A Short Time-line of My week ( Read more... )

The guy sitting next to me in Panera is talking to his ladyfriend about how he sometimes hears the voice of god - but only listens to the good parts. Trufax.

This is why I need to set up home internet.

It turns out spinning out on a snowy highway and getting stuck in a snowdrift is exactly as terrifying as it looks on tv. I'll be in bed until I stop shaking and finally warm up.

Fucking winter.

Once again, I have moved. This time I am broadcasting from one of Grandma's many spare bedrooms with the aid of a very sexy wifi device. It allows me to pull internet from the VERY AIRWAVES. However it also comes with a usage cap that means I can pretty much kiss and youtube usage goodbye for a while. Or any downloading really. Which puts a ( Read more... )

Apropos of nothing, I have a shiny (literally, it's all chrome) new computer. Happy graduation to me. Also, Hector was getting pretty geriatric in computer years. Her name is Toshiko. She also lights up all pretty and freaking dwarfs poor little Hector ( Read more... )

I got my Masters. I spent three days in a state of panic, writer's block, last minute inspiration and caffeine pills and contemplated suicide, homicide and running away and changing my name. But I did it. I WIN OVERPRICED SCHOOL!

I ain't dead. Falling asleep every five minutes and too nauseous from the medication cocktail to keep down even jello, but not dead and not about to be from saying anything embarrassing. Although I did tell my mother four times about my medication needs in the car apparently.

Bleh.

Tomorrow morning at 10:00 am I get to have surgery for the first time. I am having one wisdom tooth removed. One because that's all I have, however I have to go completely under because it's coming in roughly sideways of how it's supposed to and is uncomfortably close to bone. After which time I will go home, be dumped on the couch in front of a ( Read more... )

In 48 hours both my tv and ipod have gone tits up. The ipod is several years old and has been brutally dropped down many flights of stairs. It has an excuse. The Tv is five months old and does not. The Tv is under a parts warranty, but I have no idea where the hell you take a tv to get repaired in this town. The ipod is no under warranty and ( Read more... )

The further blurring of my reality continues as it takes me ten minutes to figure out that the thunder is actually outside and real and not the background noise of Young Frankenstein. My headphones are not in fact, that good.