It looks to be a pretty good day. A little morning fun (hehe), an IPaq on the way, and a yummy espresso to perk me up. I like Thursdays, because they are the day before Friday. Skippy.
I am a little disturbed that my urine smells like potted meat since I’ve been drinking coffee every morning…yuck. I also need to give my truck a bath before it runs away and reports me for vehicle neglect.
Well, I have 20 trouble tickets tp work, so I am out of here. Pics of the Ipaq coming soon.
Yeah, Google finally released an IM client, Google Talk. I installed it tonight, and it seems to run smoothly and doesn’t seem buggy as of yet. Unfortunately, we cannot use it at work, but I will be using it at home, you can bet your ass. *sigh* I love Google.
I’m pretty tired, so I am headed to bed.
Oh, I bought an iPaq! More on that later. :)
Occasionally one runs accross Spam that makes you giggle:
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