October 19, 2006
I've been procrastinating horribly lately. But today, ta da!, I got up and got movin'.
I'm trying to find my documentation of what was on my computer before I took it to get XP put on it. I noticed as soon as I got it back that they had given me Intel Celeron instead of the original that I had. Okay, I accepted that. I was just glad to finally have it back. But when En was here a week or so ago and I mentioned that to him, he looked at it and said not just that, the hard disk had half as many Gigabytes as the previous one. So now I'm gonna do something about it. Like pop all that little geek's pimples at once. No, actually, I'll find the documentation and pay them a little visit. En said he'd accompany me, but counting on what En says he'll do is like expecting to see that same cloud that looked like your grade school principal that you saw today, again tomorrow.
So, while searching through piles of papers, I filed as I went. I had the files open on my bed. I had the window above the bed open for fresh air and world noise. A baby gecko decided to file himself, for reasons known only unto him, under divorce.
The boys decided to use G's new year's gift money to buy remote controlled cars. They've had them two days. So far they've only broken the antennas off the hand-held remote device. But luckily all still works. I think maybe A is old enough to actually take care of his. Their cousin Ii not being here is an advantage, because he usually convinces them that it will be so much more interesting to break whatever toy they have open to see what's inside.
I'm trying to find my documentation of what was on my computer before I took it to get XP put on it. I noticed as soon as I got it back that they had given me Intel Celeron instead of the original that I had. Okay, I accepted that. I was just glad to finally have it back. But when En was here a week or so ago and I mentioned that to him, he looked at it and said not just that, the hard disk had half as many Gigabytes as the previous one. So now I'm gonna do something about it. Like pop all that little geek's pimples at once. No, actually, I'll find the documentation and pay them a little visit. En said he'd accompany me, but counting on what En says he'll do is like expecting to see that same cloud that looked like your grade school principal that you saw today, again tomorrow.
So, while searching through piles of papers, I filed as I went. I had the files open on my bed. I had the window above the bed open for fresh air and world noise. A baby gecko decided to file himself, for reasons known only unto him, under divorce.
The boys decided to use G's new year's gift money to buy remote controlled cars. They've had them two days. So far they've only broken the antennas off the hand-held remote device. But luckily all still works. I think maybe A is old enough to actually take care of his. Their cousin Ii not being here is an advantage, because he usually convinces them that it will be so much more interesting to break whatever toy they have open to see what's inside.