Right now, at 2:43 am PST, my senior thesis is printing. In celebration, I am wasting bandwidth by starting a completely unnecessary new thread.
What happy things are going on in your life?
~Kyla
“You couldn’t fool your mother on the foolingest day of your life if you had an electrified fooling machine.”
Just bought a new PC!
Pentium III 600mhz, 256MB RAM, 28GB HD, DVD, Zip drive, and CD-RW. Got rid of those annoying end-of-turn delays when playing Alpha Centauri and Civilization: Call to Power.
(Incidentally, I at first thought ChrisCTP’s username meant she was a Civ:CTP fan!)
Good things? I have a few. Even the bad things seem okay right now.
–Da Cap’n
“Playin’ solitaire 'til dawn
With a deck of fifty-one.”
Regrets… i’ve had a few… but then again… too few to mention
sorry
ANyway My good thing this December is repairing something that I should have done months ago. I am now just starting to realize how precious certain things are and treating them as such.
Long separated by cruel fate, the star-crossed lovers raced across the grassy field toward each other like two freight trains, one having left Cleveland at 6:36 p.m. traveling at 55 mph, the other from Topeka at 4:19 p.m. at a speed of 35 mph.
My parents just donated a couch and loveseat to my new apartment. Moving from a 6x10 room to a large 3 bedroom apartment, I had no idea it would be this hard to fill it with furniture.
Quake 3 just came out… I get to play the latest murder simulator (as some are calling it) all this weekend.
My new bass amp sounds sweet… (SWR Working Man’s 15) but now I need a new bass…
The girl that invited me to a party this weekend has let me know that she has rented a hotel room, and that I will not be allowed to drive home after the party.
For the first time in my life I have cable. I still hate TV though.
http://www.madpoet.com
Computers have let mankind make mistakes faster than any other invention, with the possible exception of tequila and handguns.
I have many happy things going on right now!
I’m happy that the funky technical glitch that turned my live car into a deceased one, turned out to be a simple little fuse with a short in it (which in turn sucked the life out of my battery, which in turn shorted out all the other fuses - or something like that). Total repair bill: $99
It could have been SOOoooo much worse!
StoryTyler
I am too in shape! :::muttering::: Round is a shape.
C’mon up and see me sometime.
I spent twelve hours Christmas shopping yesterday. I came home and collapsed into bed. Then I woke up two hours early. So I ran a load of laundry and I’m hanging out here until it’s time to get ready for work.
If I was Truman Burbank, my life would be canceled.
My son,whose stomach had been hurting every time he ate,for about 5 months,feels better. He says it doesn’t hurt anymore! Yay!
May I add:praise the Lord!(dont hit me,pl)
Wooohoooo!!! It is raining today! I love it when it does this because it leaves all these wonderful puddles to stomp in. makes a mental note to wear her good shoes
“Only when he no longer knows what he is doing, does the painter do good
things.” --Edgar Degas
I finally picked up my plane ticket. I’m ready to go! 
Some drink at the fountain of knowledge…others just gargle.
Two days ago, I finished the finals from the worst quarter I’ve had since I actually started caring about school.
Now, I’m looking forward to spending the holidays with people I love. What could be better?
The disappointment I have by not being able o take my road trip is very public and very real.
That said, I feel happy because in spite of the quantity of wonderful people I will be missing because I cannot do this right now, I feel that the quality of one person I hope to spend a lot of time with over this month (and much, much longer) will make up for that and then some.
Yer pal,
Satan
I was on call tonight. I got called in. Ugh. Oh well. The person I am covering for is gonna take my Sunday shift, so it all evens out.
I am so poor. I will never finish paying off my student loans, and I owe 8,000 in credit cards. I need to start budgeting better. I have no willpower when it comes to buying things though, because I shop out of boredom. Buying things is fun. I need to get off my butt and get a part time day job.
I crave an art that passionately transcends the mundane instead of being a device for self-deception.–Griffin, from The Griffin and Sabine trilogy.
Your own fault Michelle. With just a little more effort this month you could have started your own cult. We’d have all been selling flowers at the airport and you’d have been on easy street.
My life is finally going great;
My son is doing great at school
I am in an amazing realtionship, with the most amazing man. Who is a fellow SDMBer and will remain a secret. I am actually engaged to this man.
Work is going really well and there are two promotions coming that I am being consider for. This December couldn’t get any better.
All we really needed to know we learned in Kindergarden
Michelle:Shopping out of boredom? I used to see old couples go to yard sales and buy crap they don’t need. But it was old crap, so it was their style. And they only waste a little money. Buy used stuff, it saves a little.
I got my Holiday present from my bosses last night: $100 gift certificate to any store in Citrus Park Mall! Now I have some extra bucks to buy little presents for my friends. My cats can also breathe a sigh of relief that I don’t have to sell their blood!
(My clinic pays 30 bucks per donantion and I have two cats that can donate!)
Our old reliable Ford Escort ( 1991 with 170k on the odometer) has decided it needs a new alternator. It’s been running on the battery alone for god knows how long and hubby had a mechanical buddy of his check it out and diagnose the situation. He will fix it this weekend. I am without a car, which is fine as I have no desire to go anywhere.
I haven’t been able to breath since Monday and the doctor gave me an RX for my ear infection (that I still don’t think I had because I had no pain) But my throat has finally stopped hurting like a lit match was dropped in it ( except when I cough) and my head is clearer in small amounts but I cannot breath. I called in the the doctors office with my raspy psuedo Demi Moore voice today and BEGGED for something to help me intake oxygen soon. I’m doing so much panting I might as well start up a 900 number. If I lay down, my head fills up with guck. If I stand/sit up, it goes away. I cannot sleep in an upright position. I’ve come to the conclusion my body is slowly trying to kill me.
In less depressing news: We have narrowed down the name for the Baby To Be Named Later. Hubby has been pushing ( against a brick wall, might I add) for Tatiana (UGH x 100) and I just can’t give a girl a name of perfume. Might as well name her Escada or Chanel #5. I told him my two newest choices - It’s a secret, so no one tell our families or friends - Tegan or Sophie. They are under advisement until I have a mood swing and decide to name her Shirley.