Not Communicating With Self

-I'm trying to decipher a scribble on my calendar. What the heck is going on from Sept. 15 to Sept. 20 that could be designated by the initials "D.O."?

Scheduling Insanity

-So, Saturday the 28th, I'm helping Hannah move starting at 10am, dropping by Jenwa's going-away party sometime after 1pm (and boy did it take me a while to figure out that's what "JEN CALLI" meant on my calendar), and maybe doing Scrabble Night starting at 6pm. Hmm. Time to once more call upon the powers of the Social Butterfly . . .

(In other news, today's Something Positive contains the amusing line "That's the problem with nice guys. All that caring about your feelings can be really inconsiderate." I snort in mildly evil amusement.)

You Know Who You Are

-Those of you who are LJ-kitty-aholics need to look at my sister's post here.

(In particular, note the kitten observing the process. The cat apparently recovered nicely.)

Snort, Giggle

-The doofi running the Athens Olympic Website have set a policy governing who can link to them, and how. Just by making this post, I'm violating it. Silly puppies.

(Courtesy r_ness.)