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Arrgh, stupid eMac, Safari crashed and my entry didn't autosave.
Debbie left her computer on the same iTunes radio station as mine, but it's slightly out of sync. "We Will Rock You" sounds REALLY WEIRD with an echo.
I had to go to the dentist and get a temporary crown yesterday, which pretty much sucked out loud. Also, apparently my insurance company is denying that I have coverage, which is totally untrue because we put me back on in July. Why do my teeth hate me so?
In other news, yesterday the freshmen had some orientation activity cleverly called "Mission: Possible", which naturally entailed blasting the Mission: Impossible theme song through the intercom in the Main Office for 45 MINUTES. Being as yours truly was diligently registering students on her computer IN THE MAIN OFFICE, this created a certain degree of cognitive dissonance:
DAVE: ::assigns student new ID number::
MUSIC: DUN, DUN, DUN, DA-DA DUN, DUN, DUN, DA-DA DUN!
DAVE: ::updates address field::
MUSIC: BA-DA-DAAAA! BA-DA-DAAAA! BA-DA-DAAAA, DUN DUN!
DAVE: ::enters PCC code::
MUSIC: DUN, DUN, DUN, DA-DA DUN!
I am somehow finding it difficult to imagine a situation where the ability to put a student in Starbase plays a critical role in industrial espionage or whatever. It does remind me of that xkcd comic, though.
Debbie left her computer on the same iTunes radio station as mine, but it's slightly out of sync. "We Will Rock You" sounds REALLY WEIRD with an echo.
I had to go to the dentist and get a temporary crown yesterday, which pretty much sucked out loud. Also, apparently my insurance company is denying that I have coverage, which is totally untrue because we put me back on in July. Why do my teeth hate me so?
In other news, yesterday the freshmen had some orientation activity cleverly called "Mission: Possible", which naturally entailed blasting the Mission: Impossible theme song through the intercom in the Main Office for 45 MINUTES. Being as yours truly was diligently registering students on her computer IN THE MAIN OFFICE, this created a certain degree of cognitive dissonance:
DAVE: ::assigns student new ID number::
MUSIC: DUN, DUN, DUN, DA-DA DUN, DUN, DUN, DA-DA DUN!
DAVE: ::updates address field::
MUSIC: BA-DA-DAAAA! BA-DA-DAAAA! BA-DA-DAAAA, DUN DUN!
DAVE: ::enters PCC code::
MUSIC: DUN, DUN, DUN, DA-DA DUN!
I am somehow finding it difficult to imagine a situation where the ability to put a student in Starbase plays a critical role in industrial espionage or whatever. It does remind me of that xkcd comic, though.