Back in time meme
Chances are people you don't even know are being introduced to your journal every day, either randomly or through someone else.
In addition to recent entries, people can get to know you better by what you posted in the past. With that in mind post a link to your entries on this day exactly six months ago, nine months ago, a year ago, two years ago, etc. If there was no entry on that day, link the closest date.
Hmmm, two posts. One is a grumble about Berkeley's computer security in regards to SSNs and while it was a Grad Div laptop, I wasn't informed. Two is a random post about the first attempts to clean the garage (suck!) and introducing leto_bucher to #spork, and other grumbles.
And I'm apperantly a killer bee. Thanks, memes!
One post. My mother got the gamecube, and I bought NCAA football 2004 with it. And I'd already managed to beat Stanford. It wasn't hard. :)
This is actually dated September 29th, since there was no entry on the 28th, but it's where I got my assignment to work on Election Day. That turned out to be one of the coolest days of my life, but this was before I knew how it was going to go.
Two posts, the first a cryptic comment about the network needing therapy, and the second explaining it along with a lot of other things. That was the weekend Juan came to Halifax, that was the weekend Cal beat #3 USC in football (that was USC's last loss, for those following along at home), and that was the weekend I came home to say goodbye to Autumn-cat the first time. We made an executive decision to let her try to live as long as she could and she lived nine months before we finally decided it was time.
And no, I still haven't been around to see Zibb since that summer in Halifax three years and three months ago. :( If all goes well, I will hopefully see him *next* June, but...
I get caught up in another one of Luns' madcap schemes. This is an occupational hazard of living in Berkeley. :) (And he still tries to get me involved with them even though I'm now three and a half hours away!)
Those were the days when the network was falling apart, due to several crises of a melodramatic nature wandering around, and the fact that the September 11th had just happened 17 days prior. There's another hint of falling apart in there, which really isn't surprising given that October is usually a notoriously bad month for my moods. And there's the story of the time I got intervened on, and why I panic when somebody asks me to call the police on a suicide call.
Oh the times, they are a changin'.