Let’s just say the experiment to become diurnal rather than nocturnal is not going well. On the one hand, I got up at five today. On the other hand, it probably wasn’t the five you’d expect.
raincoaster
49 degrees latitude, 360 degrees attitude!
I can has morning coffee…
Lame, sorry.
No worries. I’m drinking decaf tea and not feeling snarky enough to rise to the occasion.
Nothing like a pic of a vampire meerkat, I always say . . .
Don be tuchn mai bitches
Wahoobiedoobiedoo! The server is up and running and hasn’t crashed once. Of course, my blog looks horribly mangled on this monitor, but I’ll fix that; it’s obviously the monitor setting, not the blog, which is of course flawless.
You obviously have a lot to be modest about.
Yes: I have dreadful taste in monitors!
The blog look fine on my monitor and I’m hoping your computers woes will turn into smiles real soon. And that meercat ain’t got nothing on me in the morning if it gets between me and my coffee it dies.
Looks fine, as in Blue Bonnet margarine, “No difference!”
Thanks for the feedback. I’m pretty sure it’s just the resolution on this monitor, as I have no images wider than the space and no div tags (unless WP snuck them in there).
Meanwhile, working on a rather epic blog post. It’s wandering. I’m still on painkillers, if only the over the counter kind. But at least my server is working and my office now has two windows because I moved the whole damn thing. Also fixed the speakers! I feel so smart!
I so relate.
Too bad the rest of my apartment looks like a bomb went off in a school supplies warehouse, but what do I care? I’ve got my back to it!
Now that the computer works, it’ll take me a few days to catch up on emails etc and then I’ll actually be able to start reading other blogs again, yay!
Nothing worse than meercat breath in the morning.
No, look how terrified the others all look. Seconds after this photo was taken the lens melted.
Aaaaaand just like that, the server will not recognize my keyboard, monitor or mouse upon startup. Swell. Back on the old machine for now.
Someone needs some coffee . . .
~m
Yes, but do I pour it in the USB port or some other orifice?
Friends share, Rain, but I’m willing to compromise. You keep Blair, but hand over the painkillers.
I try to warn people, this is just what happens when you taunt non-morning-friendly meercats, but does anyone listen? No.
No, and now we’ve got to get our shots updated. I’ll listen next time, max.
Stiletto, you have to come pick them up. I’m not allowed to ship these over the border.
You’re not going to believe this but this morning my doctor prescribed me Vicodin.
So now I have my own stash – haHA!
“Let’s just say the experiment to become diurnal…”
Wait – diurnal is a word? And here I thought it was just the name of my WordPress theme. I clearly need to go back to school.