NOT a morning person. Notnotnotnot.
Firstly and most importantly, my computer's power cord is borked. Not totally borked yet, but it will be soon. I think the wire between the transformer and the computer itself has gotten kinked so badly that it won't conduct electricity properly. So I have to execute some very complicated fiddly cord-draping maneuvers in order to make power get to my computer, and it's getting progressively worse (ie, yesterday I could make it work sometimes while I was sitting on the couch, but this morning it's only working when I'm at the table). Don't know when I'll be able to get to BestBuy So... does anyone know a cheap, reliable online retailer that ships very very quickly and sells power cords compatible with an HP dv5000t?
In other news, today was the third day of the week (or, since the end of last semester) that I actually set my alarm and the autobrew (6am, baby). It is also the first day that I actually got up after it went off. Okay, so I wallowed for nearly 45 minutes, but the point is I didn't fall back to sleep. Yay? God, I hate mornings. They're even worse on five hours of sleep - I just hope I can get adjusted back to daytime life this time. Err... right, I wasn't here last semester. Basically, I've been a night person since ever, and (intermittently) a low-grade insomniac since my late teens. I took this to new heights last summer, when I saw 3 or 4am regularly and greeted the sunrise a few times. Which is kind of fun when you're unemployed and in possession of a high-speed(ish) internet connection (why, yes, I did watch all of Harper's Island inside of a week, and all of Californication and Durham County in about two days each, not to mention the freakish pace at which I traversed my Netflix queue). But. Although I had mostly become a day-living creature by the time fall semester rolled around, once I started having to actually, you know, work at my coursework, insomnia took hold for reals. I kept setting my alarm for 6am, I kept staying up until 2am, and my grades tanked. So, yeah. Expect me to be a little anal retentive about my sleep patterns for the next while.
Okay, it's time for me to stop procrastinating. My goal is to be living in a clean apartment by Thursday evening, so I can have Friday as my day of rest (and maybe HCL meta-writing?) before the crazy starts. Since posting/updating my To Do list was strangely motivating yesterday, you'll have to forgive me if I do it again:
P.S. I think Dale Harrison may have borked my sound system yesterday. I was listening to the Headstones yesterday, and somewhere during Smile and Wave, my woofer started making a nasty rattling noise along with the bass drum. Sound quality is otherwise fine (including bass guitar - it's just the drum giving me trouble), but I had to turn the bass way down to keep my sound system from sounding like a disintegrating car.
In other news, today was the third day of the week (or, since the end of last semester) that I actually set my alarm and the autobrew (6am, baby). It is also the first day that I actually got up after it went off. Okay, so I wallowed for nearly 45 minutes, but the point is I didn't fall back to sleep. Yay? God, I hate mornings. They're even worse on five hours of sleep - I just hope I can get adjusted back to daytime life this time. Err... right, I wasn't here last semester. Basically, I've been a night person since ever, and (intermittently) a low-grade insomniac since my late teens. I took this to new heights last summer, when I saw 3 or 4am regularly and greeted the sunrise a few times. Which is kind of fun when you're unemployed and in possession of a high-speed(ish) internet connection (why, yes, I did watch all of Harper's Island inside of a week, and all of Californication and Durham County in about two days each, not to mention the freakish pace at which I traversed my Netflix queue). But. Although I had mostly become a day-living creature by the time fall semester rolled around, once I started having to actually, you know, work at my coursework, insomnia took hold for reals. I kept setting my alarm for 6am, I kept staying up until 2am, and my grades tanked. So, yeah. Expect me to be a little anal retentive about my sleep patterns for the next while.
Okay, it's time for me to stop procrastinating. My goal is to be living in a clean apartment by Thursday evening, so I can have Friday as my day of rest (and maybe HCL meta-writing?) before the crazy starts. Since posting/updating my To Do list was strangely motivating yesterday, you'll have to forgive me if I do it again:
- Roll up & put away fabric & other sewing supplies
- Finish rearranging shelves/putting books away
- Sort through last semester's graded assignments & handouts - throw out or put away as needed
- Sort through magazine backissues - throw out or put away as needed
- Dispose of biohazards in refrigerator
- Reorganize kitchen
- Find space to store lumpy old couch cushion
- Hang pictures
- Do laundry. Lots and lots of laundry.
- Repot stone pine
- Dust, sweep, & vacuum as needed
P.S. I think Dale Harrison may have borked my sound system yesterday. I was listening to the Headstones yesterday, and somewhere during Smile and Wave, my woofer started making a nasty rattling noise along with the bass drum. Sound quality is otherwise fine (including bass guitar - it's just the drum giving me trouble), but I had to turn the bass way down to keep my sound system from sounding like a disintegrating car.