November 8, 1999

So that's me and Jim. Aw, aren't we cute? Don't you dig Jim's new glasses? You can't tell from this picture, but the frames are the exact same color as his hair and it's very flattering. Also, neither of us has blue skin - it's the reflection off the monitor. I tried to fix it up in Photoshop, but the camera is kind of crappy too so there wasn't much I could do. But in case you thought it was just really cold in our apartment or something, it's not. Well, it is, but not enough to make our skin turn blue.

In other news, I might be writing about the WWF for another site, not Mighty Big TV, and getting paid! Woo hoo! I will be sure to give out the URL once things are finalized, but I'm happy that I can kind of justify my WWF obsession by saying that it's work. Okay, so I'm white trash. Is that so wrong?

Friday night, I went to the mall and accosted strangers for a survey we are doing for one of my classes about ticket kiosks. There were two problems with our method. One, no one uses the ticket kiosk, because the card readers doesn't work. Two, we are all too shy to just walk up and ask people to use it. So we wanted a sample group of ten and we only got five. Now we have to ask friends and family to use it and let us observe. So Jim and I went back on Sunday and I made him do it, and while we were there, a girl was playing around with it so I asked her the questions. Now we're up to seven. Three more to go!

The diarist.net Awards finalists are out and everyone is writing about them in their journals. I really don't get the people who are really upset about not being nominated. While it certainly is nice to be recognized by your peers, is that why you do this? A better source of recognition for me is links in other people's journals where they say nice things about me, or e-mails from readers telling me they enjoyed something I wrote. Not to take anything away from the finalists - from what I've seen they are all very deserving and almost all of them are journals I read regularly. And like I said, I wouldn't turn down an award if offered. I'm just not going to get upset that I wasn't nominated.

Molly just called me from work to ask about the Mitzpah charms people used to wear in high school. They were the pendants and they were split and the girlfriend got half and the boyfriend got half. She said no one at her work knew what she was talking about! I thought those were universal - they sold them at Service Merchandise, and they were such a status symbol. Ah, high school.

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This is probably only funny to you if you've spent the whole semester doing Human Computer Interaction stuff like me. But the Jakob Nielsen drinking game cracked me up.

The Foo Fighters' video for "Learn To Fly" is hilarious. I am becoming a big fan of these guys. I always kind of liked them in the back of my mind, but I might have to break down and buy their CD.

I agree with this critic's view of Dawson's Creek this season. I used to look forward to my Guilty Pleasure Dawson nights. Now I really don't care what happens. I don't know that Kevin Williamson's departure is the reason for the downturn though. I think they just need to hire some decent writers.

It seems like there must be so many mitigating factors, that I don't see how researchers can draw a causal relationship between putting children in day-care and weakening the mother-child bond.

Aw, look at the kittens. Dana reminded me of these cams and now I'm hooked.