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Monday, October 30th, 2006 | Author: Sheila

I’m not shy when it comes to screwing up my template while trying things out.

I’ve been trying to figure out Beta Bloggers new fancy schmancy labeling system. You know, I figure, if its there… use it. Right?

What’s the point of using the labels if there’s no way to list them? Is it too much to ask to see my stupid labels in my side bar?!

Well, I’m not fluent in coding, by any means. So, I google blogger hacks.

I have spent hours looking at beta hacks. It would appear that all the hacks I’m looking at are for Beta Bloggers layouts and widgets, not already ‘customized’ templates.

This is driving me crazy.

Does anyone know what I’m talking about? Or how to fix it?

I’m sure this is one of the reasons that template designers are cussing at the Beta Blogger.

I know I am.

Category: Blog Blab, GFF, seriously?  | One Comment
Sunday, October 29th, 2006 | Author: Sheila

you should never leave the house.

Things were fine until I decided to motivate outside and move on to work.

There was only enough orders for me to be there about a half hour, plus whatever busy work I could find after that.

Go figure that one order would have me running to Hy-Vee and back, and take over an hour and a half to complete!!

Needless to say, I didn’t bother trying to find any busy work. I just hightailed it out of there as soon as I was done.

Then, while leaving work, I RAN OVER A CAT!!!

A flipping CAT!

I didn’t have the stomach to look out my mirror to see if I had really killed it or not. I just pray that it either died immediately, or a car came quickly behind me and finished off the job.

I really feel bad about it. It was someones pet!

But, how would I of been able to identify the pet to figure out whose house it belonged to? Most cats don’t wear identification tags…

I feel miserable.

I’m glad to be home. I don’t wanna leave my house again tonight…

Category: OMG, seriously?  | 3 Comments
Friday, October 27th, 2006 | Author: Sheila

I’ve not been avoiding this place, I promise.

I just really haven’t had anything clever to report.

So, I figured y’all would appreciate silence opposed to incredibly boring posts.

Or, should I say, “I’d love to post something interesting here, but…”

Category: huh?, junk  | One Comment
Thursday, October 26th, 2006 | Author: Sheila
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Thursday, October 26th, 2006 | Author: Sheila

Is it really morning?

I’m kinda thankful that its drizzling outside.

If there were some bright sunshine going on, I’d probably be in a worse mood.

How weird is that?

Wound care doctor today. I hope the spot on Tom’s rear isn’t too bad. Everyone cross your fingers for us. Tom’s really not looking forward to lots of time in bed until the wound heals.

Hey, at least he would be in bed through to crappier months, instead of spring or summer…

Alright. No matter what, it sucks.

I can’t wait to take a nap.

UPDATE:

It looks like Tom will be spending some time in bed, turning from side to side. I didn’t get a good look at the wound after it was debreed, but I know its not as severe as the two that had him in bed for four months.

We can only hope that this one heals quickly, and he’ll be up for the holidays. (Okay, I guess Halloween is out of the question.)

Let’s all pray for Thanksgiving, although Christmas is probably more realistic… Let’s also hope its not Valentines Day before this wound is healed.

Man, Tom is going to need to find some form of entertainment. Maybe I’ll look into Netflix… how much does that cost? (Like we have money to spare, really.)

Tom normally downloads movies onto his lap top, but we’ll probably be going through movies faster than our satellite Internet is able to download them.

Wednesday, October 25th, 2006 | Author: Sheila

I am so bored. Like, ultra bored. Mega bored.

So, I borrowed this off of Myspace.

That’s how bored I am.

Its either this, or start playing those stupid advertising games on the sides of web pages…

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[1] What is your middle name?
my mother’s nickname plus an ‘e’. figure that one out. ;)

[2] What color is your mailbox?
Beat up white with someone else’s name on it.

[3] Have you ever chugged a whole gallon of soda?
Chugged, like, no breathing in between? Uhm, not the way this question implies.

[4] Have you ever hit a deer?
Nope. Knock on wood!

[5] Do you have to drive over a bridge to get home?
Overpasses. Oh, one bridge, over a lake… kinda.

[6] Do you get the paper delivered to your house in the morning?
Why kill more trees? I never read it.

[7] Who checks the mail in your mail box?
Paul, mostly.

[8] Do you have a small driveway?
Actually, I’d have to say no.

[9] Do you know anyone with the same ring tone as you?
Not to my knowledge.

[10] What do you do first in the morning?
Roll over and try to go back to sleep.

[11] What brand is your printer?
HP

[12] Do you enjoy fighting with people?
Depends on if I’m right or not.

[13] Is your hair naturally straight or curly?
Bone straight.

[14] Who was your kindergarten teacher?
Ms. Carpenter

[16] Are you taller than your mother?
Who is not taller than my mother?

[17] Do you have a favorite word(s)?
whatever. seriously.

[19] What do you do to get over a broken heart?
kill ‘em? ;)

[20] Do you have a deep dark secret?
I don’t think so.

[22] Do you enjoy writing in colored pens?
Yeah, but I always get the cheap kind, so they run out quickly. :(

[23] Does anything hurt on your body right now?
You want me to start a list?

[24] Do you often cry during a movie?
Yeah, I can cry at commericals.

[25] Do you hate your life?
Hate is a strong word.

[26] Do you get mad easily?
I get irritated quickly.

[27] Do you drink?
Rarely.

[28] What is your biggest pet peeve?
not using common sense

[29] What is your away message?
I rarely use one. It says something about having to help Tom with something.

[30] Do any of your friends have kids?
A couple.

[32] Who should pay on the first date?
Its situational.

[33] How many years older/younger than you are you willing to like/date?
I don’t think age matters really.

[34] Do you have any friends?
Seriously?

[35] Do you have any mean friends?
They get it from me. :D

[36] What is the ugliest color in your opinion?
a single color? I don’t know. But, some combinations of colors make me wanna gag.

[37] Have you ever liked someone who all your friends couldn’t stand?
Probably.

[38] Have you ever felt like driving off a cliff?
I’m going to go with ‘no’ here. (Who writes these questions?)

[40] Do you scratch your ears?
When they itch.

[42] What brand are the pants/jeans you’re wearing right now?
I dunno. Cheap-O?

[43] How tall are you?
5′5-ish.

Monday, October 23rd, 2006 | Author: Sheila

I took the casing off of my craputer and peered inside. It wasn’t too bad… well, not as bad as the first time I had cleaned it out – which was four years after I had bought it. Yeah, I’m not great with maintenance of these things…

Anyhow, I get the vacuum out and start gently sucking out dust from the inner workings of the computer. I start looking at the fan that brings cool air inside the computer, and realize that the fan blade is covered. The gentle vacuuming becomes a little more intense and its not touching the dust on the fan.

I sit back and contemplate my next maneuver. There are these shiny screws that are calling my name, saying something like, “If you just loosen me, that fan will come right out and you’ll be able to clean it!”

Right. I know these voices in my head are trying to get to me.

I imagine having to ship millions of little pieces of my computer to my brother in Canada and having to explain to him that I was just trying to dust the inner workings of the thing. Yeah, I can see him shaking his head in utter disbelief and muttering obscenities.

I ignore the voices, quickly.

Ah, yes. The bottle of compressed air glows like a beacon of hope in the distance.

(A little too cheesy? Alright.)

I blast that little fan with the compressed air and room becomes so hazy with dust it feels like we’re at a bar!

The fan is dust free, though.

Oh, and I also cleaned Tom’s wheelchair.

Did you know his chair was black and not grey?! Strange.