Diary of a cheesebrain.

Well holy flying money-pants dipped in sweet-and-sour sauce. I fixed my internet. Turns out Bo has transformed our DSL connection into a PPPOE connection (same difference, really) which screwed with our network settings. My sweet Andromeda didn't know she was supposed to switch to the new connection. *pets* But anyway, yeah, I know. Not supposed to be on. Should be relaxing. Too bad! Nyaaah. I'll sit here with my root beer and semi-sweet chocolate and laugh at the screen!


HAHAHAHA! ...screeeeeen monkeys XD

Nay called me a coward yesterday. I no longer take it seriously, but it really upset me for some odd reason. Maybe, at heart, I actually do think I'm a coward, and I hate hearing that fear confirmed? *ponders* I'm still happy, though, because I fixed my internet! Mwee. Moo.

Moo?

Moo. *nods*

Oh! My brother Jonathan plays with Dean tonight at 2nd Street Festival, and I won't be there to see his first real live performance! Gaaaah. I hope someone tapes it, I wanna see. *strangles something* Stoopid work.

Vicki. It's spelled "tomorrow". Now you know XP

*sigh* Well, better get off now. Gotta change clothes, pee, and do other preparatory (is that a word?) things before going back to Wal-Mart. Pluh.