So today I got to have a big ol computer scare. Big Red (my Sony Vaio lappy) started making odd hard drive grinding noises yesterday and freezing up for a few seconds at a time, so I powered it down for the night and let it cool off. Today, the grinding sounds and freezings came back. After one particularly bad freeze-up and hard restart, my system ( Read more... )

So I come home and find in the mailbox, among other things, a pink slip. This sucks. I'll get to uploading vacation pix and posting about it tomorrow..

*My mouse has come down with Parkinson's and I'm currently waiting for a new one to arrive via amazon ( Read more... )

So I get home from work and find this meme.

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So Tuesday, my folks and I went up to New England Tech for their open house. This place was my top choice for transfer. Their Digital Recording Arts Tech (or the drat as I like to call it) program was exactly what I was looking for. It was all the stuff I loved to do in high school, but bigger and on machines made this decade. I've got a stack of ( Read more... )

Double the activity, double the fun!

So last weekend was Connecticon, so I convinced silvermoonwolf4 to go up to Hartford with me. We spent all Saturday there. I finally got my own set of dice, and a stuffed Yoshi. And I picked up a Leo plushie for Maber, and a handful of hand-drawn mudkip stickers. I couldn't find Jeph Jaques' (the Questionable ( Read more... )

So my family totally Zerg Rushed me. Here's the recent report of distant relative sightings:

*My aunt and her nephew from France came in last week for their yearly summer vacation back to Connecticut and are staying with my Grandma.

That's fairly routine, but this summer is special. Right around now, my mom and her BF were supposed to be getting ( Read more... )

Waitress: I'm 40.
Bus girl: There's no way you're 40! What year were you born in?
Waitress: 1968.
Me: Are you just...unable to do math?

edit: fucking salmon

A few months ago, we were talking in /clan about celebrity deaths and whether or not they were at all meaningful. I said that the only celebrity death I would cry over would be George Carlin. Today, I shed a single tear for you. You'll be pissing off feminists in heaven now...

So I'm back home in Connecticut, haven't slept in 30some hours and might have to be at work tomorrow at 9.