Apparently, Nick's lost his cellphone (I learned this through [livejournal.com profile] soccrb1083), which is why he hasn't called me and I can't get a hold of him. And I'm not sure if he's changed his email or what, but I sent him an email and I haven't gotten a reply. So... yeah. Not sure what's going on. I'd say fuck it, and see if I can visit during Christmas break, because Jan wants me to visit then, but I'm not sure if he'll still be here for me to visit, you know? Well, maybe next summer, I'll have the money to fly down and see him or something. Right now I just kind of want to talk to him.

Neil and I went to see Fantastic Four, which wasn't a bad movie, and he did behave for the most part (there was a little shitfit while we were waiting for Jan, but that didn't last more than a few seconds). And then we went to the park, where some kid threw sand at him. And then we went home, and Uncle Steve and Aunt Dee came and we went to Sticky Fingers for dinner. Uncle Steve's supposed to come over tomorrow morning and take us to see the aircraft carrier in the harbor. Woohoo! He gave me ... oh geez, I forget what it's called. A jump stick, or something? It's like the equivalent of 20 floppies. And it has a little lanyard. So I'll be a stylish geek. Hoorah.

From: [identity profile] greyepsilon.livejournal.com


A little bit of flash memory is probably what it is. You might hear it called a disk key. :)

And lanyards do make those so stylish, I used to have one before it got swiped right off my neck and the chain broke. :(

From: [identity profile] greyepsilon.livejournal.com


That's what I said to the lanyard as it died a horrible death. :(

From: [identity profile] niiea.livejournal.com


Message to Sarah-

See. This is why your layout confuses the shit out of me.


I meant to reply to the post. Sorry.

-covers her mouth laughing- Oh that's funny.


Wait wait, I have a funny story now about funny things happening.

Yesterday we were doing our powerpoint presentation. And one of my partners, Jen, had brought her laptop. So she turns it on, and it's on the projector thing...and her AIM thing pops up, and I sort of nudge her arm and she's like, talking to our teacher and stuff...because she's subconciously logging on to AIM.....

Anyway, she types her password and presses enter and I'm like, oh, boy Jen....

The class started CRACKING up.

It was so funny though. Because it was on the wall and like, she's just typing her passoword by instinct and...

Okay I guess you had to be there.

Sorry for the love confusion.


Sarah, will you give me lessons on your layout? Seriously. I just press random buttons and hope they're the right ones.

I think my story was a little off topic.
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