I sometimes feel neglected when I realize that no one reads any computer-related stories that I write. So I have decided to post two stories in ONE entry ... kind of like those movies that let you watch two movies for the price of one. Maybe you'll actually read it now.

The first story relates to my general idiocy. You know how you can store files in folders on your computer? Well, due to certain restrictions on the Tabulas server, I've been storing _all_ images in ONE folder. And guess how many files that is?

25,000. Hah! This is why your Tabulas galleries seem a bit slower. As soon as 3 more people switch to paid Tabulas, I'm going to purchase a new server to handle Tabulas :)

The second story is my general experience in dealing with my sister. My sister is a freshman in high school and was born in 1989 (I FINALLY GOT IT RIGHT). Being a typical high school girl, she's all into "fashion." Her latest craze is to buy a seat belt from an old GM car and to wear it as a belt.

I told her this was a fad and that it was actually two years old, but she didn't believe me. Anyways, I took the belt from her and started wearing it around the house acting like my sister. You'd be surprised how high my voice gets, but that's another story.

Anyways, for the longest time, she was wearing short shirts. Shirts that would show her ... navel. Sick. This was a NO NO in MY book. I never wore shirts like that, so why should she?

Originally my plan was to harass her into submission, but I realized this was a futile weapon in my war against scandalousness. She is a teenager - she thrives on drama and being told what not to do. So I did the next best thing ... I made it completely uncool.

Whenever my sister was wearing a short shirt, I would take my shirt and roll it up just enough to show my belly button. Then I would walk around the house, being sure my sister noticed how I looked.

Now let me tell you something ... back in the day, I had abs. But unfortunately those abs have turned into something like a big blob of nastiness. So unlike my sister, me wearing short shirts is not sexy. It's nasty.

Before long, even my mom would start asking me to put my shirt down. My sister would yell at me, "YOU'RE SO WEIRD, OPPA."





But since then, I haven't seen her wearing shirts that show her belly button.

:)