Owl Chick's Nest
I think I have the archiving thing figured out however I'm still at sea as far as getting my journal name to link back to the journal entry page. On the other hand, there's always the back button. :-)
Did everyone have a lovely three day weekend? I know I did! Saturday, Rob and I went over to Liz's house to help her put up siding. As she pointed out, when could there possibly be more chances for brownie points (recall that she's my boss)? So we went over there and worked for a couple of hours, listening to the Mariners on the radio and generally getting underfoot until they decided to start painting so they could send us home. "Have you seen Wonder Boys?" Liz asked, desperate to find a way to be rid of us. "No," I said, prying a staple gun from out of my forehead, "Heard it's good though. Can someone give me a hand with this thing?" "Here!! Take the DVD! Please!" Liz pressed the DVD into my hands and sent us off, pausing to help Rob get the bucket of glue off his foot.
We are not meant to do labor.
So yesterday, as Rob so sweetly pointed out, we went to the museum and played with salmon canning. Last night we had a good laugh about it. In fact, I fell asleep thinking about him writing it up for his journal and started laughing, which set him off and then were both giggling again.
Today we went to Circuit City, where Rob purchased the remaining parts to upgrade his computer. He's taking parts out of his, putting them into the one I got from the office, then buying new things so he can continue to use his own PC. Interestingly enough, he now has top of the line video and sound cards as well as fifty little speakers scattered across his desk and onto mine. Earlier as he tested out the sound, he had the volume up pretty high, which frightened not only me but Mittens, who tried to leap from my lap in his panic, digging his claws into my legs so he could push off.
Has Rob come over to see what happened to my leg? No. Instead he whined because I thrust a bag of Oreos at him and announced that that's his supper. Men.
I think I have the archiving thing figured out however I'm still at sea as far as getting my journal name to link back to the journal entry page. On the other hand, there's always the back button. :-)
Did everyone have a lovely three day weekend? I know I did! Saturday, Rob and I went over to Liz's house to help her put up siding. As she pointed out, when could there possibly be more chances for brownie points (recall that she's my boss)? So we went over there and worked for a couple of hours, listening to the Mariners on the radio and generally getting underfoot until they decided to start painting so they could send us home. "Have you seen Wonder Boys?" Liz asked, desperate to find a way to be rid of us. "No," I said, prying a staple gun from out of my forehead, "Heard it's good though. Can someone give me a hand with this thing?" "Here!! Take the DVD! Please!" Liz pressed the DVD into my hands and sent us off, pausing to help Rob get the bucket of glue off his foot.
We are not meant to do labor.
So yesterday, as Rob so sweetly pointed out, we went to the museum and played with salmon canning. Last night we had a good laugh about it. In fact, I fell asleep thinking about him writing it up for his journal and started laughing, which set him off and then were both giggling again.
Today we went to Circuit City, where Rob purchased the remaining parts to upgrade his computer. He's taking parts out of his, putting them into the one I got from the office, then buying new things so he can continue to use his own PC. Interestingly enough, he now has top of the line video and sound cards as well as fifty little speakers scattered across his desk and onto mine. Earlier as he tested out the sound, he had the volume up pretty high, which frightened not only me but Mittens, who tried to leap from my lap in his panic, digging his claws into my legs so he could push off.
Has Rob come over to see what happened to my leg? No. Instead he whined because I thrust a bag of Oreos at him and announced that that's his supper. Men.
posted by Owl Chick at 9/03/2001 08:25:00 PM
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