You're hot and I feel great. Let's get married.
So I'm sitting in the goddamn lap of luxury.
I came out to Worcester today, just to get out of the house, and promptly put in my air conditioner. Then I found out my ailing laptop is still alive, so basically had everything I need. The room reached the desired coldness, I sat in my chair looking at the walls, everything was good. Then the room warmed up and the AC tried to turn on again... and I hear a series of CLICKs as every surge protector in my room went off. Oops. I reset the surge protectors, turn off the AC, and try to turn the light back on. No dice. So I go downstairs to reset the circuit breaker... nothing wrong there, either. So, lacking any better ideas, I went to bed. Now I've run an extension cord to the hallway (hallway electricity = paid by landlord) to keep my laptop alive. With no lights, or fan. Or clean clothes. Yeah life.
Uh, I wrote that in Worcester without posting it, but I still haven't got much to do.
So yeah. I've moved back to Wakefield, if that wasn't clear. Having a big victorian house in Worcester to yourself (ok, and like two other people) is nice, but expensive and somewhat boring. So even if living with my parents sorta sucks, it's cheaper, and I have more than two friends within an hour of me.
I'm doing my suff(iciency - WPI's humanities project) over the summer, which gives me a good reason to sit on the computer all day. Unfortunately, the only place for my computer is wicked friggin hot and not air conditioned, so I'm making lousy progress in a very sweaty manner. It doesn't help that my computer itself puts out more heat than a small nuclear reactor and doubles as a footrest. MY LIFE IS SO HARD. Maybe tomorrow I'll find some really long ethernet cables and move this bitch down cellar.
Car stuff: I need some brake work, but Glen's working at Napa again so I get free labor. Theoretically. Should I get enough money, I want to get to get the transmission looked at, and potentially fixed/replaced. The CV joints might be going, too, but I'll wait until we figure out the transmission to do something about them. I want to take a hundred bucks or so and just do tons of little repairs and maintenance - fluid change, buy functional hood struts, patch up scratches and fix trim. That sort of thing. If I suddenly find a lot of money I'll get new oxygen sensors and a new antenna, fix the AC, and find out what's wrong with the fuel pump. And I sorta want to tear down the whole dashboard and figure out the musty smell, and fix the rattling when I put it back together. And a hojillion other things.
And also when I get money I need a new CPU and mobo to keep up with my graphics card (gf 6800gt) and I REALLY REALLY need a clean reinstall.
In other news, Wakefield's kids theater group (WRYT? WYRT? Little Showstoppers? I dunno.) is doing the Hobbit this year, starting today. My sister wanted a role as one of the elves (each of whom have one line) but she got screwed and got a lead, the great goblin. Poor kid. (She wanted to be an elf because Orlando Bloom was an elf, and she hopes to god she'll one day be that effeminate. I had to explain to her that goblins are a subspecies of orc, which themselves are a subspecies of elf, except tortured and twisted beyond recognition by Melkor in the Years of the Trees. But the point was lost on her.)
Uh, it's relevant because my friend Matt is directing it, and the rest of the crew is generally awesome, and I'm going to be helping them out. They need to make sets and props and etc and I have a lot of free time. The drama crowd should be a nice change of pace from WPI. (Yeah, we've got our own, but it doesn't include me, so it's clearly not as sweet.)
So, having failed most of my original objectives for the summer, I've come up with new ones. In order from most likely to least:
-Become not insolvent
-Make my sufficiency jaw-droppingly awesome
-Learn to weld
-Become a proficient lockpick
-Learn to read lips
-and I might get to the gym once or twice.
that's why I'm easy. Easy like sunday morning.
I came out to Worcester today, just to get out of the house, and promptly put in my air conditioner. Then I found out my ailing laptop is still alive, so basically had everything I need. The room reached the desired coldness, I sat in my chair looking at the walls, everything was good. Then the room warmed up and the AC tried to turn on again... and I hear a series of CLICKs as every surge protector in my room went off. Oops. I reset the surge protectors, turn off the AC, and try to turn the light back on. No dice. So I go downstairs to reset the circuit breaker... nothing wrong there, either. So, lacking any better ideas, I went to bed. Now I've run an extension cord to the hallway (hallway electricity = paid by landlord) to keep my laptop alive. With no lights, or fan. Or clean clothes. Yeah life.
Uh, I wrote that in Worcester without posting it, but I still haven't got much to do.
So yeah. I've moved back to Wakefield, if that wasn't clear. Having a big victorian house in Worcester to yourself (ok, and like two other people) is nice, but expensive and somewhat boring. So even if living with my parents sorta sucks, it's cheaper, and I have more than two friends within an hour of me.
I'm doing my suff(iciency - WPI's humanities project) over the summer, which gives me a good reason to sit on the computer all day. Unfortunately, the only place for my computer is wicked friggin hot and not air conditioned, so I'm making lousy progress in a very sweaty manner. It doesn't help that my computer itself puts out more heat than a small nuclear reactor and doubles as a footrest. MY LIFE IS SO HARD. Maybe tomorrow I'll find some really long ethernet cables and move this bitch down cellar.
Car stuff: I need some brake work, but Glen's working at Napa again so I get free labor. Theoretically. Should I get enough money, I want to get to get the transmission looked at, and potentially fixed/replaced. The CV joints might be going, too, but I'll wait until we figure out the transmission to do something about them. I want to take a hundred bucks or so and just do tons of little repairs and maintenance - fluid change, buy functional hood struts, patch up scratches and fix trim. That sort of thing. If I suddenly find a lot of money I'll get new oxygen sensors and a new antenna, fix the AC, and find out what's wrong with the fuel pump. And I sorta want to tear down the whole dashboard and figure out the musty smell, and fix the rattling when I put it back together. And a hojillion other things.
And also when I get money I need a new CPU and mobo to keep up with my graphics card (gf 6800gt) and I REALLY REALLY need a clean reinstall.
In other news, Wakefield's kids theater group (WRYT? WYRT? Little Showstoppers? I dunno.) is doing the Hobbit this year, starting today. My sister wanted a role as one of the elves (each of whom have one line) but she got screwed and got a lead, the great goblin. Poor kid. (She wanted to be an elf because Orlando Bloom was an elf, and she hopes to god she'll one day be that effeminate. I had to explain to her that goblins are a subspecies of orc, which themselves are a subspecies of elf, except tortured and twisted beyond recognition by Melkor in the Years of the Trees. But the point was lost on her.)
Uh, it's relevant because my friend Matt is directing it, and the rest of the crew is generally awesome, and I'm going to be helping them out. They need to make sets and props and etc and I have a lot of free time. The drama crowd should be a nice change of pace from WPI. (Yeah, we've got our own, but it doesn't include me, so it's clearly not as sweet.)
So, having failed most of my original objectives for the summer, I've come up with new ones. In order from most likely to least:
-Become not insolvent
-Make my sufficiency jaw-droppingly awesome
-Learn to weld
-Become a proficient lockpick
-Learn to read lips
-and I might get to the gym once or twice.
that's why I'm easy. Easy like sunday morning.