This is my dell

This is my Dell on fire! Any questions?

Since they are Sony batteries and Sony Vaio s haven't burnt, I'd say it wasn't necessarily exclusively a battery issue.

bathroom etiquette

Jeff looking
Originally uploaded by MDH, II.

Here, we see Jeff looking at Patrick. He was requested by three seperate people to examine Patrick while in the bathroom. Jeff can't stop staring ... amazed that Patrick is a "tripod".

Neither of them are gay and it pans out that Jane was wrong that they didn't go for a little "cuddle" as is in her delusion. Jeff feels even more insecure after this. His homelife, later revealed in the series was scary.
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When you are in restroom (public) don't do this -- ever! Also, put space between you and another else, including friends or at completely different times. If you have to ask if it's wrong -- it is.

both ways?

ROADS SECRET 3
Originally uploaded by The Secret History.

original title was, "ROADS SECRET 3", but her positioning in the road led me to a number of different interpretations like, "goes both ways", "line in the middle" (especially rude), "wide open road" (equally rude), slow steady travel (note the speed limit), "ride her", "makes quick stops"

There is no real text in the picture, but clearly the photographer had to know this leaves open some impressions. In mine, expression of perverted, darkly sexual commentary. The reader can make guesses why (another road indeed).

"parallel", "don't tread on her", "waiting for ride"

unpretty (fugly) -- sorrow, remorse, negative response

yesterday ... little was right with it. My neice was here, one day before her school began and her dog visited too. A family member was ill, flopping around, suffering, but those around that person suffered more.

In this spit of life (yesterday) I thought to myself of a couple of things.

Suicide: easy for the person comitting it, terrible for those around the suicide (person). It is a selfish act; nothing more, nothing less. Thankfully there were no suicides yesterday.

I also pondered my existence and the relationship of what I'm now doing from what I want to do and what I have done. Is it coincidence, fate, planning, folly? I was in a place to help -- somewhat, and I did help, somewhat. Was I supposed to help? Was I supposed to be available? God knows, I don't.

Restless sleep -- mind focused on little ... I don't want another yesterday. If I had to relive things, I would have to sonsider that this day I might have to relive.