So I called in sick at work and did my usual recovery regimen--lots of Sunny Delight and naps. Read my way through a Sonia Choquette book and didn't do a hell of a lot else, because I'm trying to limit my internet time and I've only got 44 minutes left to parcel out from here to next Wednesday. Watched another Eddie DVD. (
Unrepeatable, in case you wondered.) I lurves him.
Today I took pleasure in scrambled eggs and toast.
Today I learned how much a gigabyte is supposed to be. (Approximately one billion bytes, or one million kilobytes.)
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Throughout the Paris riots, I keep finding the phrase "ma grand-mére est flambé. Am I going to hell for that? (CHORUS: No, not for that)
Yeah, I'm a bit of an Eddie nut.