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New Digs

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I like the view from the floor my new (temporary) office is on.
Cats and dogs living together, mass hysteria!

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Can you believe that they do this on their own?
Camel sits on, kills woman
You can’t tell me that this isn’t at least somewhat amusing.
So you want to learn Elvish…
I Googled something about writing up minutes of a meeting, and somehow came across how to Write Your Name in Elvish in Ten Minutes. It’s not really that I think this is particularly cool, but rather that it seemed a strange result for my search.
Maybe I should be writing up my minutes in Elvish? Yeah, that’s it! We’ll be the Fellowship of the Condominium! I want to be the hot elf!
Gromit & Stitch

Awww.
Spongebob Legopants!
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I have a feeling that I will own at least one of these sets.
Feed my fish… not too much.
I’m off to London, England! Why? Because I’m visiting my totally awesome friend, Ms. Tina Wilson. She’s been there since last fall, studying at University College London for a year. I’m pretty excited about the whole thing, though admittedly a little anxious about flying internationally. Unfamiliar things tend to make me nervous. I know, it’s completely lame. :) I’m also worried about just getting all my shit packed. I managed to wait until 10 PM last night to even start putting stuff together. I briefly debated whether I should take my Gameboy Micro or DS, until I realized I was being ridiculous — of course I’m going to take both. And my Rio Karma. And my digital camera. And my laptop. Oh, and some clothes, I guess. And your mom.
How to Fold a Fitted Sheet
This information is just too useful (not to mention ridiculous) not to share. Thanks to an article on CNet News.com, I’ve discovered instructions by Target on how to fold a fitted sheet. Those of you familiar with my anal retentiveness when it comes to laundry won’t be surprised that this guide is basically my Holy Grail.
Ah, how far I’ve come. Just a few years ago, I was sending my laundry home to my mom every weekend. Now I won’t let another soul touch my clothes.

