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perzephone
I quit tribe.net not too long ago. Just let myself drop off the boards... but I'm coming to realize just how much time I actually spent on tribe. Which is why I quit in the first place. Too much time spent online, arguing w/people & getting defensive and thoroughly attached to the outcome of arguments & flame wars. It's obscenely addictive.
I have almost absolutely nothing to do online. I check the bank accounts, check my half.com sales... and that's about it. Which is why I'm filling my lj w/quizzes, which are almost, but not quite, as addictive as tribe.
Found the first dead scorpion of the season on the porch this morning. At least it was dead. It was a fat one, too. The Ex is littered w/dead dung beetles. Well, I don't know if they're really dung beetles, but they sure look like dung beetles. Big, black, shiny beetles that wouldn't look out of place in an African desert rolling elephant dung into balls. Had to go to the castle today to pick up my vacation check & Rob watched one trundling back & forth across the rotunda lobby. He said it was like one of those wind-up cars that changes directions whenever it hits a wall. It would trundle up to someone's foot & change direction... hit the wall, change direction... hit someone's luggage, change direction. It entertained Rob for about a half hour while I was tcb.
It's Kelly's first solo run as relief auditor. My phone is gonna be ringing off the hook tonight.
I have almost absolutely nothing to do online. I check the bank accounts, check my half.com sales... and that's about it. Which is why I'm filling my lj w/quizzes, which are almost, but not quite, as addictive as tribe.
Found the first dead scorpion of the season on the porch this morning. At least it was dead. It was a fat one, too. The Ex is littered w/dead dung beetles. Well, I don't know if they're really dung beetles, but they sure look like dung beetles. Big, black, shiny beetles that wouldn't look out of place in an African desert rolling elephant dung into balls. Had to go to the castle today to pick up my vacation check & Rob watched one trundling back & forth across the rotunda lobby. He said it was like one of those wind-up cars that changes directions whenever it hits a wall. It would trundle up to someone's foot & change direction... hit the wall, change direction... hit someone's luggage, change direction. It entertained Rob for about a half hour while I was tcb.
It's Kelly's first solo run as relief auditor. My phone is gonna be ringing off the hook tonight.
