I think I have delayed sleep phase syndrome.

The clincher: “DSPS is often thought to be sustained by lifestyle rather than to shape it. Many physicians observe people in careers that allow alternative sleep-wake patterns, like work-at-home jobs, computer programming, or artistic careers. The lifestyle associated with these types of jobs may feed the disorder. However, DSPS seems counterproductive to other, more predictable work schedules.”

Ding ding ding! Reading those pages was like I was reading someone write ABOUT ME, every damn page.

Mannn. I need to call a Doctor. (hell I found out I had scoliosis from reading a Judy Blume book, I spent 5 years in a back brace, so discovering things I have via an article or book for me is not new)

… For Mr Man
… The shade of brown that is my dog’s eyes.
… For all my friends – even the ones that don’t read this page. No really!
… That my family and Mr Man’s family all get along and like other immensely and that his family, best of all, likes ME.
… Dark chocolate. More please.
… Italian food.
… Lamb roasted with garlic, rosemary and wine.
… that I lned to cook.
… For Snowfrisk, dill havarti, fresh mozzarella and Proscuttio.
… that I can give a killer massage that people will line up for (I do feet and hands) – it’s served me well.
… The Simpsons, Monty Python, Farscape, Babylon 5 and Doctor Demento (whom I’ve met).
… that I can say “Bush is a moron” and no one really cares because I’m a nobody. I don’t want to be famous.
… Nexium. All hail the purple pill!
… That somehow for someone with a 1.6 GPA who didn’t give a crap and lived in the HS theatre instead of going to classes that I somehow miraculously have a career and people think I rock at it.
… That for some reason I can still make a moderate living doing what I love.
… That I work out of the house. People suck.
… For the arcane knowledge I have about obscure things.
… That I found a group that appreciates and fosters it.
… That you people seem to think I’m witty/interesting/cool enough to read.
… The great people I’ve met off my various websites. Who I someday hope to meet for real before they think I suck.
… My dorky brother who never ceases to make me howl.
… IKEA, Target, Apple – keeping me sane and mui stylish
… Iron Chef – for removing any urge to visit Japan.
… That I had this many things to list.

(*A couple days late. Screw it I was busy!)

Cut my finger on a mandoline slicer today. It took off a corner of the top of my index finger.

We ate Klingon Blood Potato Soup for dinner.

Out of bandaids, had to go buy some. My typing is worse now with the bandaid over typing spot. No traction on keys, wheeee!

Good news? Finally stopped bleeding. The metal power button on my TiBook can cauterize a wound pretty well.

(G4 powerbooks get HOTTTTTTT – it has never BEEN on my lap, ever)

My Dad shoots, I’ve mentioned that, he does trap shooting. He got creative recently. I saw it tonight and told him he had to ebay it, it was cool.

So, go look at my Dad’s auction. Just thought I’d post it.

McAfee alert on a new virus thingy out, not a virus perse, as you have to agree to be reamed, but in whats it does by your blindly opening “a greeting” for you and not using common sense. It gets your ok and sends everyone in your address books links to itself and a porno link, thus propagating.

I got my first one in the mail yesterday, as I tend to ignore greeting card emails anyway, I paid it no mind till mr man came home telling me how thier company was hit with it today and was busy all day with it.

I love having a mac, I can laugh at this crap and not live in f of it.

Oh, yeah, Spiderman is still gay…But now, a Bollywood style dance party has broken out at the Taj Majal. Spidey was quick to join in!

The nieghbors just arrived home in thier busted up pickup truck each carrying in two 6-packs of beer. This could be a long day.

A few weeks ago we had to call the cops because one of them drove thier car into the yard at 2am, slammed the car door loud as he could waking us up in our bedroom with big windows less than 20 yards away, stumbled out cursing loudly then stumbled back in and backed it across the yard to the driveway (ten feet from our window, if that)… and OVER a 6×6 beam used to outline the driveway. The truck was stuck on top of it. There were visable tire tracks in the lawn for the cops to see when we called them afraid he’d come back out and try to drive some more.

Gonna be an exciting holiday. Yup, yup.

Go see the new Switch ads with Will Ferrell

This time of y, you can count on two things:
1) Traffic at the shopping areas
2) Mannhiem Steamroller rising from the dead once more to infuse every commercial break and waking moment with the screechings of hell while they hock warm feely atmosphere CD’s filled to the brim with rancid sugar plums. (How many xmas discs can one “band” make anwyay?)

I *hate* Mannheim Steamroller. HATE. They are like unescapeable at christmas time, making it worse.

Evil! Evil!

Gobble! Gobble! Click to see full size!

This is one of my very big readers’, Where’s yours?

I was looking for a interactive flash version of the grade-school favorite, the hand turkey. You know, a 21rst century piece of useless fun. Nada. Nothing even close. So I made my own in Photoshop.

Gobble! Gobble! Click to see full size!

I did find “How To Make A Hand-Turkey” though on Google, which is almost as good.

But until I find a flash version, just for kicks, I charge you all to make your own hand turkeys in Photoshop. Go nuts, and send them to me (in full size), or send me the links to them and I’ll post them here.

I would like to say polygon lassoing your hand pressed to the monitor is easy… it’s not, but it is a skill test and really fun!

MASH – which I used to play as a kid with the girl next door (who had a kid in the 8th grade and later became a biker bar hooker) says I will marry Simon Lebon (had to use him, for old time’s sake) and live in a mansion in Milan, and I’ll be a world famous designer who drives a red Jetta.

Woo hoo! No date for WHEN, I’m waiting over here Mr le Bon if you’re still looking for me. Mr Man will understand, honest.

Apple’s ‘It’ Girl Breaks Silence

Naurally a follow up to the statements I made below… “Not that there is anything wrong with that!”

And my, what an opinionated bunch. I haven’t seen such fast response to a post in months!

Me: [staggers out of bed into the living room]
Mr Man: Are you up?
Me: Ugh, yeah. [Yawns]
Mr Man: What you think about breakfast?
Me: I think it’s best when made by strangers in name tags. [Yawns and staggers to bathroom]

Farscape Fans Pay for TV Plea – fan made, fan funded tv commericals to run in over 20 cities. The article lists this page that has the commericals. They are based on Apple’s switch ads. Cool.

I kinda wish they were better lit, but hey, it’s the thought that counts, and as a fan of the show I kinda ted up seeing this level of dedication. I know the show means alot to me, it’s just so fabulous, and if you dont watch it you have NO idea how good scifi can get. None. Star Trek is so below Farscape’s level it’s almost ridiculous.

So here’s my tag line…

My name is Jen Segrest, I’m a web designer… and I am Farscape.

ieSpell – Spell Checker add-on for Internet Explorer – now if only I had a PC. Grrrr.

Retro Redheads – Vintage Dinnerware & Kitchen Glassware. Pixeldecor visitor sent this to me.

Every dog owner knows this, but it apps science is finally looking at it.

It apps they actually DO understand what you are saying – somewhat. Mr Man sent me this cool article about dogs, their history and their apparent inherited genetic memory for communicating with and understanding humans via body language.

Maggie seems to do well with our system of hand signals, Gary just sits there and wags at you. He understands, I know, but I don’t think he cares and just waits till we give up. heh. The only think I have been able to teach him to do it sit on commmand for food. Maggie has several tricks (including high five and wave) and is very vocal for a dog with her moans, rumbles and wuffs. We’ve held entire conversations – nothing deep – but conversations.

Maggie: :::Squeal wuff whimper:::
Jen: You wanna go outside?
Maggie: :::Animated dancing:::
Jen: First tell me your thoughts on the possible downisdes of solar power if there is a nucl winter
Maggie: :::wuff whimper grumble gruff, wuff whimper:::
Jen: What’s that girl?
Maggie: ::: grumble gruff wuff whine:::
Jen: I never thoguht about it that way.
Maggie: :::Wuff! Wuff! Wuff!::::
Jen: OK, Ok , OK, let’s get you outside to pee. We’ll talk about the UK’s reluctance to join the Eurpean Union’s monetary system later, honey.
Maggie: :::Wuff! Wuff! Wuff!::::

Ln about the “clover” key – a mac history lesson.

Click the key.