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stop calling me to help you setup your network. this isn't my job. this is what a network administrator does. in fact, this is what anyone can do. it's so simple. even if you're using 3 routers, 2 switches, 4 airport base stations, etc etc. don't get mad at me if you can't figure out which wires are going where and you have to unplug things and plug things back in. that is called troubleshooting. that is why you called. i do not get paid network admin bucks, so please...please stop the insanity!!

damn y'all, i'm 27!! i knew the day would come when i'd exit mid-20s, i just didn't know it would be so soon. i spent it with the fam like i have for the last 25 years (missed 2 in france) and i realized that we're all gettin older. i mean, my sisters and bro-in law will all be in their 30s within a matter of months, and every time i see anyone's parents i see more white hair and wrinkles than before.

to be honest, i'm not afraid of getting older. i've always felt ready for "real life", and i think aging compliments that. as i get older, i realize this stems again, from my humble beginnings as an immigrant. i've seen my parents struggle to live a normal life, and i know i don't want that for myself nor for any future generations i may bring into the world. it's a harsh reality i've accepted...even though i can't turn back the clock and not be born so my parents could have some more money, the very least i can do is live up to their expectations in my own special way.

i hate bugs. let it be known for now and for all eternity...i hate them!! i'm also scared of frogs.

so whenever there's a bug in the apartment i do the stereotypical girl thing and call upon my man to take care of the infestation. what does he do? does he get a shoe or a heavy object and send this unwelcome creature into the beyond? well, sorta. if you count our doormat as such an eternal place.

i've met people like him before. people that think not killing a bug is somehow good for their soul or karma or morals or hell, even the bug itself - fooey i say! or is it phooey? anyway, i say kill the damn thing! you think that killing a couple of bugs a day is going to lead to some harry-scary (yes i made that up) ecological disaster? do you think that you are somehow being a good person by letting it live? dude, if saving a bug brings you peace, you need a reality check. go volunteer at a nursing home or if it's animals you prefer, your local humane society is always lookin for people to help walk & play with some cute, furry, adoptable pets. lastly, to you bug-savers out there, throwing the bug from waist-level onto the concrete is probably the equivalent of falling out of an airplane in mid-flight...so there is nothing kind about your act unless you find it some sort of habitat (which you can purchase at your local target in the form of a child's toy).

that being said, i wonder what it's like to be a bug. such a short lifespan, whether you're squashed or not. i'm glad my DNA turned me into a human. i think as much as people like to complain about life, they'd much rather live the one they've been dealt in comparison to say, the monarch butterfly. oh, and yes, i hate them too. sorry.

my left arm is tanner than my right. i've got a car with no air conditioning and dark blue leather seats. it shouldn't be 97 degrees at 5pm. i sweat during a 5 minute trip home.

hurry up and fall!

i got a promotion and an award on the same day.

i love apple!

i'm so tired. we drove straight home yesterday. the SC was good to us. we'll return.

it took a good 11 months, but i'm back in the SC y'all. being the sympathizer that i am, i went along with andy's imposing fear of flying and we rented a car. yep, that's right. we drove all the way here. it wasn't too bad. we split up the driving over 2 days and we took turns on the road. i missed a couple of big events for this (premiere of charlie & the chocolate factory, harry potter 6 release), but it feels good to be here after all that driving. plus, andy's happy that he gets to see all of his familiar surroundings (and family of course), and i get to see them too. i met his mommy last night and she is the best. no handshakes or awkwardness, she asked for a hug. awwww. what's funny is that we have no idea what we're doing during our stay. i just know i need to buy some jeans and the harry potter book. the end.