I would say that I'm doing my best impression of a zombie editor for no reason, but there is a reason: PMS. Ahh, the joys of being female. Last night was the irrationally cranky (which I soothed with hair dye, Sweeney Todd, and trashy vampire novels); today is the oh god I want more sleep stage.
Which is a problem, really, because I have meetings to go to AND I start learning how to do stuff using Visual Basic 2008. Considering I have only a vague knowledge of programming, this should be ... interesting. Yes, I think that's the word I want to use here. All of you people with actual programming knowledge, pray for me. Or point and laugh, which I'm sure some of you are doing right now.
Which is a problem, really, because I have meetings to go to AND I start learning how to do stuff using Visual Basic 2008. Considering I have only a vague knowledge of programming, this should be ... interesting. Yes, I think that's the word I want to use here. All of you people with actual programming knowledge, pray for me. Or point and laugh, which I'm sure some of you are doing right now.
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I'm currently waiting for the Aleve to kick in so that I can get my brain out of my abdomen and actually get some things done today.
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::munches cookie::
(I'd share, but we're still in NY. I'm just snarkily letting you know that there are homemade cookies, and someone is enjoying them, but not you.)
(But next month I'll share.)
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I sometimes speculate about how many trannies would be scared away from girlness by the pain & inconvenience of real, working parts. My hunch is not that many.
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