I haven’t disappeared on purpose or intentionally – stuff is just getting a wee bit in the the way of blogging at the mo, but hopefully, all shall return to normal sporadic blogging soon.
Stuff that got in the way:
- Laptop breaking
- Laptop being fixed but losing internet for no Goddamn reason
- Being sick (nowt serious of course, it just left me in bed for a week)
- Life stuff that I no like blogging about
- The quick dip-in-and-out-edness of Twitter. I’m not an addict by any means, but I do quite like it right now.
Speaking of Le Twit – here are six weird and wonderful (but mainly weird) things people have built with Twitter. Nifty!
Stephen Fry on Jonathan Ross on Twitter
I’m very new to all this Twitter business. Keep forgetting I actually have an account (http://twitter.com/Anneelicious, if you’re interested) but I have to say, I can see how it could become fairly addictive. Especially if you’re following Stephen Fry whilst he’s on Jonathon Ross.
It’s all a bit surreal really!
This makes me want an iPhone…
… I have the dog part down.
“iPhone-enabled dogcam and treat dispenser”.
Some clever dude has rigged up his iPhone with a webcam so he can check in on his doggy pal at home. Even better, he’s set up a treat dispenser for the dog, and all he has to do is press a button on the phone to release the treat!
What a smart cookie.
My own worst enemy…
I’m following a certain reality TV programme in America. It’s cheesy, shallow, over dramatic, and full of pretty people with even prettier pictures. Telly heaven.
The finale of said reality show was on last night across the pond and hence, I am in a spot of bother. Do I sit on my hands until the programme is available via the magic of the interwebs? OR do I ruin it for myself by looking up the winner, also via the same cursed magic…
The urge to know is rather annoying. It’s like my Christmas present is right there in front of me, with a teeny tiny tear in the wrapping that if I just lifted ever so slightly…. No, I shouldn’t. I won’t.
I want to enjoy the climatic moment – the split second when the winner’s pretty picture is revealed, whilst empathising with her poor competitor who stands alone, crushed and ignored.
Le Sigh. I may just have to flip on it.
The 8 phases of dating
Forget my last post about relationships – it’s all summed up nicely here:
The 8 phases of dating
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