A Great Morning
August 21st, 2004 by Ian
I had a wonderful morning. While I was waiting for everyone to awake, I played around with the links on the sidebar. I like how the text is highlighted when you hover over it. Simple HTML impresses me.
We did breakfast with the old high school friend. It turned out to be very nice. She has a beautiful little girl named Chloe. Chloe is a talker! She went on and on and on and on and on. Unfortunately, I could only understand about 1 in 4 words. But she doesn’t really expect a response. She just keeps going. Too cute.
After breakfast we wished Stephanie and Simon goodbye. They are back on the road. Bobby and I decided to catch the early showing (10:30) of “Open Water”. It was a great film. Very suspenseful! The guy in the seat next to me kept jumping out of his seat. I wonder who that was
I was a little disappointed with the ending, but I still really enjoyed it. If you like movies that keep you on the edge of your seat, go see it.
Now we are back at home and I’m working on the servers. Fun, Fun. And it is only 1 in the afternoon so there is a full day ahead. Amazing how long the day is when you don’t sleep until noon.
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That’s what I’ve always been telling you! Getting up at 8 in the morning on weekends is fun!!
Up before the crack of noon? Drugs I tell you - you are on drugs!!! :p
Hey - fix my entry: “Brian’s Blog - You’ve heard me bitch about him, now hear his side of hte story!”
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Uh huh… see what happens when you get up before noon. You forget to spellcheck your dockumint.
The links are meant to light up? I’m just here to help!
If you use a real browser the links change color when you hover over them. If you use ie, it does not work because ie sucks! I’m sick and tired of trying to get things to work with ie’s own screwed up version of web standards. So I’ve stopped worrying about it. Ah, inner peace returning.
Returning? When do you have inner peace? Oh, maybe I read it as piece. Sorry, my bad. Projecting my own diseased mind again. Gotta try and curtail that. … Nah!