| July 27, 1999 | E-mail me! or if you can't e-mail from your browser, fill out this form. | |
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Notify List Stuff: Remember, if you want an e-mail every time I update my journal, go here. Plus my notify list might get extra little tidbits from time to time. If you want to get an e-mail every time I upload something Real World related, go here. You can be on both mailing lists, one or the other, or neither. It's all up to you. It is Fastball that sings the song "Out of My Head". Thanks to skttlsgrl, Steve, Jess, Laura and A.J. for helping me out! The weird part is, I saw Fastball live, and they kind of sucked. But I dig both that song and "The Way", overplayed as they are. Maybe they were just having an off night. Or maybe they're a total studio band. Whatever. I'm not going to pretend I don't love "I Want It That Way" by the Backstreet Boys. I worked on my internship yesterday for almost 12 hours straight! I started at 6 at night and worked until 6 in the morning. I did take a break to make dinner, and I watched a little bit of "That 70's Show". I'm building a database, and I thought I would just be able to cut and paste everything into Excel and then import it into Access. Of course, nothing is that easy, and I ended up typing everything by hand. Over 1000 entries. Then, I realized that the list I was working on was out of date, so I had to go through and add/delete a bunch of members. I finally finished it up about 5:30 a.m. and tested it out a bit before going to bed. I work better in long bursts like that. I'm not a plugging away kind of gal. I work in long intense sessions, and then forget about it for like a week. I'm not so good at just sitting down and working at something for 2 hours a day. I have to finish it all in one sitting. Kind of like reading books - I shouldn't start reading a book after 10 at night because I know I will stay up until it's done. I need to reacquaint myself with the concept of "taking a break". I worked so long last night my ass got really sore and I had to sit on a pillow - not to mention my aching wrist! Molly and I are going to see "Runaway Bride" tonight. She got free passes to a preview screening at work. I'm not that excited about it (Molly really is!), but it's free and it's a chance to see Molly. Plus I can post a review here tomorrow! I'm not really expecting it to be very good, and certainly not deep. I like Julia Roberts but I'm not crazy about Richard Gere. I do have a girly fascination with weddings though, so it might be worth it just to see the 5 or so different gowns Julia wears in the movie. I think our refrigerator is dying. This doesn't worry me as much as you might think, since we rent. At this point, I kind of wish it would die, because it's so energy inefficient, and we pay our own utilities. But it's been making very strange gurgling sounds. Plus all the sealing rubber gasket type parts are falling off, which can't help it keep things cold. If it did die, our landlord would probably take a while to replace it, so we would be fridge-less during the hottest part of the summer. That would be bad. I hope it at least holds out until winter! Then we could just keep stuff outside! Whoo! This entry is all over the place. Sorry for rambling. Peace out. |
Warning: clicking on these links will launch a new browser window. Interesting visual commentary on the whole Woodstock fiasco. I think it's been a few days since I mentioned how great Webmonkey is - today, search engine indexing. One of the coolest concepts (and executions) I've seen in a while: Circles is a collaborative fiction done by mostly online journal writers. Further proof that Jennifer Love Hewitt is an idiot (as if any was needed). The more I read about Woodstock, the more happy I am to have missed it, riots not withstanding. Although this guy is REALLY condescending and knows less about popular music than I do, which makes me wonder how he got this assignment. And maybe it was the $4 pretzels. I don't get the whole inflatable furniture thing. Is it actually comfortable, or is it just supposed to look cool? This Yosemite killer is apparently one bad dude. This reporter met him in a hot tub. And he's been thinking about these killings for 30 years. He's 37. Yikes! And oh! His brother was Steven as in "I Know My First Name is Steven", that TV movie starring Parker Lewis! What a pop culture moment.
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