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Jan. 8th, 2009 01:09 pmLadies and gentlemen, I have an internet connection at my place of residence.
Jan. 8th, 2009
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Jan. 8th, 2009 01:51 pmFoxfire. Check
Trillian. Check
Semagic. Check
All systems are groovey.
Trillian. Check
Semagic. Check
All systems are groovey.
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Jan. 8th, 2009 10:47 pmOkay so my first day of internet and almost nothing accomplished except catching up on reruns of Scrubs. I suppose it's be expected.
2008.
What did I even do in 2008, aside from move several times, get involved in a relationship and do the random year things I do every year? Seriously, I don't think there was a great deal of change between now and then. I'd like to blame not having a functioning online computer, but if you think about it for the requisite 90 seconds that excuse really doesn't fly. My point? I'm not even going to bother to make one as I'm pretty sure I've said it before anyway.
I'm at the point in my life where I'm either going to follow through and do things, or shut up and resign myself forever to armchair status. Since I'm not known to shut up, I suppose I'd better get busy.
(Incidentally David, I still don't know where my mic is so... I don't know. Get back with me later.)
So I discovered Facebook, and discovered I mean a friend of mine sent me an invite and I thought why the hell not, promptly forgot I signed up, and was suddenly hit with half a dozen people I knew and now without breaking a sweat I'm up to 147 people. I wasn't actually aware I knew 147 people. I'm occasionally reminded that well over 147 people know me. We call those occasions Dragon*con, Netherworld, and Ren Fest respectively. Somewhere in dreaded hear of hearts is the fear I'll run into someone who will ask me if I was that guy at Waffle House who sold philosophy.
I digress.
Facebook. Nifty tool. I feel much less dirty for using it than myspace.
About this LJ panic business. I'm not actually convinced it's going away, but aside from saving everything as a text file, how do you back up copies of you journal?
I read ought to find that mic and web cam.
2008.
What did I even do in 2008, aside from move several times, get involved in a relationship and do the random year things I do every year? Seriously, I don't think there was a great deal of change between now and then. I'd like to blame not having a functioning online computer, but if you think about it for the requisite 90 seconds that excuse really doesn't fly. My point? I'm not even going to bother to make one as I'm pretty sure I've said it before anyway.
I'm at the point in my life where I'm either going to follow through and do things, or shut up and resign myself forever to armchair status. Since I'm not known to shut up, I suppose I'd better get busy.
(Incidentally David, I still don't know where my mic is so... I don't know. Get back with me later.)
So I discovered Facebook, and discovered I mean a friend of mine sent me an invite and I thought why the hell not, promptly forgot I signed up, and was suddenly hit with half a dozen people I knew and now without breaking a sweat I'm up to 147 people. I wasn't actually aware I knew 147 people. I'm occasionally reminded that well over 147 people know me. We call those occasions Dragon*con, Netherworld, and Ren Fest respectively. Somewhere in dreaded hear of hearts is the fear I'll run into someone who will ask me if I was that guy at Waffle House who sold philosophy.
I digress.
Facebook. Nifty tool. I feel much less dirty for using it than myspace.
About this LJ panic business. I'm not actually convinced it's going away, but aside from saving everything as a text file, how do you back up copies of you journal?
I read ought to find that mic and web cam.