Hello 
I'm Siobhan Curran/Kisa Naumova, and this is my weblog. I tend to write about stuff like crossdressing, Macs, code, cats, wine and Second Life, but in general it's just an ongoing conversation about all sorts of stuff. If you'd like to know a little bit more about what this all is, I recommend starting on this page which has a little bit of info on who I am, and what I'm trying to do — or you could dive into my five years worth of archives if you like.
Otherwise, feel free to close this box and explore...
Sploosh
A slip of the hand whilst pouring. I just thought it was rather beautiful in that light
A Mild Annoyance
I just noticed that the date at the top of this page says "Tuesday, 29th May, 2007", which is right, but...
...stating the obvious, perhaps.
I know it's 2007. FFS.
I think maybe, if you find yourself plunged into the archives, then it's OK to have the year at the top of the page. But for the day-to-day stuff, it's kinda redundant.
Can someone remind me to tackle that in the near future? I'm a bit too drunk right now — and my recent Lose Everything Whilst Coding Drunk™ experiences have taught me not to handle complex things in this state.
Gone forever — but I rediz it.
But She's TINY!
Walker Spaight realised that nuptials were going to be complicated.
Especially with that pogo stick
Gone forever.
Bummer. ![]()
I once lost a whole day's live orders (and managed to corrupt the journal while trying to recover it). When I told my boss what I'd done, he said, "Ah well. Never mind; shit happens." Made me feel even worse!
No no no, the amount of spilled wine was small, she is far away. Small... far away.






Lose as in 'gone forever' :
or as in 'thank Christ for that'
?