my ecto profile disappeared. *poof*

now i hardly remember what i was going to write about. same ‘ol, same ‘ol, i suppose.

  • cryptic requests at work about things that don’t exist or which only have half of the info i need to help them.
  • random conversation bits from the next cube, ‘you remember that doom game, doom?’
  • and how i ‘discoverd’ today that getting lunch is not enough to raise the blood sugar and fill the tummy. you must also *eat* the lunch. doh!

four hours from now i’ll be getting my hair done for the playa! so. excited. it’s like i’m almost there!