To create:

...a survey involving things that people might want to know if they were going to live with you, like what-all crap you keep in the shower, which way you tend to leave the toilet seat when left to your own devices, ect. (And the toilet seat is a trinary operator, not a binary operator.)

Support

I'm at 40 support points now, up from 35 just the other day.
W00t. Verily.
http://www.livejournal.com/support/highscores.bml?page=4

I am liking this because I like LJ and I like helping people and I like learning stuff and I like recognition and I like power. (I think.)

It's a sort of self-satisfaction that I don't mind, even though it may come off as obnoxious, because out of 1,600+ unique users who have helped out, I'm in the 300s as far as support points go. There are over 500 users who have only ever gotten one support point; there are another hundred or so who have gotten 2; fewer than half the supporting users have gotten ten points or more; 281 of the supporting users have 100 or more points; exactly 100 support volunteers have cracked 1000 points; only two of the support leads have 10,000 or more (though a few others are creeping up there). The graph of rank/points looks like it would be one of those nifty curves that one teacher described as "bathtub curves" -- almost straight wall and bottom, nice rounded curve in the middle.

So. Yeah. Smug Loony; smug loony who can't afford the 20 minutes of sleep-time she just lost to writing this up. Hooray naps and six hour shifts. And caffiene. 'specially frozen breakfast caffiene.

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--synch palm
--trim cat

Walking Saturday

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Happy Loony: Darkside moments

Called Darkside. Chatted for about an hour. Happiness. He was blowing things up in a video game. His mother nagged him about leaving the lights on in the computer room. He snarked back just like the Little Fayoumis will.

Sadly, he never knows what his schedule will be from weekend to weekend, as he has all these relatives. Aaaaaaigh, relatives.

Overrated

I think Tom Petty is utterly overrated. This is mostly because I cannot abide whiny male vocalists. I don't go in for whining, in general. It tends to get people sent to the corner. My whine-sense has gotten sharper over the years...

Respect, and glitter

I don't typically send glittermissives to people I like and respect, not unless I know they like glitter too. It's so hard to get out of the carpet...

DeVry sent me a letter urging me to go to school there and get one of their spiffy degrees. I took their prepaid return envelope and dumped about five times as much glitter as I typically use in snailspam returns, wrote them a note recommending that they ask their CIS people to write them a script to pull current and recent former students from their list for such mailings, and put it in the sending queue on top of the living room stereo.

Mentioned this to Darkside. Reassured him that he may have noticed that I never sent him glitter, because I didn't want to cause him any problems, and I knew his mother would probably make him clean up every last bit, and I know how difficult glitter is to get out of carpet...

Work is becoming glitterfied, because I wear glitter at work, and I shed...