Scolded, I have been.
Well, I guess it's deserved; my postings have hardly been regular here of late.
I'm in the midst of packing up for a weekend in NJ with Megan and her parents. It's either the last or next-to-last time I'm on the hook for this, since Keith is now officially making 'meet the parents' noises. This one was just too short notice for him; the fact that he's worried is actually a good sign.
My fleet of beasties will continue running here, grinding away at the backlogged downloads in my queue, but all of my IM clients and email clients will be (and most are already) turned off.
Things are... well, they're here. I'm hoping for a part-time tech slot to open for me first part of February, but that's still up in the air. It's being worked on, but personnel departments are rarely 'fast' on anything. Goes with the territory, I'd guess.
*thinks* Oh, yeah. Lys? Drop me an email, would you? I've got a couple questions I need to bounce off of you, can't seem to find your email addy, and you're not seeming to log in at night. Gee, like you might have a life or something, what with being married and a homeowner. Yeah, right. ;)
Um, I think that's it. Gotta do piggy cages and then load up the truck; time's wasting.
Via con Dios, fuzzles.
Well, I guess it's deserved; my postings have hardly been regular here of late.
I'm in the midst of packing up for a weekend in NJ with Megan and her parents. It's either the last or next-to-last time I'm on the hook for this, since Keith is now officially making 'meet the parents' noises. This one was just too short notice for him; the fact that he's worried is actually a good sign.
My fleet of beasties will continue running here, grinding away at the backlogged downloads in my queue, but all of my IM clients and email clients will be (and most are already) turned off.
Things are... well, they're here. I'm hoping for a part-time tech slot to open for me first part of February, but that's still up in the air. It's being worked on, but personnel departments are rarely 'fast' on anything. Goes with the territory, I'd guess.
*thinks* Oh, yeah. Lys? Drop me an email, would you? I've got a couple questions I need to bounce off of you, can't seem to find your email addy, and you're not seeming to log in at night. Gee, like you might have a life or something, what with being married and a homeowner. Yeah, right. ;)
Um, I think that's it. Gotta do piggy cages and then load up the truck; time's wasting.
Via con Dios, fuzzles.