MMmmm....I'm still trying to figure out what you haven't done...:D

I'M not even sure about that.

Shawnee hasn't posted her butt either.

Ok I'm obssessed with Zen and I'm not ashamed anymore....fine. Jesus. Nay, I am all over Zen like hot georgia asphalt in the summer time.
I would love to drink Zen's dirty bath water...he is so awesome I could eat him up. He is so lovely that I find myself awake at night, stareing at the moon and wondering if he is staring at the sun. I haven't even sent him any of my fabulous love poetry that would certainly rock his world yet....

What the hell, one little obssession and everyone is all over your ass....
Someone needs to tell my husband! This isn't right. I feel so guilty but so swept away by the charms of Zen....why does he not love me? waaaah!!!

:)

sigh. wait that one wasn't big enough. siiiiigh.

That's awfully fun...I'm not usually prone to melodrama...if you guys ever want more let me know. Fun to write...terrible reading.

:worried: I thought I'd let you all keep your lunch down.

No, I'M obsessed with Jesus.

But, have you given yourself up to Jesus?

Damn.You. Shawnee....
:)

I didn't even italicize it....that was a thought...but that would have been too obvious.

Mmmmmm... visual.

rkz - The way you said that, combined with the BRAINS! comment in the other thread gave me an idea for a band name: Zombies for Jesus.

What do you think?

Give it some time; it will grow on you. I like the subtler implications.

I still think the best band name would be Cloth Jacket Fonzies

Here's one that happened to me today:

A user called saying her computer wasn't booting up (which is wasn't). I get there, determine it's a bad power supply, and grab the tower to take with me back to the nerd lair. Before I go, I set her up at what we call a hoteling desk. A hoteling desk is an empty seat that has a computer there so someone who's visiting can log into the network, check email, and work. (outlook is automatically setup when you login and everyones my documents folder is mapped to a network drive so you can access it from any pc you log into). Before I leave the area someone see's me and begins asking me a question about their computer which I answer for them. On my way out the original girl tells me there's something wrong with the hoteling pc too. I ask her to show me whats wrong and she's able to login to the computer ok, but once she logs in she can't remote into her own computer...the one I'm holding under my arm.

this may be an urban legend, but i heard from a tow truck driver about a call that they responded to ....a girl had been locked out of her car because the battery in her remote died. the driver arrived, took the key from her hand, and inserted it into the lock.......turned it...and voila.

it's stupid enough to have actually happened....but....i was skeptical.

wow, i think the towtruck driver should have done his civic duty and not returned her keys. you don't want someone that stupid on the roads.