||[Mar. 24th, 2002|06:37 pm]
|[||song on the wind
|||||moloko -- the time is now||]|
so apparently alan has pink eye!! am i ever so glad that when he called me last night asking if he could stay over i had a reason to say no. and i'm not even completely over the cough he gave me. bad alan. no biscut.
today james attepted for like an hour to get the internet working on my computer. we found about 5 things that may have been wrong with both my comp (who is still nameless... hmmm...) and fred (being pam's computer that i am using to write this entry. i really should see if i can just DL the client to this thing, would make life so much easier) but neither of them fixed it. next step... get my WinME cd from my dorm, when i finally go in and clean it out, which might be tomorrow, and do something with protocols or somthing. i don't rember. if that all fails... call (shudder) eric... or the guy who set up the thing in the first place. but pam did not seem to enthusiastic about anything related to him.
coureton turns 20 today. happy birthday to him.
i'm going to go now. i'm being a bad hostess.