2978: Another One of Them Things
I wholly didn't expect to be spirited away into being sociable last night after dinner at Amphora [NO 'S AT THE END PEAS], so it did ruin my plans, but since my plans largely involved being unsociable, I can't genuinely complain.
Except that, at the height of "bile in lungs make for can't breathe" phase of my sick, I was asked to sing in a Rock Band =p but I guess there really wasn't much better I could do even when not sick... ¬_¬ Now, if there was only some Garbage or even Hole, I'd be set! Sadly, my voice is likely out of whack from singing mostly '90s anthems in my developmental stages--which there are in spades in Rock Band, but not in my specific range =/
Previously, on my LJ queue: [and written from the POV of that point in time]
I am aggravated at the parking at NIH, but not enough to where taking a bus AND the Metro [AND another bus] AND getting up at 5a each morning as needed to traverse all of that is preferable to the hassle of enlarging my own carbon footprint. Besides that they've cut me back ANYWAY for doing such a good job and clearing out all the backlog before they can generate more... 9_9 tho, they're blaming the sick going around for keeping the actual permanent staff out and not working when what I do depends on them also doing, but before I can do.
I'm still of employ, but switching days between campus and Rockledge II, which is a headache of a mental exercise =p but, at least I can get through security faster now, when I'm not fumbling with things... ¬_¬;
I had been randomly reflecting on my reluctance to Switch [read: to Macs], in largest part because I end up being more resistant to change than my general philosophy states I should be. For instance, I managed to acquire the same parking space in the Bldg. 10 garage every day, a space I was happy with because I'd by that point optimized my travel distance, until an attendant stopped me and asked if I was a patient/patient visitor--no, so he made me park in the employee/staff section. This caused me to have to reorient myself in relation to just where the fuck this new space put me* and, subsequently, feel my way to where I was trying to go. [To my great distress, this changes yet AGAIN come Tuesday when I return, apparently! Just when I thought I'd finally sussed it all!]
*If you've never been to NIH campus, Bldg. 10 easily dwarfs MOST MALLS, hence my dismay. There's not even an easy gridwork to the layout to follow, especially with whole sections closed for construction or otherwise restricted access.
Why should I need to change? It has to do with the wholly arbitrariness of the parking mess at NIH and my inability to grasp it all on the first try. Should I somehow secure a permanent job there, no doubt I would find a regular method and learn my way through all the wormholes contained there within, but I don't expect to last much beyond the start of the new year, if my revised schedule is any indication--though my parking permit [which doesn't actually--DISMAY] is good through 7/10, if I should feel so inclined to return and loiter in that period =p
At the heart of the matter, however, is it bad of me--necessarily--to be so reluctant about, or even inept at undergoing, change? Beyond financial matters, what harm would it be for me to get a Mac? Let's think:
1. I would have to learn how to use it, where all the jank goes and which does what.
2. I would have to figure out how to get all my existing programs to work on it [stories of BootCamp not working for what reason here].
3. [something I recall about Macs displaying colour differently from PCs]
4. I would have to find a place for it, when there's already a space issue [why dump the PC and all its janks I already have?].
5. DO I WANT TO PAY FOR EETokay, that's money, but really!
Arguably, these are trivial matters, but it boils down to is being a Mac owner worth the cost of dealing with those? Some might say yes, but they aren't me and prolly AREN'T going to solve #5 by getting a Mac for me. [My brother might, but he spends money like water, and that still doesn't solve the first four.] It's a change that's not necessary, that COULD but potentially won't make my life better, that ultimately just feels like caving into some degree of peer pressure trying something when I don't have the interest in the first place.
It also reminds me of, for instance, putting Windows 95 on my mother's computer and ruining all her settings from Win3.1 such that it took several calls to tech support to get everything working again so she could do her work stuff--upgrading was not necessary and only made a headache of fixing what wasn't broken. I'm not so helpless with computers as that as she is, but it's still a hard lesson for me to want to repeat even years after the fact.
Of course, my concern is not the actual Switch issue as much as it is the reluctance in general. Though my remedial interest in clothes has been stepped up, I do still balk at going into, say, a Neiman-Marcus and even trying on that $5000 coat--sure, I could, but I could also go test drive a Porsche when I have no plans whatsoever of plopping down the funding for one [I like to eat, after all]. The thing is it just feels like a waste of time to "learn" to like something when there's no interest in the first place, though I recognize there are times when trying is better than not trying.
Speaking of trying, I came down 355 instead of touching 270 at all today. It's obnoxious, but at least there are regular outs, instead of the trap that is Exit 10 emptying onto W. Diamond into Clopper. The problem there is that from Exit 10 until the next light is all a steady stream of traffic that the next intersections simply do not allow to flow enough to empty it efficiently on busy days. Unless I get out at 4 and cram through there before 4:30, it's generally not going to save me any time going that way anymore. Unfortunately, avoiding the Clopper/Quince Orchard area entirely would make the trip something like fifty miles of backroads, which doesn't help in the slightest =p
I has an interest, but I also know my weekend's going to get squandered on things that are not what I want to do... -_- as weekends go.
Except that, at the height of "bile in lungs make for can't breathe" phase of my sick, I was asked to sing in a Rock Band =p but I guess there really wasn't much better I could do even when not sick... ¬_¬ Now, if there was only some Garbage or even Hole, I'd be set! Sadly, my voice is likely out of whack from singing mostly '90s anthems in my developmental stages--which there are in spades in Rock Band, but not in my specific range =/
Previously, on my LJ queue: [and written from the POV of that point in time]
I am aggravated at the parking at NIH, but not enough to where taking a bus AND the Metro [AND another bus] AND getting up at 5a each morning as needed to traverse all of that is preferable to the hassle of enlarging my own carbon footprint. Besides that they've cut me back ANYWAY for doing such a good job and clearing out all the backlog before they can generate more... 9_9 tho, they're blaming the sick going around for keeping the actual permanent staff out and not working when what I do depends on them also doing, but before I can do.
I'm still of employ, but switching days between campus and Rockledge II, which is a headache of a mental exercise =p but, at least I can get through security faster now, when I'm not fumbling with things... ¬_¬;
I had been randomly reflecting on my reluctance to Switch [read: to Macs], in largest part because I end up being more resistant to change than my general philosophy states I should be. For instance, I managed to acquire the same parking space in the Bldg. 10 garage every day, a space I was happy with because I'd by that point optimized my travel distance, until an attendant stopped me and asked if I was a patient/patient visitor--no, so he made me park in the employee/staff section. This caused me to have to reorient myself in relation to just where the fuck this new space put me* and, subsequently, feel my way to where I was trying to go. [To my great distress, this changes yet AGAIN come Tuesday when I return, apparently! Just when I thought I'd finally sussed it all!]
*If you've never been to NIH campus, Bldg. 10 easily dwarfs MOST MALLS, hence my dismay. There's not even an easy gridwork to the layout to follow, especially with whole sections closed for construction or otherwise restricted access.
Why should I need to change? It has to do with the wholly arbitrariness of the parking mess at NIH and my inability to grasp it all on the first try. Should I somehow secure a permanent job there, no doubt I would find a regular method and learn my way through all the wormholes contained there within, but I don't expect to last much beyond the start of the new year, if my revised schedule is any indication--though my parking permit [which doesn't actually--DISMAY] is good through 7/10, if I should feel so inclined to return and loiter in that period =p
At the heart of the matter, however, is it bad of me--necessarily--to be so reluctant about, or even inept at undergoing, change? Beyond financial matters, what harm would it be for me to get a Mac? Let's think:
1. I would have to learn how to use it, where all the jank goes and which does what.
2. I would have to figure out how to get all my existing programs to work on it [stories of BootCamp not working for what reason here].
3. [something I recall about Macs displaying colour differently from PCs]
4. I would have to find a place for it, when there's already a space issue [why dump the PC and all its janks I already have?].
5. DO I WANT TO PAY FOR EETokay, that's money, but really!
Arguably, these are trivial matters, but it boils down to is being a Mac owner worth the cost of dealing with those? Some might say yes, but they aren't me and prolly AREN'T going to solve #5 by getting a Mac for me. [My brother might, but he spends money like water, and that still doesn't solve the first four.] It's a change that's not necessary, that COULD but potentially won't make my life better, that ultimately just feels like caving into some degree of peer pressure trying something when I don't have the interest in the first place.
It also reminds me of, for instance, putting Windows 95 on my mother's computer and ruining all her settings from Win3.1 such that it took several calls to tech support to get everything working again so she could do her work stuff--upgrading was not necessary and only made a headache of fixing what wasn't broken. I'm not so helpless with computers as that as she is, but it's still a hard lesson for me to want to repeat even years after the fact.
Of course, my concern is not the actual Switch issue as much as it is the reluctance in general. Though my remedial interest in clothes has been stepped up, I do still balk at going into, say, a Neiman-Marcus and even trying on that $5000 coat--sure, I could, but I could also go test drive a Porsche when I have no plans whatsoever of plopping down the funding for one [I like to eat, after all]. The thing is it just feels like a waste of time to "learn" to like something when there's no interest in the first place, though I recognize there are times when trying is better than not trying.
Speaking of trying, I came down 355 instead of touching 270 at all today. It's obnoxious, but at least there are regular outs, instead of the trap that is Exit 10 emptying onto W. Diamond into Clopper. The problem there is that from Exit 10 until the next light is all a steady stream of traffic that the next intersections simply do not allow to flow enough to empty it efficiently on busy days. Unless I get out at 4 and cram through there before 4:30, it's generally not going to save me any time going that way anymore. Unfortunately, avoiding the Clopper/Quince Orchard area entirely would make the trip something like fifty miles of backroads, which doesn't help in the slightest =p
I has an interest, but I also know my weekend's going to get squandered on things that are not what I want to do... -_- as weekends go.