The winners are going to Cannes. Cannes!! Actually, I think that might have already happened...I'm on a time lag here.
Anyway, John is the nerd freaking out about the stein. It's pretty funny.
Well, I'm in for it now. You all know what a technological luddite I am, right? And yet, I was SO compelled to play Ratchet & Clank; Quest For Booty (it's only available as a download from Playstation Online) that I had Greg hook up the PS3 to the internet. We can do that now, 'cause we have wireless.
And now there is a whole huge motherlode of games that I can buy right off of my darn TV basically. Because it was SO easy to buy & download this game! OMG. I am in so much trouble.
I guess it's the wave of the future though...why would you want stacks of boxes and discs when you can just load the game right into your device? It makes sense...
In other news, I am not well. :-( Some kind of stomach/intestinal thing. I can no longer ignore it because I am bloated and miserable, with chills and possibly a fever. I have no idea what it is, but I wish it would go away. My bike ride yesterday...nearly a disaster. Woe! I'm so hungry but I'm afraid to eat anything, because it'd be like adding fuel to the fire. Damn. And it's a beautiful day too.
Here's something funny that Charlotte e-mailed me. Whiffle Ball Tony. Political and hilarious audio clip...very short; you have to listen. ^_^" I love it that the kid and I have the same taste in political humor. She's through with Rugby Tyler and on to the next boyfriend, by the way. I've decided that I have to stop writing about them in my journal (the boyfriends), because it's like I curse them or something. I need a freaking score card (and a flow chart) to keep up with her; she's formidable this year.
Anyway...yeah. Even though I feel awful, I just know I'm going to try to exercise today anyway, because I'm stubborn like that. Hopefully it won't go all tragic and graphic on me. Hmm.
EDIT: Hey, I still have
both one of those Dreamwidth codes available. Anyone?
So, Charlotte plays rugby now. This is my favorite picture of her, and I'll explain why at the end.
Charlotte plays almost every weekend, and sometimes in the middle of the week too. She has a two hour practice five days a week. On days that she's supposed to be off, she gets together with some of the girls for an informal workout. She's loving it...says she's in the best shape she's ever been in. I've never seen her so motivated about anything before.
So, these are the rules, apparently:
The So-Called Rules:
1. Reply to this post with 'Icons!', and I will pick five of your icons.
2. Make a post (including the meme info) and talk about the icons I chose.
3. Other people can then comment to you and make their own posts.
4. This will - allegedly - create a never-ending cycle of icon glee.
So that's how you play this reindeer game! Anyone who responds with "Icons" and has icons will have to do this in their own LJ, once I pick your icons.
Here's a kitsune I just finished...
She's up in my Etsy shop already. I probably have made this design before but not in these colors, and I think the gold against the white is so precious and dainty.
It's enough to make you want to curl up in a ball, cover your nose with your fluffy tail, and go to sleep (I'm taking my cues from Kiba, can you tell?)
I have nothing of any importance to report. Just bits & pieces of random thoughts still clinging to the inside of my head.
Greg did something to the main home computer. My laptop no longer links to the cable transmitter now, the icon for Linksys is flashing and broken. So this is my only online connection. Also, he did something to the monitor settings which I can NOT seem to undo. Everything is teeny tiny. Seriously...I can hardly see what I'm typing.
Every weekend he spends each and every moment playing games on this thing, & I guess that'll have to be okay. I mean it's sad , pathetic that he spent all day Saturday (which was BEAUTIFUL) playing games on a computer (12 hours at least, on Saturday alone) inside...but whatever. I've tried begging and I've tried threatening, so I've given up & I just go do my own thing alone (or with Charlotte) and that just seems to be the way it'll have to be.
But HOLY CRAP. I must use this computer for business. I have maintenance to do, each day, on my Etsy site. I have listings to make, orders to confirm, e-mail to send...it's not like I'm just sitting here playing a game. This is my JOB. And today I can't do it. The screen setting is giving me a headache and my brand new laptop has been rendered useless.
I have already bitched about this because it was messed up last night. Apparently I did not bitch seriously enough. This really really sucks...