Revenge of the Nerds
So, I am going to be down a few because my lovely sys-op is working on installing Linux on my system. Why, I have NO idea, considering my computer is “learning challenged” to begin with. IZ mumbled something about “sticking it to the MAN” and then I heard evil chortling about how he is making Microsoft pay for Lindows. Whatever. I’ll explain later when I actually can type from my own computer. It may be warped, but it’s mine. A hard-drive only a mother could love. (that’s soooo wrong) In the mean-time… I’ve told my beloved computer boy, “No SOUP for you” until he gets me online. I’m going to resist to pun terribly here. You do the linguistics. (think… On and Online, for those of you who also find yourselves a bit “challenged”) Not like I will follow through. I’m so easy. However, I have stolen his keyboard and have sent him the following email:
Dear Object of My Affection:
Get me back online NOW or the your Keyboard gets it.
Yours. . .
Ok… enough about my computer. *wink* *wink*.
In other news… how about that Saddam? Ok, that’s all I have to say about that. Really. That’s it.
Party for small child is done… which makes it a success in my book. Whew. Now all I have left to do is crank out the Christmas Cards. In a fit of pure evilness, IZ and I have decided to send out a “tabloid” version of our lives this year. Which, if you are really really good (that means you leave comments…again, for those of you who are challenged) I will post it online later this week.
OKIES… off I go. Be good. Not too good… but good enough.
*poof*–Wende
