turn. Turn. TURN.
May. 9th, 2005 12:29 amI just nearly gave myself a heart attack lifting weights. Damn my weak girly arms! DAMN THEM.
So, yesterday was Mother's Day. As it turns out, my mother purchased her own gift: a baby green conure. She is unsure of its gender, but she's calling it a "she" and has named it Angel. The little tyke is three months old and is the CUTEST THING IN EXISTENCE. It is a cuteness that cannot be described, but only experienced.
I love birds. They remind me of lizards, you see.
What else have I been up to? Well, aside from schooling bitches at work, I've been studying the strange and cryptic art of IRC and file servers. I haven't used IRC since I was, what... twelve? That would be a decade ago. I don't remember it being quite so complicated, but then, the software was ten years younger as well, so perhaps it actually wasn't that complicated. I primarily used it to chat with various and sundry groups of Gargoyles and Star Trek fans, like the small uber-nerd that I was. Now I'm using it to download anime... like the rather tall uber-nerd that I am. The more things change, the more I'm still a dork.
To every rhyme there is a reason, and a season for every geek under heaven. It's a song. Shut up. It is.
I need a vacation. Good thing I get one starting Saturday.
So, yesterday was Mother's Day. As it turns out, my mother purchased her own gift: a baby green conure. She is unsure of its gender, but she's calling it a "she" and has named it Angel. The little tyke is three months old and is the CUTEST THING IN EXISTENCE. It is a cuteness that cannot be described, but only experienced.
I love birds. They remind me of lizards, you see.
What else have I been up to? Well, aside from schooling bitches at work, I've been studying the strange and cryptic art of IRC and file servers. I haven't used IRC since I was, what... twelve? That would be a decade ago. I don't remember it being quite so complicated, but then, the software was ten years younger as well, so perhaps it actually wasn't that complicated. I primarily used it to chat with various and sundry groups of Gargoyles and Star Trek fans, like the small uber-nerd that I was. Now I'm using it to download anime... like the rather tall uber-nerd that I am. The more things change, the more I'm still a dork.
To every rhyme there is a reason, and a season for every geek under heaven. It's a song. Shut up. It is.
I need a vacation. Good thing I get one starting Saturday.