Thought I’d go ahead and start doing Photo Friday this week, since it was relatively easy for me. :)
Monthly Archives: March 2003
Friday Five
It’s Friday Five time! This is the “phone” edition!
PB Facelift. Finally!
Ok, so I worked and worked and I think I’m just about done with PsychoBlogger 1.0. Yay. Now I just need to write some upgrade scripts so you don’t have to lose anything in your blog. :) I’ve done many things to the new version….
Looking for a masseuse
Anyone in the STL area know of a good and inexpensive masseuse? I’m in desperate need of one for my back. I’m sure someone’s gotta be able to help me out here. :)
Just a piece of conversation…
From last night at Cybr’s birthday bash:
cybr: “see? even my japanese friend says you can’t be swedish.”
kelsey, the “swedish” waitress: turns to me “You’re Japanese? No way, you’re like german!”
Me: “Actually, I’m french.”
Looking to move to Silicon Valley?
If you’re thinking about moving out to Silicon Valley, then here’s the top 10 reasons to work for google. I know it’s probably Really old but I was looking around and found it today.
Might have to consider going there just for the gourmet lunches. Although what’s up with all the organic food?
Happy Birthday Cybr!
So it was cybr’s birthday today. We all went to Helen Fitzgerald’s had a pretty damn good time. I’ve updated digitaldreams with the photos. :)
Oh, and the highlight of the evening was Ryan with this remark: “…that’s borderline gay man.” Referring to me having all the Friends episodes. Of course, inevitably Twin Peaks was brought up, and you don’t mess with my Twin Peaks man! ;) Twin Peaks Rocks! Even if it was a tv show from 12 years ago. Hehe. Ryan’s funny. I don’t see Friends as being gay. Is it?
New skin
You might have noticed I changed the default skin to a new one. :) If not, mosey yourself over to Skins Module to change it. ;)
Five things I hate about you.
Paul has asked another question: What are five things you can’t stand? Check it out:
The strangest dream…
I was an observer for an army, and they were showing off their fighting prowess. I was rather impressed with all their skills and such. A medieval army, mind you, with bows and arrows and swords and armor. When out of nowhere, arrows were flying, and a man jumped up on top of a parapet and yelled, “They’re coming! They’re coming!”
Then suddenly, I was on top a very high mountain, and I looked upon the trails of the neighboring mountains and as far as the eye could see, a massive army, approximate 13 million in size was marching towards the stronghold from which I just stood. Above the column of the army, a long black dragon flew, as long as the column itself.
I turned to look at the stronghold in despair, and then I woke up.
