So here I am. 38 years old. It seems so odd to think of myself as “old” but let’s face it: I’m not young any more.
I’m not exactly svelte anymore either. Bean Sprout told me yesterday that I was “putting on a little weight” when I grabbed two blueberry muffins. These weren’t the giant, cannibals-would-confuse-them-with-human-heads muffins. Regular muffins. He tried to make me feel better by saying at one point, he was up to 200 pounds. Must be hell.
Beezlebubba threw a hissy fit over his passwords again. There has to be a way for better user security, but how the hell did someone get to his point in life being absolutely clueless about the basics of using a computer? I’ll bet Snowflake doesn’t have these problems.
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