Ten Little Chances to be Free (
tenlittlebullets) wrote2008-04-11 02:35 am
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From the department of Boring Real Life Updates
Urgh, is it the weekend yet?
--oh yeah, it is, 'cause my work schedules are screwed up. XD Friday and Saturday off, w00t.
After work today I managed to get a few unpleasant things mostly done--federal and state taxes, opening an IRA for when I'm really old and funless, wrangling with my old school about getting a diploma, looking for a school to transfer to. My parents are helping me out with all of these things, thank god, since it's the first time I've had to deal with most of them. I also hauled a ten-year-old computer, complete with some ancient version of Red Hat Linux, home from my dad's for tinkering purposes. It could conceivably have actual use besides tinkering; I am a far cry from a Linux guru but it sure is easier to get to a terminal and start banging out code and shell scripts than it is in WinXP, and banged-out code is exactly what I need to, say, make mass edits to reformat all the pages of my website without downloading a billion crippled shareware programs that fail to do really simple things. Trouble is getting the files onto a ten-year-old Linux box in the first place; incompatible filesystems, old computer can't get on the wireless, new computer lacks floppy drive, etc. etc. etc. Chances are I will have to dust off the ancient stack of O'Reilly books and spend some quality time with my precious Google.
Auditions for Pirates of Penzance are the day after tomorrow and I'm still not sure if I'm going to do it.
Also I started cleaning my room. XD Excavating, more like. It was getting to the point where I would turn the lights off, stumble around trying to avoid the giant pit of books, playbills, dirty clothes, half-full shopping bags, and more books that was emanating from my laundry basket, curse as I almost broke my foot stepping on the edge of a hardcover, and literally fall into bed. The room still isn't what anyone would call clean--the floor is still littered with shoes, unread books, and miscellaneous objects--but at least the clothes are in the laundry basket, the finished books and the playbills are on the shelf, the trash got thrown away and taken out, and the miscellaneous objects are miscellaneous enough that lacking homes for them isn't too disgraceful.
(And I went to New York last weekend. Yes, this is more interesting than any of the random shit I'm spewing here, but I have some sort of block around posting about important stuff--on Friday
lady_iphigeneia and I went to see Aaron in a Carnegie Hall concert, which funnily enough was conducted by David Charles Abell (and you can bet I was sitting there in my seat going "omg it's the TAC guy!"), and spent Saturday in Greenwich Village and Chinatown eating yummy cheap Vietnamese food, then went to see Naked Boys Singing. Which is... pretty much what it says on the box. Fun trip.)
I barely even realized how annoying my allergies were getting until I finally caved to necessity this afternoon and got some Zyrtec. Oh, sweet sweet relief. My sinuses definitely do not share the majority opinion re: the beauty of DC's cherry blossoms.
--oh yeah, it is, 'cause my work schedules are screwed up. XD Friday and Saturday off, w00t.
After work today I managed to get a few unpleasant things mostly done--federal and state taxes, opening an IRA for when I'm really old and funless, wrangling with my old school about getting a diploma, looking for a school to transfer to. My parents are helping me out with all of these things, thank god, since it's the first time I've had to deal with most of them. I also hauled a ten-year-old computer, complete with some ancient version of Red Hat Linux, home from my dad's for tinkering purposes. It could conceivably have actual use besides tinkering; I am a far cry from a Linux guru but it sure is easier to get to a terminal and start banging out code and shell scripts than it is in WinXP, and banged-out code is exactly what I need to, say, make mass edits to reformat all the pages of my website without downloading a billion crippled shareware programs that fail to do really simple things. Trouble is getting the files onto a ten-year-old Linux box in the first place; incompatible filesystems, old computer can't get on the wireless, new computer lacks floppy drive, etc. etc. etc. Chances are I will have to dust off the ancient stack of O'Reilly books and spend some quality time with my precious Google.
Auditions for Pirates of Penzance are the day after tomorrow and I'm still not sure if I'm going to do it.
Also I started cleaning my room. XD Excavating, more like. It was getting to the point where I would turn the lights off, stumble around trying to avoid the giant pit of books, playbills, dirty clothes, half-full shopping bags, and more books that was emanating from my laundry basket, curse as I almost broke my foot stepping on the edge of a hardcover, and literally fall into bed. The room still isn't what anyone would call clean--the floor is still littered with shoes, unread books, and miscellaneous objects--but at least the clothes are in the laundry basket, the finished books and the playbills are on the shelf, the trash got thrown away and taken out, and the miscellaneous objects are miscellaneous enough that lacking homes for them isn't too disgraceful.
(And I went to New York last weekend. Yes, this is more interesting than any of the random shit I'm spewing here, but I have some sort of block around posting about important stuff--on Friday
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I barely even realized how annoying my allergies were getting until I finally caved to necessity this afternoon and got some Zyrtec. Oh, sweet sweet relief. My sinuses definitely do not share the majority opinion re: the beauty of DC's cherry blossoms.