Incident Report -- Trip to New York, 4/19 - 4/24/06

1. Spilled rotel on Hils' kitchen countertop and in her pantry

2. Kicked the back of my mom's feet

3. Kicked the back of my mom's co-worker's feet

4. Kicked the back of JLR's feet

5. Kicked the back of Hils' feet

6. Ran in to and ricocheted off of JLR on several occasions.

7. Fainted.

Incident report, 4/17/06 - 4/18/06

1. Foot bitten by unknown insect. Foot swollen for two days.
2. Swarming of something in my bedroom.
3. Got stuck in elevator at work. GOT STUCK IN ELEVATOR AT WORK.
4. More swarming of some type of insect in my bedroom.

I would like to add that, contrary to what Deals (who wasn't there) would have you believe, I did not keep saying "I have to pee" over and over again whilst stuck in the elevator. I simply voiced a concern that, due to the amount of beverage I had consumed that morning, I would probably need to use the facilities if we were stuck in the elevator for long enough.

Get Down

My sister's laptop is missing the down arrow key. My sister's laptop--which I used to prefer using to my old hand-me-down desktop computer--now has a major typing defect. There I am, typing a web address in to the browser, and below the address line thing (whatever it's called), pops up the address of the website I would like to visit. "Yea!" I think. "I don't have to type the whole address--oh, no, wait. Yes I do."


Sure, I could use the shortcut, if I could just press the down key. There's the shortcut, taunting me, mocking me. Inaccessible.

Bother.

Unfortunately, JLR doesn't seem overly concerned about it.

Incident report, 4-14-06

1. Kicked cart at grocery store.
2. Kicked cart again at grocery store.
3. Kicked table at optometrist's office. [Stupid...big...feet.]
4. Banged knee on table at optometrist's office.
5. Banged elbow on something. I don't remember what.

Sigh.