Compy is possessed! :D

Mar 04, 2006 20:49

K, my compy did something really awesome, and I want to know what happened so I can harness this awesomeness and control it. Because it is awesome.

So I have a folder of Park JiYoon's music. And her name and the titles are all in Korean. And I went to play them last night, and they had been changed to Chinese characters. Now, all my other K-music had been screwed with when I changed the Windows Media Player version from 9 to 10, but this was from a CD I had ripped after that, so wtf? And, just for shits and giggles, I checked the translations of the Chinese titles and the Korean titles, and they match! So my software basically just translated things, not just changed the characters. Weird, huh? But also totally frickin sweet! I mean, yeah! Normally if the encoding changes all meaning is lost, but this was dead-on from what I could tell! SO COOL, I wanna figure out why/how to do it again, and mebbe selectively, so I can get all my K-music into proper format without manually inputting all titles and artists. And mebbe my Japanese shit would convert, as well? How great would that be? Laziness prevails!

Tonight was Chinese Buffet at the place right near my doctor's office! Wow...weird. REALLY good food though, similar to the place in East Hanover near Home Depot where Pita and I went one time. Just better. I loves my grandparents!

Henny came by to move out the rest of his stuff...now you'd never know he lived here to begin with...
And he hugged me (totally not like him, but I'm not complaining!) I'm gonna miss Henny. I told him to get a solid padlock for his room. He ought to. Soon. *worries*

And tomorrow is dindin with Oppa, if he doesn't bail on me. I mentioned that Friday was his birthday, right? Well, it was. So tomorrow is our celebration of it. I'm hoping it'll involve liquor and Korean food. And a sleepover, although nothing will happen aside from sleeping (gotta love the uterine sense of timing, nee?)... I don't care how bad it'll fuck with my head later on. I know I might as well just get the shovel and dig this thing myself. And I don't want to do the "right," "moral," or "practical" thing. I want to get completely lost in the moment/emotions and just never have to wonder "What if I hadn't pretended I didn't still love him?"
This childish emotional shit may have been amplified by the progesterone overload I've been under. ('May have' = 'Probably was')

To Pandah: YAY! Photo! If you'd get online I could talk to you...methinks I should just dial though :)
To M'issa: YAY! M'issa! :* I'd call you but I always think you're busy or occupied or something (you seem like a busy person) :)

Everybody else, thanks for the support and laughs and stuffles...I'm not good with the comments things on LJ, so I don't reply to your posts much. Sowwie, just shy...everyone else says such witty/appropriate things, I don't feel adequate, but I still loves you guys! And I'm here (in a phantasmic kinda nebulous way) so just...poke me or something, I'll jump 3 feet in the air and ask you what the fuck that was for, but then we can talk :)

I make no sense. Shoot me. Or give me shots. ;)

moving out, korean, chinese, peter

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