Adventure Land
Oh man, moving from one computer to another is a pain in the A-double dollar sign.
Don’t get me started on why it is a ‘bother’. You don’t realise how many different software programs you use until they aren’t there and you have to download them. Or even better, until you discover that they don’t work on Vista. And you have Vista. Of course. Or the ‘new and improved’ version is different enough that you can’t find the effin print button or do the things the manual says it should. Not that printing is a possibility since our network is in various states of disarray and I’d have to download drivers anyway…
So I went out for coffee with a friend today and since we went to this really cool little cafe that I like, I did my adventure in coffee land thing that I usually do. Today, I forked over $3.25 for a Green Tea Latte. I looooove their Chai Tea Latte, so why not green tea? I go through enough of it at home. So how was it? Well, let’s put it this way…I drank it because I paid $3.25 for it. So what did it taste like you ask? Well, seaweed actually. I know! Seaweed! “Hello? Yes, my green tea latte tastes like seaweed. Um, I know you don’t have to be a mermaid to like seaweed, but um, well, I don’t really care for seaweed in hot milk.” Oh well. Those are the risks you take in coffee adventure land.
Over in blog adventure land, there is this one IP address that keep spamming my blog. At first, I’d get the email saying there was a comment awaiting moderation and my stomach would do that little excited hiccup–you know what I’m talking about, right?–anyway, then I’d open the email and find it was this annoying site again. I’ve gone through the menus trying to see if I can block a URL or IP address. So far, no luck. But there has to be a way! There has to. And I will find a way. Oh yes, I will. I mean, I got spammed 9 times in the past 12 hours. 9! Yes, NINE! By the same site. Honestly, I’d like to march over there and tell them to ‘f**k right off.’ That is if they were within marching distance, which I am pretty sure they are not. So, I will get to the bottom of this even if I have to march electronically. My inner geek has some wicked inner resolve. (It’s the whole ‘inner’ thing twice, which means you’ve gone one ‘inner’ too deep and you’d better seatbelt up honey, cause you’ve gone too deep.)
