New compy is a lot of work. I cannot even explain the amount of crazy-stupid time I have spent sitting in front of my computer, just clicking buttons. Yes, install this. No, don't install that. No, do not make this program launch on start. No, I don't need to install a toolbar in Firefox. Maddening.

Unrelated sidenote: Gus has become too ( Read more... )

I'm in such a bad mood, folks. My computer problems continue. I was all set to buy a new power supply, which would be the cheapest solution, only now my CD tray no longer works, one of the USB ports isn't working, and I'm kind of waiting to see what else stops working.

I've been pricing new computers, and I can't find anything that's just the ( Read more... )

OK, so I just did a search on "boot jack" on Google, because I need to know more about tightly fitted riding boots for my own purposes, and this video was the first thing to pop up.

Canadians. Who knew they were so weird?

Ah, man. I want a tambour stand. A hoop with legs. Eighty bucks? This one's only $28, but still. It's a wooden hoop with legs.

I've got find some popsicle sticks so I can rig up one of my own. Or something like that.

I need a hobby that's free. Reading doesn't count. And neither does cursing the weather.

I was going to make a post today about how my cat hasn't been able to go out and roll in the dirt lately because it's been so wet, and he's all grumpy because we won't let him out to frolic in the mud puddles. I was also going to make a post about the weird ominous weather lately, and how looking at the sky scares me sometimes, because it looks ( Read more... )

Does everyone remember seeing the picture of me after my first SCA event? No? Here it is. (I still need to make a partlet for my Venetian, too. Maybe I'll get on that before the weekend is over.) See also the strange yellow color that my tan is. Instead of looking tanned like normal people, I look jaundiced ( Read more... )

Last night, for no reason that I can really appreciate, I put on my old glasses before I went to bed. Why? Because I was messing with my hair and trying on lipsticks . . . don't look at me like that. Other people have to put on lipstick before bed to see how it looks with the slightly 1940s hair they've got going on and also because their ( Read more... )

I am not listening to Phil Collins. I am not listening to Phil Collins. I am not listening to Phil Collins. I am not listening to Phil Collins. I am not listening to Phil Collins. I am not listening to Phil Collins. I am especially not listening to Phil Collins songs written for Disney movies ( Read more... )

I think my mom is trying to kill me with laughter. I went into the kitchen to ask her why Dan is so weird, because he's such a weird kid, and she started doing an impersonation of Harry Carey in the tradition Will Ferrell on SNL ( Read more... )

I think I've discovered something about the flute. When I play it, I expect my nice, full clarinet tone to come out. Unfortunately, not being a clarinet, that's not going to happen. So, flute noise comes out of a flute, brain! Clarinet noise out of a clarinet! Get it straight ( Read more... )