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It is somewhere before 4 in the morning. Hello, Caitibin, bestest. Know what? I hate livejournal. I suck at livejournal, Facebook, AIM, etc. (Besdies, Facebook is creepy, and also rather pathetic). Yet undoubtedly the best way for us to communicate is through the written word. How else can I slip the thoughts I think in the pre-dawn hours into your mind hours and hours later? Let's try this out, shall we?
Do you know what I was thinking about today? Causality. Jake Rowan, curiously, makes me think about causality/fatalism. Living Spoon, on the other hand, makes me think about ferris wheels. Which in turn point me towards the period table, specifically Fe. Fe eventually leads to rust. Which leads to that wonderful, dry red color. (Don't you think of a warm dawn?) Dawn, of course, makes me think about my early morning bus rides into Minneapolis, day delivering me caught to the city, etc. And of course, Minneapolis makes me think of you. What is it you're doing at circa 3 am your time, bestest?
I would like to ask for your help. I have to design a webpage for the JRC. I am doing well...except the CSS I am using for my drop-down menu (I fixed that annoying issue with the bottom line I had with the Java menu on John's site), doesn't like Mozilla Firefox. In fact, it hates Mozilla Firefox. I've tried to fix it. (I don't understand the concept of
My father called me on Saturday. He was at a German restaurant. He deliberately mispronounced all the German words on his menu just to annoy me.
Assertion to be Proved: My father is insane.
Point the First: My father believes he is a cat.
Point the Second: My father has a man-crush on Harrison Ford.
Point the Third: My father, being insane, pretends to understand me even when I speak nothing but German to him.
Point the Fourth: He actually did understand me, despite not knowing a word of German.
Proved: My father is an adorable nutter.
I miss you wickedly.
-Dae