Things I Love

Things that just make me endlessly happy:

1. My dwindling bank account. Friday can't come soon enough.

2. The fact that I can't accurately predict what location in my apartment will give my phone reception. I don't make that many calls, but if my phone doesn't get reception, that means I can't receive any calls, voice mails, or text messages that come my way. Sometimes I put it near a window and it works. For example, at the window, it received a text from jaina. When I replied, I set the phone back in the same spot near the window, and it refused to forward a message. Whee. So far, the best place for it seems to be in my purse, buried under boxes and dirty clothes. It seems to get great reception down there.

3. My wireless network seems to be having an identity crisis, and has been questioning its existence on and off these past few days. I blame jaina. :)

I can't make this stuff up, folks.

So once upon a time, in ye olden times referred to as P.L.*, I was a regular on MediaMiner.Org, at the forums. It was a small crowd, everyone knew each other, and when I hadn't yet made college friends who were into anime, manga, and video games, it was a good place to stay up until 3 am and chat. Plus, they told me my Sailor Moon fanfiction was OMG SO TOTALLY AWESOME! and who can refute that?**

While there, there was a kid named PsyWeedle. PW is forever imprinted in my mind as a smitten 14-year-old boy who had a crush on every single girl at MM, probably because it's the internets, and everybody magically becomes a flirtatious whore on the internets. Especially in Club Miner.

( In case you don't want to have to scroll through another Stupid Internet Story from Casey )