The hell?

*looks at missed phone call on cell*

*looks at Google result for number*

Um, could someone explain to me why Triad Neuropsychiatry called me yesterday?

Okay, who's got the big gun?

Mystery quakes confound scientists.

So these quakes in Nevada are confusing scientists because no one fault has been pinpointed as the culprit, and they're not behaving like normal quake patterns (big quake plus smaller aftershocks - instead it's small quakes leading up to a bigger one).

Mysterious tremors.

In Nevada.

Somebody get Kevin Bacon and Reba McEntire! Okay, and Fred Ward and Michael Gross. They can play too.

If they find out it's giant man-eating worms, on the rampage to get to gamblers, I'm going to laugh.

(no subject)

Somebody took my mousepad.

I let my boss borrow it for a client, and somebody took it! Possibly the client! It's mildly grungy, but wonderfully snarky and I *bought* that thing! It's a bought mousepad! It snarks about caffeine intake and killing people!

I want my mousepad back! Wah!

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And on American Idol, I didn't weep. Because it was about time. Dang, there were enough waterworks on TV to make up for me not crying.

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On SPEED, my sister's race (that she was the trophy girl for) aired yesterday. They cut victory lane. I'm not kidding. They cut victory lane. So no sister on TV. (But we did get a hoochified flag girl. Also, I want to go to VIR.)

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I'm dying my hair this weekend. I'm dying it brown. Light brown. With highlights. Blonde highlights. Not a bit of red in sight.

This one, in fact. I figure, since I'm tired of red (for now) and most browns are too dark on me, might as well actually go for a lighter brown.

If I'm panicking and dying my hair next week to go back red, the experiment in being a brunette will have failed. LOL