Is it totally sad when your husband is in the next room and you can't talk in person? No, instead you're chatting over AIM about Jamie from MythBusters and how he looks like certain cats. I think it's even more pathetic that my college roommate and I used to chat when we were sitting just a few feet from each other.
So here's a debate...which was the better chat program - AIM or ICQ? Brien and I were discussing this tonight. We agreed we loved ICQ, especially the "uh oh!" I was on that program most of my college career. Although I did start to favor AIM. And that bastard of a program fried my computer right before I went home for spring break my junior year. But then I met Brien and my computer problems were finally behind me. Seriously, I think I broke a computer for every year I spent at NAU. Except by senior year, Brien had built me a new, improved one. And then we left Windows behind completely. We're a Linux/Leopard household now.
If you didn't notice, I've been reminiscing a lot about the past lately, especially the college years. The good, the bad and the ugly. And some times it makes me feel like putting my head through the wall.
I'm being absolutely random and no, I'm not drunk. Am I ever drunk anymore? Ha, that's a good one. Just got a lot of stuff in my head. I think it might be good for my mental health to start posting here again.
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Yeah AIM was good simply because it didn't take 2 minutes to load and suck up half your RAM.
to be completely fair, I don't think all those computer issues were your fault. I mean, your parents sent you up there with what, a 486 or something even more ridiculous? I mean, that computer was practically as old as we were.
Though I do think you should post more often. I should too. Perhaps we should make a pact.
True, the computer issues were not entirely my fault. I remember the reslife guys who came to set up my internet connection freshman year actually took a picture of the dinosaur computer. That was awesome.
Yeah, seriously, I'm going to try to start posting more. Of course, I always say that and then a week later the blog is dead. Heh.
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