Update & Internet Issues & Randomness
Aug. 25th, 2007 05:41 amOK, faithful readers, chp 54 is off to the beta team! Little Wonders tops out at 6,143 words and 12 pages. We'll post later today, and we hope you all enjoy this week's offering.
The bad news is, we have no internet connection! &%3#%#$$%^^(*!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! OMGWTFBBQ! It's too early to work up a proper rant, but trust us, we're ticked. Fear not, friends and readers, we're using Anissa's Mom's computer (THANKS MOM, YOU RULE!!!!) to upload the chapter and such. We should have the 'net back by Monday or Tuesday at the latest.
Oh, and in another OMGWTF moment, guess what flew onto our screened back porch yesterday afternoon? A hawk. How freakin' cool is that? Not sure what species (will look it up as soon as I find my Peterson's Field Guide), but he apparently flew through the lack of a door (I used to have a German Shepherd who disliked doors - he destroyed several). Once on the porch, the hawk couldn't figure out how to get back out. I was going to try covering him with a bath towel and carrying him out, but he panicked and flew across the porch fast enough to hit the elderly screen window and rip right through. Who gives a darn about a gaping hole in the screen when you get to see a wild hawk from 2 feet away?
K, I'm going home and going to bed. This post obviously written by the Voice of (very sleepy) Doom.
The bad news is, we have no internet connection! &%3#%#$$%^^(*!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! OMGWTFBBQ! It's too early to work up a proper rant, but trust us, we're ticked. Fear not, friends and readers, we're using Anissa's Mom's computer (THANKS MOM, YOU RULE!!!!) to upload the chapter and such. We should have the 'net back by Monday or Tuesday at the latest.
Oh, and in another OMGWTF moment, guess what flew onto our screened back porch yesterday afternoon? A hawk. How freakin' cool is that? Not sure what species (will look it up as soon as I find my Peterson's Field Guide), but he apparently flew through the lack of a door (I used to have a German Shepherd who disliked doors - he destroyed several). Once on the porch, the hawk couldn't figure out how to get back out. I was going to try covering him with a bath towel and carrying him out, but he panicked and flew across the porch fast enough to hit the elderly screen window and rip right through. Who gives a darn about a gaping hole in the screen when you get to see a wild hawk from 2 feet away?
K, I'm going home and going to bed. This post obviously written by the Voice of (very sleepy) Doom.