There's nothing worse than turning on your computer at work and realizing your stuffs gone. By 'stuff' I mean Instant Messeger. Since the boss knows I use it and is fine with it I didn't know what to think. After a couple of hours the IT guy returns my email but can't look into it yet. Then the internet connection dropped. By the time he finally got everything reinstalled it was almost time to go and AIM was dead. I won't even know if it works until I get back on Tuesday. At least I got my Firefox back. And now... the weekend. The loooooong weekend. Let the partying begin.

I hate forgetting to put up the away message on my instant messangers. Especially since I bitch at Jake for not using his. Today was so fucking hot I went into the bedroom to lay down for a minute. That minute turned into a 3 hour nap and I came back to messages of people who had popped up to say hi and then finally left. :/ The weekend turns me into some sort of major flake. One minute I'm chatting, the next I'm playing a game and then time passes and I look down to see the blinking of messangers that I hadn't noticed. To make up for it:

Al: Sweet dreams. Talk to you soon. *hugs*

Audie: *waves* I hope you have a great day

Bane: Fix my shit! *smiles* No, I won't join 43 Things. :p

Jules: *evil grin*

Kitty: *hugs* How YOU doin?

Marcy: *tickles*

Pos: *hugs* Feel better

Unfy: o.O

For everyone else: Hi. :) Hahahaha. :D Hahaha :p

There... That should about cover it.