Never been one to let the carrier drop

How to do backups of LJ? I’d like to have a backup on my own computer..

Sheer, clockin in for the day. Ker-chunk, goes my time card.

Maybe I should get a actual, real, by gosh hang it on the wall time clock. I was looking with some of that ol’ lust to possess at a mechanical time clock at Office Depot. I’m not sayin’ any time soon, but, if we’re including things to purchase for BRAT..

(Then there’s still the question of whether I should rename my business. After all, I did get the name from P. and her and John might not appriciate me continuing to use it. I don’t know. I wish I could resume my friendship with P.. but you all are I’m sure very sick of that particular conversation. Even bringing it up in couples counsoling seems to be a invitation to a war. I’m going to talk with my shrink about it, maybe he has some suggestions which will get me through this difficult time.)

1) Call my sister and wish her happy birthday.
2) Think of some kind of present suitable for my sister. It’ll arrive late, but hey, better late than never.
3) Call Andy Hong and see what he’s got up his sleeve.
4) Begin Step 4’s moral inventory
5) Panic a lot
6) Stay clean anyway.

This is Sheer, clocking out. Day 10 involved mostly work for Brett and a NA Meeting and getting in touch with old friends thought long lost.

By the way, I think I saw something by Tamex flash past. Please get in touch, my email is sheer dash panic at sheer dot us

1) 28 days
2) Postcards from the edge

I haven’t quite gotten up to watching Fear & Loathing in Las Vegas yet.

Sheer, clockin’ in. Time to call Brett and see what the plan fo’ the day in the workin’ world is.

o/~ See that building.. 20 floors up, I signed my name.. o/~

Sleep is coming up to claim me. Sheer, clocking out for the day, day #9.

My goal – one that I first set as a new years eve resolution 2 years ago and have found damndably hard to achive – is to spend one year free from the influence of recreational chemicals. I include alchohol, nicotine, and a host of less legal ones. Right now, the counter is sitting at 356 days to go – or nine days down. At the end of the year, there is one particular recreational substance that I must never touch again because it causes me to lose all sight of moderation. I think all of you know what it is. I hope that this weakness will not keep me away from any of my dreams. We’ll have to see how it all plays out.

Two recreational chemicals I will permit myself are caffine and oxygen, both in moderation. I don’t think either is likely to seriously hurt me.

go to the UW hospital I stayed at and apologize for not having been able to pay my whole bill yet, and tell them I’m still alive..

Whoever invented USB deserves a gold star. I was having a touch of carpal (I think maybe because I read about having some, and I was able to grab a favorite keyboard, plug it into the lappy, and use it instead. Carpal seems to be gone now, mmmmmm.. 😉

Sometimes when you can’t actually have pleasure, you have to settle for lack of pain.

I wonder..

(Now there’s a phrase that can get me into trouble)

The other day, when I flew a simulated plane over my house, I told Kayti she couldn’t hear it because it was the size of a electron. She responded with ‘And just how big is a electron, anyway?’ – and I haven’t a clue. So, can anyone tell me, in metric-system-friendly units? This isn’t like a assignment or anything, but if anyone happens to be like ‘oh, i know, i know’.. it’d be cool if ya commented! Bonus points if you can also tell me how we know.

I keep wondering, so perhaps I will make it a quest to wander down to the library and ask them sometime soonish..

what the heck was patent #1 for?