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Ahhhh... There. I finally finished tweaking my lj colors to my satisfaction. A lot less... bright... And a whole *ton* better than the iceburg color scheme that the current code update forced upon me. ***shudders***
In other news, I went to the doctor on Monday. So within a week or so, I should have a better idea of what's up with my system.
I went to bed early last night due to an icky headache that rendered me cranky and semi-functional. That was before 10. Lucky me, I woke up about 5 am with nature's call. I got back to sleep by 6 and had some funky dreams. There was a lot of familiar yet difficult-to-place locations, a lot of running into old friends or old friends suddenly showing up out of the blue for a visit. I woke up with thoughts in my mind of an old college friend that I'd lost touch with around the time that Aidan was born.
I did a google search just to see if I could find a trace on the web, and the only thing I found that I'm certain was John Nicolini was a letter to Greg Lake posted on the Greg Lake website. Maybe the address I have is still right even if the phone number is bunk. ***shrugs***
I'm not too fond of losing track of good friends. I'll have to do something about that.
In other news, I went to the doctor on Monday. So within a week or so, I should have a better idea of what's up with my system.
I went to bed early last night due to an icky headache that rendered me cranky and semi-functional. That was before 10. Lucky me, I woke up about 5 am with nature's call. I got back to sleep by 6 and had some funky dreams. There was a lot of familiar yet difficult-to-place locations, a lot of running into old friends or old friends suddenly showing up out of the blue for a visit. I woke up with thoughts in my mind of an old college friend that I'd lost touch with around the time that Aidan was born.
I did a google search just to see if I could find a trace on the web, and the only thing I found that I'm certain was John Nicolini was a letter to Greg Lake posted on the Greg Lake website. Maybe the address I have is still right even if the phone number is bunk. ***shrugs***
I'm not too fond of losing track of good friends. I'll have to do something about that.
