Is Caturday, yes? Wai.

Oh, where do I even begin?

  • I’d like to know why my iPhone selectively uploads photos. I took 12 photos this week. I know that for a fact. But only nine got uploaded. And two of the photos are all black on the computer, which, they weren’t on the phone. Usually, I hit “delete originals” when I do the upload, but today I didn’t choose that option, and it confirmed my suspicion that my memory wasn’t failing me about photos I could have SWORN that I had taken.
  • I’d also like to know why my iTunes selectively acknowledges the iPhone’s presence on my Mac. I hate having to close everything down and do a restart so I can sync the fucking thing. Perhaps I need to move my 6,000-song library to my laptop (ugh) and sync from there. Either that or drag the G4 tower over to the Genius Bar.
  • Roomie’s been out of town for a week. They’ve stayed where they are because, according to them, I didn’t provide return directions. Um, you found your way here to move in, yes? Did you not acquaint yourself with a map once you arrived at your destination? Seriously. It’s been a terrific week, BTW. 🙂 Best week ever!
  • My best friend may be coming to a state or two south of me for Christmas. I am looking at hotel room prices in the area. That’s the thing — beachfront hotels are cheap in December … EXCEPT the week between Christmas and New Year’s, because most of them do New Year’s Eve packages. Grumble, hiss, piss, moan. And isn’t it bad enough I’m at the beach but can’t GO to it?
  • Twitter, I can’t quit you, even though you won’t load in Firefox on my laptop anymore. Thank god for PocketTweets.
  • So the jury’s still out whether I will go to church tomorrow (maybe I’ll hit the earlier services — fewer people to witness the apocalypse), but I have no bible. Actually, I had one, years ago, but I left it on the curb with a bunch of other books I didn’t think I’d need (like marketing books. Who knew I’d get into marketing five years later?!?!) when I left Pittsburgh.

    But never fear — I’ve got the best holy book on the planet right here: Teh Holiez Bibul (lolcat-style). From the Book of Job: “Teh Ceiling Cat giv me cheezburger, teh Ceiling Cat takded mah cheezburger awai. I stil laiks teh Ceiling Cat.”

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