I like comments. You lovely readers respond more using them than you ever did in the guestbook. I do miss my rubber duckie, though. Anyway, replies.
Rajni, I don't know why you couldn't see the butterflies. I checked them after I read your comment yesterday, and everything looks okay to me. Thanks for the Geocities hint, though. Yay for insider tricks.
Megan, we should definitely meet up before school. I move in on August 26th, so let me know if you'll be back up here before then.
Mandy, I loved the Spice Girls, too. And while I'm on the subject, I also loved Aqua, All Saints, Westlife, and a little Steps and 5ive. Watching UK cable channels will do that to you.
Cookies are a scary concept. I use SiteMeter on my pages, so if I log in there, I can set it to ignore visits from my IP address (which is dynamic, and therefore needs resetting every time I reconnect) so that I don't throw the counters off. Anyway, in a moment of ... not quite ignorance, but close, I told it to "remember" my login info. I never do that. If someone else uses my computer, I don't want them to be able to log in using my info, no matter how much I trust them or how trivial the tool is. My blog, my SiteMeter, my email -- it doesn't matter. So, I looked in the Cookies folder to find that particular cookie, and I was shocked at how many cookies there were. Five hundred! I couldn't find one that said SiteMeter, so I just deleted them all. Once I logged in, I went back to the Cookies folder, just to see how many I'd picked up. Four. Four cookies, just by pressing one button. That's kind of scary.
The Terminal was great. Greg was totally prepared to blame me if it turned out to be a bad movie. He actually admitted, out loud, during the course of the film, that it was good. And it was. Tom Hanks is a great actor. I loved
Cast Away and
Forrest Gump. Hanks' character's accent was a bit annoying at first, but it grew more endearing as the movie wore on. Catherine Zeta-Jones' character was okay, even though Greg hated her closure. I much preferred Zoe Saldana's Agent Torres. The best, besides Hanks, were the group that play his "friends" at JFK. They were all hilarious. It was a wonderful movie. Don't let the Oscar-worthiness or the Spielberg-ness scare you away. You'll be laughing along with the rest of the theater.
Still no AP scores. It is now officially mid-July. The College Board sucks. I'm antsy.
My advisor suggested at orientation that, if I was truly interested in a "limited enrollment program", I should have my major changed now or within the first ten days of class (the schedule adjustment period). (I'm learning all kinds of new jargon. Limited enrollment, deference, capitalization. I feel so smart.) So, I sent an email a few weeks ago to do that. I got a reply today, and now I am officially an Education major. At least, that's what the email says. Testudo still says Undecided. Whatever. Now I need to check with the Education advisers about my schedule. It should be fine, but I still want to hear someone with authority say it.
The old computer still sucks. I spent almost an hour tonight trying to make it move my files, and it wouldn't. That sucks. Especially since I
know the CD drives are working now. Acknowledge my blank CD, you stupid computer!
