Last week, Ian hacked into my Netflix account. He sent himself a $300 gift certificate and bumped off seven episodes of the Wire from our queue. He replaced them with Thomas the Tank Engine: The Great Discovery, Spiderman II, and some movie called, The Pimp Chronicles.
When I called the Netflix lady to sort out this whole business, she said that she routinely has to walk senior citizens through this process and was rather amazed that a six year old did that on his own.
My own queue is backed up right now. I have so many little things to do that I'm lost. I forget to send Ian with a lunch today and forgot my notes for my closing remarks for my theory class. It will all get sorted out soon. Need to make some lists.
I must say that I have too much social networking going on: three e-mail accounts, facebook, twitter, the blog. If I haven't responded to you, please don't take offense. I'm just overwhelmed.
I have a couple of posts for the blog in my queue. They'll get posted soon. I need the Netflix lady to sort out my brain.