Oh how I love being Right. Wednesday, Oct 17 2007 

I so called this. I so totally called it.

Take that whiners.
Take that hackers.
Take that Leo Laporte.

Now I have to buckle down and work on learning my Cocoa.

WordPress made me do it. Wednesday, Oct 17 2007 

WordPress told me to update my About page. So I did, but tried to make it look like I didn’t, because I don’t like inanimate objects telling me what to do, and I hope I confused it.

This post has been brought to you by the number 2, the letter c, the hour of 5:30 a.m., and two cups of strong french press coffee.

The Wailing, Moaning, and Gnashing of Teeth. Saturday, Oct 13 2007 

I refer, of course, to the infinite complaining about the iPhone, which I just can’t escape.

“I didn’t know you couldn’t change out teh battery!”
“You can’t install 3rd party apps??”*
“Apple won’t support my hacked iPhone!”
“They dropped the price $200 after I let my children go hungry to buy this thing!”

Please. Shut up about it. Please. (Particularly you last cases. What were you thinking?)

In fact, if you hate your iPhones so much, I’ll take a couple off your hands free of charge. 8GB please, and preferable with the warranty still in service.

Because, yes, I want one. I can’t afford one, but I still want it. The reasons I want it are pretty sad too.

All I want is a phone that I can put my address book on without it being an exercise in frustration. One that won’t take two dozen pictures of the inside of my pocket. One that, if it must have a camera, will let me get pictures off without charging me for it. One with an off switch. One that actually rings when I am getting a call, and tells me when I’ve missed one instead of pretending it didn’t happen.

This is all I want out of the iPhone, (everything else is a bonus) and it’s a sad, sad reflection on what cell phones are like that I’m almost willing to spend $400 just to get it. I’m as tired of wrestling with my cell phone as I was of wrestling with Windows XP 18 months ago.

* I am sympathetic to the desire for 3rd party apps on the iPhone, I have decided opinions on this issue, but you did know what Apple’s stance was before you plunked down your 600 smackers, whining about it now does nothing useful.

Spilled coffee Wednesday, Oct 10 2007 

…Because I just needed to spill my freshly purchased ground coffee over the kitchen counter and floor. That’s exactly the way to start a morning where I desparately need my coffee, I have a take home exam in Epidemiology to finish, and spent the night having bad dreams about work.

Thank God I only spilled a little bit, but you have no idea the mess it makes until you have to clean it up. Technically the Roomba cleaned it up, as I already proved I’m not coordinated enough to do simple mechanical tasks at 6 am.

I had nightmares all last night about this stupid powerpoint presentation I’m putting together for the boss. Because he’s procrastinated till the very last minute, again, and he just can’t hold me late tonight, I have class.

Booyah. Tuesday, Oct 9 2007 

It’s finally finished!

I started working on this at least 6 months before our wedding, and our 4th anniversary is already coming up. Where does the time go? It feels like it’s been forever. Mostly in a good way. (Love you, dear.)

Finishing it felt good. Really good. Better than the best antidepressent in the world could possibly feel, because this is all me. How can I possibly feel bad about myself when I can make something this lovely?

[Edit] To top off yesterday’s wonderful day, Teresa Wentzler announced her leave of absence from designing was officially over. Happy happy day. She designed the above sampler, but I never really discovered her work until she’d stopped designing, and I’m already drooling over Illuminata.

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