Hazah, let God bless the one named John, a man of Mac skills, who saved the burning wreckage of my dead computer. Hazah, it is SAVED.
Not only do I have all my data that I had lost in one spiffy, little file, but also I have leopard and glorious organization upon my Mac, Iris 2.0, which makes me happy and gleeful.
As I turn m glance away from the horrific number of zeros behind how much the deed of saving had cost, I smile at the beauty of reuniting with my other third (the other third being a mixture of my family, friends, boyfriend and food).
I am now reinstalling some games and such to make Iris 2.0 a complete unit once again. Other than that, my parents are holding a Hawaiian themed party at the end of this month. They are giddy with the preparation cycle and are fun to watch. Last night they practiced a war chant for when we'll make the guests hunt for a boar-designed watermelon in the backyard (~3 acres). It included such phrases as "boom shaka laka, boom shaka laka" and "houw houw houw, ooooo, lou!". I think you might comprehend how mental insanity runs through both of my bloodlines.










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It looks like a sheep but I'll call it a cow ~ Link
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It looks like a sheep but I'll call it a cow ~ Link
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It looks like a sheep but I'll call it a cow ~ Link
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It looks like a sheep but I'll call it a cow ~ Link
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Irony is the form of paradox. Paradox is what is good and great at the same time.
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