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Sap, Rambling, and Replies.
Sep. 24th, 2003 05:34 pm*bawls* You guys are great. Thank you so much! I miss you! I WANT TO GO HOOOOOME!
(Shea: I know you didn't. Pere: I could tell you that.... if I remembered.)
My data collection was supposed to start (finally!) Monday the 22nd. The manure handlers broke on the 19th. They are trying to fix them today. Todd says, "We'll know in a few days if they can fix them." Not when. If. They have pushed back my data collection start to October 6th. Oh, Yogi. The ranger DOES NOT LIKE THIS. 'Nuff said.
On the other hand, the following conversation with my mom took place yesterday via phone:
Her: "You'll probably have to get some of the guys to help you install [your wireless network card].
Me: "Gee, mom! Thanks for your confidence in my technological skill!"
Her: "Well, honey, you're a girl."
I love my mom. I really do. She's at the front of the technological acquisition wave, but resides somewhere in her head in antebellum Georgia; and she sends me, in addition to said network card: A pair of muck boots and a purple-handled pocketknife. I have such a great family.
Meanwhile, since livejournal is all screwy and is taking five minutes to reply:
1) I salute you,![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
troutqueen and spidersweb! A friend in DFW has started me on Stephanie Plum. It's like Anita Blake, only.... goofier! And with less chance of a menage e trois happening somewhere along the way. I'm in Ranger's camp, myself. :P
2)alliath: No death for you, missy. I thought you were done having icky dreams!
(Shea: I know you didn't. Pere: I could tell you that.... if I remembered.)
My data collection was supposed to start (finally!) Monday the 22nd. The manure handlers broke on the 19th. They are trying to fix them today. Todd says, "We'll know in a few days if they can fix them." Not when. If. They have pushed back my data collection start to October 6th. Oh, Yogi. The ranger DOES NOT LIKE THIS. 'Nuff said.
On the other hand, the following conversation with my mom took place yesterday via phone:
Her: "You'll probably have to get some of the guys to help you install [your wireless network card].
Me: "Gee, mom! Thanks for your confidence in my technological skill!"
Her: "Well, honey, you're a girl."
I love my mom. I really do. She's at the front of the technological acquisition wave, but resides somewhere in her head in antebellum Georgia; and she sends me, in addition to said network card: A pair of muck boots and a purple-handled pocketknife. I have such a great family.
Meanwhile, since livejournal is all screwy and is taking five minutes to reply:
1) I salute you,
troutqueen and spidersweb! A friend in DFW has started me on Stephanie Plum. It's like Anita Blake, only.... goofier! And with less chance of a menage e trois happening somewhere along the way. I'm in Ranger's camp, myself. :P2)
alliath: No death for you, missy. I thought you were done having icky dreams!
