Happy end-of-2011, beginning-of-2012, everyone. Big changes are on the horizon--perhaps a new website. Maybe the Mayan Apocalypse will come, though, and I won't have to deal with it. Or I'll live-Tweet it. Fingers crossed.
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Saturday, December 31, 2011
Adorable-ness Break for NYE
I just want to marry both of them. And be insufferably adorable all the time. I'd give up snark for that. Seriously. I guess I'd have to learn to play Hendrix-style, however.
Happy end-of-2011, beginning-of-2012, everyone. Big changes are on the horizon--perhaps a new website. Maybe the Mayan Apocalypse will come, though, and I won't have to deal with it. Or I'll live-Tweet it. Fingers crossed.
Happy end-of-2011, beginning-of-2012, everyone. Big changes are on the horizon--perhaps a new website. Maybe the Mayan Apocalypse will come, though, and I won't have to deal with it. Or I'll live-Tweet it. Fingers crossed.
Friday, November 4, 2011
Adultery Fridays
It's freezing, I'm tired, and I've been dealing with computer problems all day as I've tried to transfer files from my 2004 PowerBook G4 (yes, the one that's so old it has the round charger pin) to my brand-new baby...I mean...MacBook Pro. The G4 is so old that it can't even consistently power a 500GB external hard drive (or that's my current theory), so I'm moving all my files piecemeal. On top of that, the neighbors continue with their loud and never ending renovations. Which equals grumpiness.
I managed to pound out a global health post over at Foreign Policy Blogs, however, on crowdsourcing HIV/AIDS (yes, we're both old school and cutting edge around here), how genetically modified mosquitoes are probably going to kill us all (or something), and the total complete crapfest that was the G20 summit. Sidenote: President Obama: you cracked your gum in a meeting with David Cameron? Really? Really? After all of that depressing malarkey, combined with my horror that it is November, a recent reminder that every pound of conventional cotton requires a pound of chemical pesticides, fertilizers, and defoliants, and my concern over the general state of the world and of humanity, I am going to go watch "Scott Pilgrim vs. the World" and not think about anything.
Update, 10:15pm: OK, so now I've got Migration Assistant running. Which is lovely, and I am a moron for assuming that Apple wouldn't make an intuitive system for transferring files...except it's saying it'll take 105 hours. Hmm.
I managed to pound out a global health post over at Foreign Policy Blogs, however, on crowdsourcing HIV/AIDS (yes, we're both old school and cutting edge around here), how genetically modified mosquitoes are probably going to kill us all (or something), and the total complete crapfest that was the G20 summit. Sidenote: President Obama: you cracked your gum in a meeting with David Cameron? Really? Really? After all of that depressing malarkey, combined with my horror that it is November, a recent reminder that every pound of conventional cotton requires a pound of chemical pesticides, fertilizers, and defoliants, and my concern over the general state of the world and of humanity, I am going to go watch "Scott Pilgrim vs. the World" and not think about anything.
Update, 10:15pm: OK, so now I've got Migration Assistant running. Which is lovely, and I am a moron for assuming that Apple wouldn't make an intuitive system for transferring files...except it's saying it'll take 105 hours. Hmm.
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