Sleepless in Scotland

Before I end up pulling my hair out: any CSS gurus out there want to point me towards the best way to get a footer on a multi-column page? Because Google is coughing up a bunch of ways to do it and I can't seem to find one that works at least in FireFox and AUGH!

Linkspam of the Day, because I discovered Stumbleupon:

1. WinterBells -- Beautiful flash game, and the music makes it even better.
2. VisuWords -- An online graphical dictionary. Fascinating in that way that kinda fucks with my brain. (Double-click on some of the bubbles for more fascinatingness!)
3. Foodpairing -- Not just here because it's a Belgian website, but also because this comes in very handy for people like me who like to experiment with food but don't always have this kind of thing down as common sense.
4. Low Impact Woodland Home -- a.k.a.: Hobbit House built for £4000 in four months. We wants one, preciousss ....
5. The Effects of Drugs on Spiders -- Yeah, um, that spider on caffeine? That's so totally me. *hides in shame*
6. Hang Stan -- Hangman with a pig. And with answers that are much easier to guess than random words. :D
7. Programer or Serial Killer? -- I got 3/10. I'm pretty much fucked, then, aren't I?
8. LetterFu -- This just strikes me as kinda charming and awesome. I may actually start writing letters again with this. :D
9. Guerilla Gardening -- This is just all kinds of awesome and win.
10. Things Other People Accomplished When They Were Your Age -- In case your self-esteem needs punching.

My brain has had, alternatingly, Ultimate Showdown of Ultimate Destiny and Internet People stuck in it since yesterday. I've tried everything to make it stop, but even ABBA can't make this budge. Augh. This probably says something about me, but I don't know if I want to know what, exactly. (Note: This is not an excuse to start singing Badger Badger at me, nor the Hamster Dance song or any other internet meme jingle. This is bad enough as it is.

Before I forget, webrat_jen: here's that shop I told you about. (See under Nappies and then Luna)

(And I'm still baffled that you liked my handwriting. I barely have a consistent handwriting at all!)

Random idea of the day: Tech Support: The RPG! In which "Kill a customer!" is the answer to everything. :D

Also, I, er, may or may not have lost several hours to an internet black hole filled with WoWslash. Um. I have an OTP and everything. Um squared. I'm going to go to hell after being ripped apart by angry orcs and um.

Um?

[ETA] ( Daily Magnetic Prose )

[ETA2] Spam subject line of the day: "Go burley my mettle". I want to use this as an insult now. Hee! [/ETA2]

“Ooh, it's October, clearly this means I must listen to Christmas songs, now.”

“… Wait, what?”

“Oh, right. Stupid conditioning.”

Crossposted from Sleepless in Scotland. Comment here or there.

Co-worker:"I just had Mr [Y] on the phone and he said to 'ive my love to Sofie.'" \o/ Yay for customer appreciation!

Game yesterday was fun, and that's all I'nm saying about this as certain people on my flist aren't supposed to know about what we do. :D

And now for something completely different, a variation on that gay rights meme, via telesilla:

Apparently someone would like to know who really believes in gay rights on Livejournal. So if you see this, please post a story about something you did to demonstrate your commitment to gay rights.

I don't know that I can really pinpoint any one incident, to be honest. (I often have this problem when asked for an example of something on the spot. Stupid brain.) Being out would count a little, I think, and voting for a pro-queer rights party, and marching in Pride, but I've been lucky enough to never have had to actively fight or stand up for queer rights, myself.

Started a new game tonight, in which I play Boudica, a shit-hot pilot who is so going to get herself killed before she turns thirty, sigh. I was apparently witty on several occasions, and got quoted (whee?), and got a fair bit of knitting^* in, too. Good night, but now I need to go to bed.

^* Also contains a Jayne Hat, yaye!

This week at the game: Call of Chtulu! In which I prove yet again that dice? Hate me. *facepalm* But at least I'm still reasonably sane.

Need to get black clothes dye tonight so I can dye the skirt and corset-like top I'm planning on wearing to go see Pirates on Thursday with troubleinchina and co. Arrrr, matey! :D

*pokes friendslist* Talk to me? I'm boooooored.

Bah, I feel like crap. My throat hurts, I'm running a low-grade fever, and there's an annoying headache around my temples. I kinda don't want to go home, though, because they're rather fidgety about sick days, especially in my case (I think I'm still technically in a disciplinary period for this kind of thing, but I'm not sure.)

Anyway, at least I know where my towel is, namely: in my bag. :D And on that note, time waster of the gods!

Also, anyone who's ever watched The X-Files needs to go read this. It made me giggle way too much.

Hi! I bought a SWORD! :D Pictures to come once dad is back home and can upload them, bweeeee!

Okay, first of all: Whoa, Collin!

Secondly, Sir Ian is so totally my Big Gay Hero, man.

And thirdly, some quotes from last night's game:

Melle: I've got an axe, a knife, light armour, a Hell Mace, a Gauntlet, a shortbow, a spell ring, a Talisman, ...
Ben: [sings] ... and a partridge in a pear tree.

Dave (GM, as the squad's "read guard" redshirts): "They're all chaos mutations! Let's kill 'em all, lads!"
Ben: You think our lot are brave enough for that?
Dave: "Let's go tell the boss, lads!"
Ben: That's more like it.

And then Ben, who was party leader this week, managed to kill off all but one of our redshirt squad. Well, that'll save me the trouble next week, I suppose.

Am thisclose to clobbering people over the head with my coffee mug if things keep up like this. *busies self with other things*

(Thank god it's gaming night tonight. Gah.)

[ETA] Oh, for the love of Christ on patry. *glares at trousers* You were tight when I bought you, and I didn't lose that much weight. Stop sagging, curse you! The world doesnot need to see my asscrack or my knickers! [/ETA]