happened the year you were born” books. Aha. That solves that mystery!

I feel so special. I know that it’s not good to feel like a super special snowflake; what I mean is that I feel that I am special to my dad. It’s nice to have a strong reminder of that, so I can better fend off my massive insecurity.

As I told my dad, I wasn’t looking forward to this birthday—but if adding one to my age means I get to have a special meal out with my dad, then it's totally worth it.

In fact, I'd like to have a birthday every month now, so that I can have more one-on-one time with my dad. I can think of something that happens every month that I would gladly switch around to happening only once a year...

gone for a week

I'll try to catch up with the Interwebs when I get back. I'll try - I expect it to take me awhile.

If the fecal matter impacts the air turbine, email me; I'm able to check that occasionally from the road, but blog comments aren't quite so convenient for my little DS Browser.