Have you ever had one of those days where SO much happens that it feels like the day is never going to end??!! Such was MY life today. No big surprise there, huh? Anyway, the chaos actually started late last night. Chris had been avoiding some phone calls from some people that he works with…he figured they were going to ask him to come into work or something. So he finally returns the phone call and come to find out, another co-worker had died on Sunday! He had walked out his door to go to work and just dropped dead right there in his front yard. Once he heard this, Chris went over to the other friend’s house to see what had happened. This was around 9ish or so last night…well about 10:30 – 11ish I decided to go to bed. JUST as I’m falling asleep, Sammy the ferocious guard poodle starts barking, which woke me up. Sammy hates it when one of us is gone and he barks at every noise or movement he sees until the other one of us gets home. So back and forth until almost midnight my stupid dog growled and barked. It finally got to the point where I called Chris on his cell phone and told him that he should consider coming home because I needed to get some damn sleep!!! It goes without saying that the start of my normal routine came VERY early this morning! I felt like a zombie when I got up. BryM not having enough sleep is a true danger to life as we know it!!

I somehow manage to make it to work without falling asleep and causing a pile up on the interstate! Once I got there, I REALLY REALLY contemplated calling in sick and coming home!! I didn’t though….curse that damn work ethic!!! Work itself wasn’t too bad of an ordeal, but the day crept along at a snail’s pace. One cool thing that happened was I found out that a coworker and I have a LOT in common….we both had gastric bypass surgery three years ago performed by the same surgeon! As we were talking, I looked at her very closely…and realized that we’ve actually met before! We didn’t recognize each other because we both look SO different than the last time we’d met! Pretty cool huh??

As is usually the case with me, something cool happening on a day like I’ve had is always followed by something NOT so cool. Crazy Man decided to be my shadow today…again. On one of my breaks, I head outside to the smoking area and sure enough, there’s Crazy Man following me out there. So I’m standing there minding my own business when I look up and realize that he’s standing there glaring at me. You know the “psycho I’m about crack and kill your children” look? Yeah…that was him. He didn’t say anything until I started to head back inside…he comes up behind me and asks why I’m going back in. So I give him my “you’re an idiot” look and tell him that if he MUST know it’s because I have to pee. He tells me that I’m crazy for going back in when I still have 10 minutes left on my break! You all know me…opportunity knocked and not only did I answer the door, but I bitch slapped it! I look and him and say, “well if that isn’t the pot calling the kettle black!” It was out of my mouth before I even realized what I’d said. No, I didn’t REGRET what I’d said…I just felt like an idiot because I gave him opportunity to speak to me some more. Ugh. I’m so stupid.

So THEN the class heads upstairs so that the brand new people can sit with someone and see the job in action. I ended up with the lady in class who had to ask how to turn her computer on yesterday. We were not amused. As I opened up my work program, I took a look at the calls waiting to be assigned….since I’m in class for 3 weeks, there’s someone who’s supposed to be doing my job. Guess what…the bitch doing my job has not TOUCHED the calls in my area!! I was LIVID!! Remember…the calls I schedule and assign are on a DEADLINE. If I don’t have the calls scheduled by that deadline, I can get into big trouble. Of course in THIS situation, it’s not on me…but it still affects the guys in the field who KNOW they are supposed to be getting these calls assigned to them! If that wasn’t aggravating enough, it took me 15 minutes to coax this new girl into actually making a phone call to a customer! I felt like just putting her in a cannon and blowing her ass to the moon! A typical conversation between us:

ME: Ok, now all you need to do to send the order to the guy in the field is click on the little green flag icon.

HER: What’s an icon?

ME: It’s those little pictures of arrows, circles, and squares. You click on them and they do stuff.

HER: Oh ok! Alright, so I click on the red square to send the order..right?

ME: No. Click on the green flag icon. The red square will close the program.

------à she clicked on the red square

HER: Oh God! What happened? The screen went black!

ME: Don’t sweat it..you just closed the program. Just double click on the square box that says “Logon” on the desktop.

-------à she starts looking around

ME: What are you looking for?

HER: What on your desktop do I have to click to open the program?

ME: The square box.

HER: I don’t see it.

ME: It’s right there. Next to the Hipath icon.

HER: What’s Hipath?

ME: It’s the program that logs your phone into the system. So just click on the square that says logon.

HER: I can’t find it!

------à I finally take the mouse from her and click on the square

HER: OH!! THAT desktop! I thought you were talking about something else!

ME: Huh?

HER: I thought you were talking about the top of the desk!

ME: Have you ever operated a computer before?

HER: Well yes, but I didn’t know you called that area on the monitor a desktop.

Have you ever met someone who’s so stupid that you wonder how they find their way to work every morning?

UPDATE: Chris just told me that his co-worker’s death was due to some sort of seizure. The story is that many years ago he’d had a seizure while he was in the shower and when he fell, he actually crashed through the shower doors. Apparently a piece of glass lodged into his neck and was in such a position that his doctor told him that surgery may leave him paralyzed if he were to have it taken out. So for all these years, he’d lived with this piece of glass in his neck. Well, when the seizure started as he was walking out the door, the motions that he was making caused the glass to come ajar and killed him as he was falling. From what was said, he was dead before he ever hit the ground. But now check THIS out: keep in mind this guy is in his front yard….the guy had died very early in the morning. So around noon, his elderly neighbor looked out the window and saw the guy laying there. She figures that he’d gotten drunk and passed out in the yard, so she went about her business. Around 2pm, the old lady saw him again and called the police. She told them about the guy laying in his yard and she thought maybe he needed some help. By about 6 in the evening, no cop had showed to investigate and the old lady calls them back. She tells them that the guy has now been laying in the yard since the morning and not moved, so she was afraid he was dead or something. THAT finally got the cops out there. Yeah..this poor guy was laying dead in his yard ALL day long before the Keystone Kops bothered to show!! So learn a lesson folks…if you’re ever in Angier, North Carolina and you start seeing some signs that you might be getting ready to die, it’d be a wise thing to get out of the city limits before you drop! Otherwise you might find yourself decomposing in 90 degree weather!

Another UPDATE: Kevin still isn’t doing any better today. He’s now been asleep since early yesterday…of course I’m guessing that the combination of drugs that the nurse has pumped into him has had a lot to do with that. Normally I’d not be too keen on pumping someone full of drugs like that, but in this case I think it’s best. It prevents Kevin from hurting himself…or anyone else who happens along for that matter!

So that’s it for now! Hope everyone has a good week!

I’ve got another entry below this one that is MUCH more light-hearted, so if you’re not in the crying mood, check it out instead of this one! If you’re ok with some sad stuff, read both posts.

I said in tonight’s first entry, I was going to make a separate entry for Kevin. Those of you who are new or have forgotten who Kevin is, I’ll give you a history on the situation…
Kevin is my neighbor across the street. He and his wife of 20 years (Cindy) have become very close friends to both me and Chris since we moved in over here almost 5 years ago. Before we even got the first box moved into the place, tongues had already started wagging in the neighborhood about us two guys living together. I’m sure you all can fill in the blanks about what it was that people were saying about us. Anyway, it was Cindy and Kevin who even bothered to take the time to come over and introduce themselves and welcome us to the neighborhood. After we’d been here a few months and the weather got warmer, we were invited over for a pool party. It was at that pool party that Cindy actually came right out and ASKED Chris and I if there WAS anything “going on”…naturally I was a little taken aback, but I appreciated her guts for having asked. So we told her the whole story about how we came to be roommates…and that was that. She nor Kevin ever said another word about it to us….however, that’s not to say that they didn’t go to each house in the neighborhood and put a very ABRUPT stop to the rumors! That’s something I found out only recently.

So anyway, a brief history about Kevin: he was working on a building one day (he’d worked construction all his life) about 15 years ago, and because of some dumbass, he fell off the building. It was a three story building and he fell off the TOP of the damn thing! He managed to break every single bone in his body…but he survived. His injuries were so debilitating that he ended up “retiring” from working. As a result of the fall, he was in constant pain all the time (obviously) and eventually ended up on daily pain killers…methodone to be exact. That’s some powerful shit! At any rate, because he’d been taking the pain meds for SO many years, any OTHER pain that he’d have was dulled because of the methodone. The only time that Kevin COULD feel any “other” pain was when he was SERIOUSLY bad off, so we all knew that when Kevin said he was hurting, he really WAS hurting..and BAD!!

So one day he starts getting these really sharp pains in his abdomen…he described it as feeling like someone had stuck a piece of hot steel right through him. When the horrible pain didn’t go away after over a WEEK of Kevin suffering, he FINALLY decided to go to the doctor to see what was wrong. He figured it was probably either being “backed up” (if you know what I mean), or that he might just have a really bad kidney infection or something. When he finally did go to the doctor, Kevin ended up being sent for a shitload of tests and then a few days afterwards gets a call from a doctor that he’d never met. The doctor asked him and Cindy to come into his office THAT day because he had some serious news for them. Even on the way to the doctor, Kevin and Cindy figured that there was something wrong with the intestines or something and maybe it was going to be necessary to operate or something, because it’s not unusual for a doctor to not give a patient news like that over the phone.

When they get to the doc’s office, he tells them that Kevin has developed a rare kind of liver cancer that only a handful of people in the US had ever been diagnosed with…and THEN he told them that Kevin at best would only have about a year to live!

Over the course of the next three and a half years, Kevin found himself going through surgery after surgery, chemotherapy and radiation therapy, and even a brand new procedure that implanted chemo directly INTO the tumors on his liver. He also found himself on no less than 20 pills a day AND monthly trips to the “pain clinic” for cancer patients. During all of this, Kevin kept a good attitude even after the doctor told him that the cancer could NEVER be completely CURED. There was hope though that he’d get at least keep it at bay for an indefinite amount of time.

About a year ago, after having undergone yet ANOTHER surgery, the doctor tells Kevin that the tumors have actually decreased in size…he even said that there was an outside chance that he MAY go into remission!! Yeah, we were ALL very relieved!! Less than a month later, the cancer not only started up again, but it started to spread very rapidly. Within a couple of months, it had consumed a good portion of his liver and made its way into his intestines, stomach, and then his lungs. Kevin made the decision to keep fighting it, and fight he did! It was an up and down roller coaster ride for quite a while there.

This past summer, Kevin was told to go ahead and get his affairs in order because of the rate that the cancer spreading. At this point, there wasn’t much else that could be done for him. Even STILL, Kevin kept fighting. So the wills (living and last) were made out and funeral arrangements were set. The reality of what was going to happen really started to set in with Kevin and he told all of us one day that his only prayer was to make it until Christmas. He just wanted one last Christmas with Cindy before he died. A few days later, the doctor made a house call (how RARE is THAT??!!) and after his initial exam, he told Kevin that he was actually IMPROVING and that being here until Christmas was a very REAL likelihood!

Less than a week after that visit, Kevin went down fast…and very hard. It was as though the cancer just exploded and landed in every last part of his body….including his brain. At first, there wasn’t much of a noticeable difference in him, other than he was starting to sleep a LOT longer than before. The doctor finally said that at this rate, Kevin at best only had a few weeks left…if even that. Another day or so and the prognosis got even worse. Kevin was fading so fast that it was clear those few weeks now could only be a few HOURS.

And then a couple of days after THAT, Kevin gets up one morning and goes on like nothing was happening!! He went from being bedridden and semi-comatose to waking up in the morning just like the rest of us! He got dressed, ate breakfast, did some walking outside…basically life as usual for him. We were all FLABBERGASTED…even the DOCTOR was floored! Unfortunately though, the “burst” was temporary. He’d go back down again…and then get better. It’s been back and forth like that for several weeks now.

During these last several weeks Chris, Cindy, and I started noticing subtle changes in Kevin’s personality. Nothing to major..just some memory loss and confusion now and then. Then one day he starts “short circuiting”…one minute he was himself and the next he was saying really bizarre things.

Last week, Kevin woke up on Thursday morning and did not go to sleep until THIS AFTERNOON. He was full blast. Sadly though, his condition started getting worse literally by the hour. He’d go into the kitchen, fix himself something to drink, and then start back to the living room. Halfway there, he’d drop his drink on the floor but not realize it until a few minutes later that it’d happened. He’d then get very confused and even start to cry. Then he’d forget all about what’d happened. If that wasn’t bad enough, a couple of nights ago he went onto the front porch to have a cigarette. Cindy stayed inside and ended up falling asleep in the living room sitting in her recliner. When she woke up about 45 minutes later, she got alarmed when she didn’t see Kevin inside, so she goes onto the porch. No Kevin. She checks the front and back yards…no Kevin. Just as she’s coming back into the front yard, a cop car comes by really slow and then shines his spotlight onto Cindy. As the cop was asking if everything was ok, here comes another neighbor a few houses away..with Kevin in the car. Apparently, he’d wandered up there, knocked on the guy’s door and told him that burglars had broken into the house and were holding Cindy at gunpoint. Naturally, the guy calls the police. The cop is pretty pissed at first but then Cindy explains what’s wrong and the cop ends up being very understanding and sympathetic.

So this evening, Chris and I go over to eat dinner with Cindy and she tells us that Kevin has been REALLY bad off today…thankfully the Hospice nurse came over this afternoon and got enough drugs into him that he was finally able to lay down and go to sleep. He woke up a few times while we were over and then went back to sleep. He knew who Chris, Cindy, and I were…but Cindy says that we’re the ONLY people that he recognizes now. He had gotten a call from his brother yesterday, but didn’t remember that he had a brother and ended up hanging up on him. It was a similar story with his mom when she called last night. One of his best friends for the last 15 years or so came over this afternoon, but Kevin (or what’s LEFT of him anyway) didn’t remember him either.

So now it looks like the real deal this time. The only thing that any of us can do now is brace ourselves and pray that it happens soon and with as little pain as possible. As hard as he has fought this illness, I think the very LEAST that Kevin deserves is a painless and dignified death. I just want him to finally be at peace and not in so much pain.

It occurred to me just now that the last time I said that was when Nannie (my beloved grandmother who died in 1997) was dying from a cerebral hemorrhage she’d had a couple of weeks before. Sadly, I’d also just said the same thing about my mom just 4 years earlier when she was suffering so much. You know…I’m getting more than a little tired of having to wish speedy and painless deaths for those that I love. Really tired.

I know I don’t even have to ask this of you all out there, but I’d really appreciate it very much if everyone could say a little prayer this evening for Kevin. Pray that his suffering these past few years will finally be over very soon…and pray for Cindy to have the courage to get through this. Once he’s gone, I’ll explain Kevin and Cindy’s story to you all. The story of how they ended up together is the stuff that Lifetime movies are made from!

Three pages in Word is probably going to equal a ten foot post, but I needed to get this out tonight. I appreciate you all bearing with me. Take care and God bless!

Alright, this is how a normal day for good ol' BryM goes:

5:50am: Alarm goes off. Sound like monkey burping. Throw pillow, miss alarm clock, hit cat. Stagger to clock, hit snooze button. Trip over cat. Get back in bed for 9 more glorious minutes of sleep.

5:59am: Repeat above.

6:05am: Realize more sleep is out of the question. Roll over. Get to alarm just as it's going off again. Turn alarm off. Curse monkeys.

6:10am: Stumble into breakfast nook/computer room. Curse Chris for moving computers to breakfast nook. Click open Firefox. Curse Firefox for taking so long to load. Smoke cigarette.

6:15am: Finally get Firefox open. Check porno sites. Check email. Check Blogstream for messages. Check porno sites. Contemplate showering.

6:20am: Turn on tv in den. Get annoyed with perky weather slut who says it's going to be 90 again today. Check porno sites. Contemplate consequences of not showering.

6:30am: Decide to shower. Check porno sites. Flick ashes onto cat's head instead of ashtray. Curse ashtray. Curse cat. Curse weather slut who's still too perky for this time of day.

6:35am: Stumble into bathroom. Start shower. Contemplate shaving.

6:45am: Finish shower. Contemplate shaving again. Rule out shaving because it takes too long. Stubble is sexy. Get dressed.

7:00am: Contemplate calling in sick to work. View stack of bills. Curse bills. Curse work. Curse bills again. Check porno sites.

7:15am: Contemplate calling in sick one last time. Get keys, watch, phone, and hairbrush in hand so as not to forget. Head out the door. Get into truck. Curse work. Curse truck.

7:20am - 7:45am: Fight annoying Yankees in traffic. Contemplate chicken biscuit and tea.

7:55am: Arrive Chick-fil-A. Curse self for being there so often that ugly girl worker thinks I'm there to see her. Order biscuit. Run.

8:00am: Curse truck when temperature needle starts moving toward H again. Curse work. Curse bills. Curse Yankee who just cut me off.

8:05am: Arrive at work. Thank God for good parking space. Curse Yankee speeding through parking deck. Eat biscuit. Contemplate last chance to call in sick before anyone sees me. Accept fate and head into office.

8:10am - 5:30pm: Earn money to pay bills. Curse bills. Flirt with hot co-worker with enormous boobs. Curse her engagement ring.

5:30pm: Turn cartwheels to parking deck. Curse Yankees who've clogged traffic again. Call Chris. Curse Chris for asking me to stop at store on the way home.

6:00pm: Turn into subdivision. Curse new house on corner. Arrive home. Curse Chris for drinking my tea.

6:15pm-10pm: Relax. Check email. Check Blogstream. Answer messages on Blogstream. Eat. Play with dog so he doesn't run away from home due to neglect. Check porn sites. Post entry on Blogstream. Curse Blogstream's shitty interface. Contemplate bed.

So there you have it. A typical day for me. It's not very exciting, but it works for me. Most of the time. Anyway, having my routine upset really, well, UPSETS me. Such was the case this evening. Chris reminds me that we're going to Cindy's (across the street) to eat steak and hang her new tv on the wall. Since I haven't seen Kevin in a couple of days, I have NO choice but to go. Damnit.

We head across the street, get to Cindy's and of course the steaks are not EVEN on the grill! She's one of those weirdos that doesn't eat dinner until 8 or 8:30!! After we're done eating, we decide to forego the tv thing...Kevin is FINALLY asleep after having been up (literally!) for THREE days straight!!

I hate a change in my routine! Now I feel like I'm rushed to do what >>I<< wanted to do before it's time to go to bed and start all over again tomorrow! Ugh.

Oh..speaking of Kevin. Since I've been having issues with timing out lately, I'm going to finish this entry and get it posted and then I'm going to give an update on him. It's not good, I'm afraid.

See ya in a bit!

Excuse me! Excuse me everyone! May I have your attention over here please? Let’s all settle down now…I’ve got something to say to you all! Bella~~stop twisting HeatherScot’s braids…and Heather stop provoking her! ValAnne! I have told you before about hopping onto the window sill and showing your panties to the men working next door…pull your dress back down and have a seat please! Sheesh! Oh now come on AZRON..you KNOW it’s not polite to shoot spitballs at kktaylorcc!! Now come on people…take your seats and direct your attention over to me!

We have a new pupil joining us today. Her name is Dreamer and she’s from..oh I’m sorry honey where did you say you were from? The South? Ok..so everyone, she’s from the South. We learned about the South a while back..it’s where the people drive like they have some common sense and don’t bitch about how miserable it is during the summertime! Dreamer says she likes potatoes, people, paperwork, and pillows! Clearly she also likes the letter “P”! Oh now don’t worry Dreamer….all of us here are very supportive of each other because we are all equally retarded.

Let me introduce you to our little family here:

1) Bella~ She’s our cheerleader here..if you’re ever feeling a bit blue, first make sure you’re still breathing and then head on over to Bella’s blog. It’s guaranteed to chase away that ol’ man Gloomy Gus! We're so happy to have Bella back...she'd been sent away to prison for trying to sell bobby pins on Ebay. Her parole officer insists we still keep an eye on her though!
2) HeatherScot~ We all love Heather. She’s very sweet, loves her children and enjoys feeding wild animals that wander into her yard. We thought for sure we’d lost her when last year she attempted to feed a family of wild ducks a handful of what she THOUGHT was bread crumbs but were in reality BBs from her son’s BB gun! I’ve never seen so many feathers flying as I did the day those birds attacked Heather in the park!
3) ValAnne~She wants to be a butterfly and eat sanitized tapeworms. We love her just the same though. Oh, just make sure you don’t make any sudden moves around her..she’s been known to hurl Chinese fighting stars at people who surprise her!
4) Miss Lou~ She’s the one sitting behind ValAnne and drawing pictures of stick men. We love Miss Lou as well, which makes it easier when she starts muttering to herself about Martians running Walmart.
5) Secret:Victoria’s First~ She normally sits in that desk that’s empty. She’s away for awhile but should be back soon. We’ve heard that she’s made a lot of progress towards accepting the fact that the monkeys she saw at the zoo did not plant a tracking device behind her eyeball!
6) DitzyChick~ She’s the young one sitting in the back row. I’ve had a very hard time getting her to turn in her assignments lately. She SAYS it’s because she hasn’t had much to write about, but some of us have spotted her down at the library tapping away on the computer while eating a sno-cone.

So if you’ll go have a sea…oh my goodness! What in the heck is wrong with me? I completely forgot to introduce myself! My manners lately are just not what they used to be, I’m afraid. Anyway, I’m BryM…I’m also from the South..I live in central North Carolina in a town which has a very unique and handy benefit…no one from above the state of Virginia can pronounce it correctly! It is extremely beneficial in identifying Yankees so that we can tag them and track their movements about town. At any rate, I’m the local brooding, intense, and grossly misunderstood one of the bunch. The girls try their best to keep me out of trouble, but sometimes I’m able to give them the slip and sneak out the back way when I feel like stirring up some trouble!

All in all though we’re a pretty decent bunch over here, even if we are a bit twisted most of the time! Now, if you need anything just raise your hand and let me know. Oh and you do need a hall pass if you need to go to the bathroom while we’re in session here. We’ve found that rule necessary when we had to go running after Bella and HeatherScot on the night they snuck out last fall to go to a frat party at Ohio State. I haven’t been able to come up with concrete evidence, but I’m convinced that it was ValAnne who was driving the get away car that night!

Those of you with any sort of religious reasons for not taking the Lord's name in vain, look away for a minute.





GODDAMNIT!!!!! GODDAMNIT!!!!! GODDAMNIT!!!!! GODDAMNIT!!!!! GODDAMNIT!!!!! GODDAMNIT!!!!! GODDAMNIT!!!!! GODDAMNIT!!!!!
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I am SOOOOO MAD!!!!!!!!!!!! I could literally BLOW MY STACK RIGHT NOW!!!!

I just sat here writing probably one of the best entries I've written in QUITE some time. It took me exactly EIGHTEEN MINUTES to write the damn thing...I know this because I timed it. Knowing that I lost a post just a couple of days ago because I'd composed it in IE7, I decided that I'd be safe and compose it in MS Word...well, I found out that it's not possible to transfer a picture from Word to the area where a post is composed on Blogstream. The text will transfer just fine, but in order to put the picture where I wanted it, I would have had to copy and paste in SECTIONS because of the way that code or pictures are pasted in an entry here....i.e. at the very bottom of any exisiting text.

So anyway...to make the entry look like it was worth a shit, I was FORCED to compose it here on the site.

I finished the entry (did it in Firefox even) ...hit the submit button...and BAM!!! That FUCKING ANNOYING ASS page with the "your account has been logged out due to inactivity"

Now, I didn't panic to start with because I was composing in Firefox and all I have to do is login and then page back to the entry, which would be in tact.

Well, GUESS WHAT.

Unless you are pasting a picture from your Blogstream gallery into your post, the only way to put a picture in an entry is if you use the so-called "ADVANCED" entry section, which is nothing more than a shitty imitation of WYSIWYG-type composition area. Now, if you happen to be logged out while you're in this "ADVANCED" area and you try the page back thing, you're just fucked. The whole damn post is GONE.

Now I COMPLETELY UNDERSTAND that this is a "SAFETY" feature of this site. That's all well and good because I'm aware that there ARE shitheads out there who would love NOTHING more than to hack into someone's blog page and do whatever damage they're capable of. HOWEVER>>>>>>>>>>>> there IS such a thing as TOO MUCH "security" on a site like this. There is not ONE other blogging site that I've EVER seen that is as ANNOYING as Blogstream when it comes to "security".

Back when I first started here at Blogstream, I had some issues with some other stuff here..namely how to change the look of the thing...so I wrote to the "Help" section and got instructions from them. Well, the "help" wasn't really any HELP at all because their instructions were wrong. So I wrote back and complained about it. WELL...I get a response back that basically told me that if I didn't like Blogstream I could go elsewhere because after all, I should be GRATEFUL that it's a free site.

Yeah, whatever. Anyway, I >>>ALMOST<<< left. I changed my mind though because of the people that I'd started interacting with here. So I stuck it out and learned how to use this site and things have been ok since then...although I still would rather eat a bug than ask any of the shitheads who run this place for any technical help. I'd even read at one point that SO many people were complaining about being logged out that they "increased" the amount of idle time before your account would be logged out.

Apparently, either the time limit has since decreased or we're having some technical difficulties here lately. Whatever the case, I'm very close to packing up my blog and moving!

Damnit!