Girl Writes Code: January 2002

No, wait,

again.

I wish I had spare

time and energy

to pull my thoughts out of the ether.

No, wait,

I wish I had a stirring design

in which to say it.

I wish I had something

interesting to say.

Helping

computer-illiterate friends

is stunningly trying.

No, not "Start," "star", asterisk, shift-8...

Seeing the

Harlem Globetrotters

tonight.

^_^

A brooding sky

holds its peace,

for now.

bleah.

Voicemail

is back up.

But I still prefer

the silence.

I wish I had time

to do what I want.

From a play on Saturday:

"Pray that what we are

running towards is what we want."

Answer:

Impose on your good friends,

and have the party

at their place.

What do you do

when you want to invite

some people from work,

but all people from work

wouldn't fit?

24,

alone,

justifies television.

Voicemail is off-line,

though it won't say so

if you call.

Finding other solutions...

Toastmasters says:

I'm a Competent Leader.

As of Tuesday.

YAY!

It's sinuses,

not a cavity.

waitaminute.

Sugar Free Brand?

Heeeeyyyyy...

I eat when I'm bored.

Sigh.

Ben pointed out:

"God made me do it."

Christian? Then it's insanity.

Muslim? Terrorism.

I think,

today anyway,

my water

would better serve

the tribe.

Sigh.

Poetry resources

for Toastmasters project:

Lewis Carroll

Snark hunting

Ogden Nash

Packaging lies.

Instant coffee is awful.

oh my

oh bliss

oh joy!

joymocha

See?

I can be

pithy.

pith

pith

pith

02.02.02

02:02:02

plots are afoot

My Toastmasters club

makes me so proud.

Overheard in the cubicle farm:

"...that's secondary,

and the other's thirdary..."

*sniff*

I don't wanna program anymore.

Hmph.

Texan 101

2nd, sing.: you

2nd, pl.: y'all

2nd, sing., poss.: your

2nd, pl., poss.: y'all's

Blowing your horn at 7:20

instead of knocking

is worse.

Commenting

on someone's manners

is bad manners.

I know they're good for me.

I know.

But greenbeans?

Eyugh.

Cardstock and

Shrinky Dinks and Sculpey:

Getting games ready tonight to play

with unsuspecting masses tomorrow.

Whee!

Cheesecake...

without crust?!

The heathens.

Had a date

with my sweetie last night.

more bliss

Meeting in a different building

+ Sunroof

+ 73 degrees

= bliss

I know where glue comes from:

my head.

Drat this cold.

It's Texas.

You're not supposed to

get the flu in Texas.

Hmph.

How to set a Sherbie trap:

1. Arrange pillows and poofy comforter in pleasing pile.

2. Bait with one sunbeam.

How to slim your waistline

in just one weekend:

new bra.