viva la revolución
Some belated shout-outs: Yo, dethorats! Just a note to say that the package came a few days ago, and was opened with many noises of delight. :D I look forward to Bomba the Jungle Boy, in a hip, postmodern misappropriation-of-The-Boys'-Own-Paper sort of way, as you have your finger eerily on the pulse of my literary tastes.
Also, while I'm going "yo" at people, yo to beldar and the_dark_snack, both of whom I met once, whose card came a day or two ago. The Penguin Fairy of Joy is welcome in my home any time, and can no doubt kick the Bluebird of Happiness' ass. (As we're fond of saying at my house, "But what this scene REALLY needs…is a PENGUIN.")
I finally got a new cellphone. I'm doing the pay-as-you-go thing, because right now the last thing I need is another bill to worry about. Anyway, should there be intermittent disruptions in twittering, that's why. (Incidentally, if you're on Twitter, my username is, unsurprisingly, xifeng. If you want me to follow you thereon in a creepy, stalkerish manner and I'm not already doing so, do let me know.) For whatever reason, I'm not getting tweets from some of you; no doubt Twitter is malfunctioning or something.
Last night, ran around to libraries (didn't go to Bloomington as originally planned, but I'm off Saturday so I might do it then, weather permitting). Got home at 8:30 and was surprised to find that the lolmom was not there; on examining voicemail, complete with several panicky messages, the following saga unfolded.
Lolmom: o hai iz me. i r @ w0rk. car iz ded. i haz it towed. plz come pix me up DDDD:
l33: *is at the library; comes home*
Lolmom: iz me again. plz dnot maek me spend nite @ w0rk DDDD:
l33: OFUX. DDDD: *dials lolmom at work*
Lolmom: o hai. i cans come home nau? :D
l33: OH GOD. I'M SORRY. I DIDN'T TAKE THE PHONE WITH ME.
Lolmom: iz ok. plz u pix me up nau? kthx. :DDDD
And so I undertook the Voyage To The Center Of Nowhere in order to pick her up.
(Random fun fact: The lolmom has a degree in English and doesn't actually talk like this, but sometimes our conversations verge so much on the WTF that I feel compelled to represent her in Netspeak. I mentioned that she's sort of like my blog mascot-cute, lovable, occasionally bumbling-and she asked if she had a cute cartoon avatar. I said no, I usually use :D and D: to represent her as necessary.)
We're not sure what's wrong with the car. Mom said it wouldn't start at all, and when she called someone to come jump it for her, he was unable to do so (either with the battery pack or with jumper cables); the battery's only a year old and shouldn't need to be replaced for some time to come. Oddly, she had lights and radio, which isn't consistent with a battery issue. She's had intermittent problems with getting the car to heat (the heating system has extracted concessions from her but shows no signs of actually capitulating). We're really hoping it can be fixed easily, because we're in no position to buy another car.
Tomorrow is 2009! It's a SHINY NEW YEAR which I haven't managed to dork up yet. (Wait.)
Kiss my ass, 2008.
Also, while I'm going "yo" at people, yo to beldar and the_dark_snack, both of whom I met once, whose card came a day or two ago. The Penguin Fairy of Joy is welcome in my home any time, and can no doubt kick the Bluebird of Happiness' ass. (As we're fond of saying at my house, "But what this scene REALLY needs…is a PENGUIN.")
I finally got a new cellphone. I'm doing the pay-as-you-go thing, because right now the last thing I need is another bill to worry about. Anyway, should there be intermittent disruptions in twittering, that's why. (Incidentally, if you're on Twitter, my username is, unsurprisingly, xifeng. If you want me to follow you thereon in a creepy, stalkerish manner and I'm not already doing so, do let me know.) For whatever reason, I'm not getting tweets from some of you; no doubt Twitter is malfunctioning or something.
Last night, ran around to libraries (didn't go to Bloomington as originally planned, but I'm off Saturday so I might do it then, weather permitting). Got home at 8:30 and was surprised to find that the lolmom was not there; on examining voicemail, complete with several panicky messages, the following saga unfolded.
Lolmom: o hai iz me. i r @ w0rk. car iz ded. i haz it towed. plz come pix me up DDDD:
l33: *is at the library; comes home*
Lolmom: iz me again. plz dnot maek me spend nite @ w0rk DDDD:
l33: OFUX. DDDD: *dials lolmom at work*
Lolmom: o hai. i cans come home nau? :D
l33: OH GOD. I'M SORRY. I DIDN'T TAKE THE PHONE WITH ME.
Lolmom: iz ok. plz u pix me up nau? kthx. :DDDD
And so I undertook the Voyage To The Center Of Nowhere in order to pick her up.
(Random fun fact: The lolmom has a degree in English and doesn't actually talk like this, but sometimes our conversations verge so much on the WTF that I feel compelled to represent her in Netspeak. I mentioned that she's sort of like my blog mascot-cute, lovable, occasionally bumbling-and she asked if she had a cute cartoon avatar. I said no, I usually use :D and D: to represent her as necessary.)
We're not sure what's wrong with the car. Mom said it wouldn't start at all, and when she called someone to come jump it for her, he was unable to do so (either with the battery pack or with jumper cables); the battery's only a year old and shouldn't need to be replaced for some time to come. Oddly, she had lights and radio, which isn't consistent with a battery issue. She's had intermittent problems with getting the car to heat (the heating system has extracted concessions from her but shows no signs of actually capitulating). We're really hoping it can be fixed easily, because we're in no position to buy another car.
Tomorrow is 2009! It's a SHINY NEW YEAR which I haven't managed to dork up yet. (Wait.)
Kiss my ass, 2008.