November 29th, 2003 23:49
Enter your password to view commentsZaubi’s wearing his computer glasses again.
He is the cutest dork I ever saw. I want to cover him with a million kisses.
Every so often I go through a crazy phase of downloading mass quantities of music. A couple of weeks ago it was Ani DeFranco. Today it is my original love, Three Dog Night.
Incidentally, the bathroom is now Caribbean Blue. And so is T.’s room-to-be.
They’re beautiful. Whole different feel.
It doesn’t matter that I managed to paint my own ass in the process.
T. was too lazy to come by today so he stayed at home hiding behind the excuse of making me a pumpkin pie. Bah!!
The primer coat is done.
Zaubi has blue hair and I have blue feet.
I am wearing enormous camouflage pants that I used to wear all the time about 8 years ago when I was going out with T. 
Elma is mad at me because I locked her in my room so she wouldn’t asphyxiate. Now my room smells like cat food. Ew.
T. and my sister were supposed to show up but they never did! Bah!
Now we’re going to S&S to celebrate our half-finishedness with a hamburger.
Hmm… Haven’t been motivated to write of late. I feel like I’m doing so much stuff I just don’t feel like writing about it. I’ve really been weaning myself off the computer.
Pretty good Thanksgiving. I was disgruntled during a good part of it but even so I was reminded of how many good things there are that I have to be thankful for. I wish I were brought to remember that on a more regular basis.
It wasn’t as exciting as last year (ref. the ice, the concussion, the dual sledding accident, my mom’s bathtub filled with blood, the emergency room) but the weather was considerably more delightful and the food was hands down ridiculously good. We had the best fucking pecan pie I have ever tasted in my life. And candied yams, and my bad-ass gravy and two types of cranberry sauce (my favorite!), and I didn’t even have to fight my brother for the stuffing as much as usual! Ohhhh. I want to eat it all again.
Won at Scrabble, lost at Scrabble, ran 5 miles with my mom and Zaubi on both of the days I was at her place. Now I’m back in my apartment and preparing to PAINT tomorrow! I bought a bunch of “Caribbean Blue” paint and tomorrow morning bright and early I am going to town on the red bathroom and the horrible mustard-yellow room that T. is moving into in a couple days.
Paint is expensive. I spent almost $100 on paint and related supplies. Ugggh.
My sexy living room remains sexy. I discovered the IDEAL PIE CRUST RECIPE this weekend. I am finding that running is actually enjoyable. Saw Jdogg today and we ate the most sinfully ridiculous amount of tasty Thai food (I out-ate him by about 50%!). Am seeing B. tomorrow to go skating! And tonight Zaubi and I are going to catch the midnight showing of The Princess Bride on big screen – the AMC across the bridge has regular midnight showing of good old movies.
I feel healthy and energetic and lucky and optimistic and almost attractive.
Life is good!
Today I cut myself while epoxying something.
That’s kinda counterintuitive, huh?
I also bought a bottle of Drano and a carbon monoxide detector.
I feel old.
Why is it that computers, particularly laptops, always get the Windows bloat/hard drive grind syndrome? That doesn’t go away even after reformat? What causes that, exactly, and what can be done?
Why are there so many headphones that have one side way long and one side way short?
Why don’t they make Diorissimo perfume anymore?
Who the hell is Morcheeba?
I have been using MusicMatch Jukebox, which is awesome, I’ve been hearing so much cool new music, and she keeps coming up at odd times.
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A word to the wise: don’t drink 1 liter of mixed juices after hockey. 
No more news from me.
Oof, here I am again.
At least today I am working on a PC not a Mac.
Albeit a Pentium Pro with 128 MB RAM running WINDOWS 95.
I have spent about 3 hours trying to make NAV work on this thing. I’ve pretty much fixed it, but there were just a plethora of things going wrong… outdated DLLs, missing or corrupt settings files, mad duplicates of just about everything, obnoxious non working mouse, bad URLs, infections, serious registry bloat, plus the plain old orneryness and decrepitude of Windows 95.
You woudn’t think it would be such a big deal to reinstall one little program…?!
I know a lot about the internal workings of Norton Antivirus right now :-/
I’m starving and I have all these animal crackers in my bag but I hate eating while I’m touching all these grubby keyboards.
Yet, even given all these things, I am 1000% happier right now than I am when working on even the newest Mac! What does that say to you?
Boring news
Well, at least it’s warmer.
Even if it is sloppy with dampness.
You know what’s funny? I miss playing Everquest. I was going to my regular Thursday meeting in W92 this morning, and as I passed by the “snack drawer” (those IT types need their snacks!) I was struck by a moment of nostalgia – all those times that Muta and I would sit cozily in his office in the wee hours and eat Nutty Bars from the snack drawer and kill demented land-walking barracudas, chilly dragons, and gnolls – endless gnolls!
I chuckled.
Those days are so long past, and I was so miserable all that long time – and yet, there was so much fun that went on too. I can’t remember it without smiling, albeit ruefully.
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I have applied to exactly one job so far, and being that it’s an MIT job, I have no high hopes of their getting back to me. MIT is strange that way. You give them forms, you apply for things, and then they lose the forms or don’t get back to you for six months, even if their reply is positive! By that time, of course, you’ve moved on. It’s bizarre.
Only a few more weeks till I have to perform the Hungarian Rhapsody. December 13 or suchlike. I wouldn’t mind this so much if my wrists didn’t go into spasms on page 10. It’s probably some demented form of RSI. Piano lesson tonight and I can’t say it’s going to be a good one :-/
I’m starting to date my mother. That is, we’re going out to dinners regularly. When I think of how much my mother has changed, I boggle. She is an entirely different person. Still, all changes are for the better!
I bore myself sometimes.
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