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Aug. 11th, 2009 09:59 amSo.
I haven't tried plugging the computer into different outlets yet, because I'm kind of afraid of what might happen, and yes, this makes me sound like a total weaksauce loser... until you recall that I live in the House of the Damned and that I could probably blow something up, including but not limited to myself. So I'm steeling myself to get experimental with an extension cord, so at least I'm not toting Camille and the monitor to and fro.
Been writing a lot in my diary--my actual bound blank-book diary, for lack of anywhere else to diarize. (I'd say "to journal," but I think of that as something I do here, with the arbitrary distinction of a "diary" being more private.) I diaried for a while in Word documents (this is another reason I was loath to turn Betsy over to strangers for data recovery). I feel like typing, by virtue of engaging both hands, engages both sides of your brain more distinctly, and I type so much now--don't we all?--that writing by hand feels like I've got one hand tied behind my back. But what am I going to do, keep a diary on the family computer? Keep it somewhere online? That's just never, ever going to end well. If not now, then later. So I finished up the last few pages of my Jane Eyre diary (second one down) and moved on to the Tiffany lily journal (the blue one), filling two or three pages each day.
(You know, sometimes I think that ridiculous things happen to me because I write them down. Like, somewhere, a mischievous God is like, "Oh, I thought you liked writing about your tribulations. Job kept a whole Book, you know. This is also why I have interesting things happen to the people around you. Like your mother, Me bless her." "Well, yes, that's nice and all, I suppose I appreciate the sentiment, but... could You have some of the interesting, non-frustrating things happen to me? I can talk about those as well." "I'll take it under consideration. Maybe. Is that a new diary...?")
Also, my nose is about to itch off my face, which bodes well for future sinus problems.
Because there is always Twifuckery going on, without fail: MTV has 14 seconds of the new New Moon trailer that is running in front of some godforsaken teen movie this weekend, I don't even know. I feel fairly certain that they will ask the readership to record their trailer-viewing histrionics again, which makes me feel tired just thinking about it. Also, here's Barbie and the Sparkenpire frolicking in a sunlit forest. I really want Barbie to come with a talk button. "Math is hard! Vampires are hot! Eighteen is OLD!"
This is the kind of randomness that cracks you up when you've been without a computer of your own for more than a week.
(Oh, and word on the street is that BBC approval is what's currently holding up the Tonner Doctor Who/Torchwood dolls, although supposedly John Barrowman loves their Jack Harkness sculpt, so I don't know.)
Man, I hate coding HTML by hand.

I haven't tried plugging the computer into different outlets yet, because I'm kind of afraid of what might happen, and yes, this makes me sound like a total weaksauce loser... until you recall that I live in the House of the Damned and that I could probably blow something up, including but not limited to myself. So I'm steeling myself to get experimental with an extension cord, so at least I'm not toting Camille and the monitor to and fro.
Been writing a lot in my diary--my actual bound blank-book diary, for lack of anywhere else to diarize. (I'd say "to journal," but I think of that as something I do here, with the arbitrary distinction of a "diary" being more private.) I diaried for a while in Word documents (this is another reason I was loath to turn Betsy over to strangers for data recovery). I feel like typing, by virtue of engaging both hands, engages both sides of your brain more distinctly, and I type so much now--don't we all?--that writing by hand feels like I've got one hand tied behind my back. But what am I going to do, keep a diary on the family computer? Keep it somewhere online? That's just never, ever going to end well. If not now, then later. So I finished up the last few pages of my Jane Eyre diary (second one down) and moved on to the Tiffany lily journal (the blue one), filling two or three pages each day.
(You know, sometimes I think that ridiculous things happen to me because I write them down. Like, somewhere, a mischievous God is like, "Oh, I thought you liked writing about your tribulations. Job kept a whole Book, you know. This is also why I have interesting things happen to the people around you. Like your mother, Me bless her." "Well, yes, that's nice and all, I suppose I appreciate the sentiment, but... could You have some of the interesting, non-frustrating things happen to me? I can talk about those as well." "I'll take it under consideration. Maybe. Is that a new diary...?")
Also, my nose is about to itch off my face, which bodes well for future sinus problems.
Because there is always Twifuckery going on, without fail: MTV has 14 seconds of the new New Moon trailer that is running in front of some godforsaken teen movie this weekend, I don't even know. I feel fairly certain that they will ask the readership to record their trailer-viewing histrionics again, which makes me feel tired just thinking about it. Also, here's Barbie and the Sparkenpire frolicking in a sunlit forest. I really want Barbie to come with a talk button. "Math is hard! Vampires are hot! Eighteen is OLD!"
This is the kind of randomness that cracks you up when you've been without a computer of your own for more than a week.
(Oh, and word on the street is that BBC approval is what's currently holding up the Tonner Doctor Who/Torchwood dolls, although supposedly John Barrowman loves their Jack Harkness sculpt, so I don't know.)
Man, I hate coding HTML by hand.
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Date: 2009-08-11 03:47 pm (UTC)Sorry I'm too remote to assist with Camille, but the least I can do is pimp the BBCode plugin (https://addons.mozilla.org/en-US/firefox/addon/128). Despite the name, it also does HTML and custom tags (say, LJ usernames and cuts). Can't recommend it enough.
Best of luck and all my prayers re: the Camilling. You're due -- at the very least -- a break now.
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Date: 2009-08-11 03:47 pm (UTC)Good luck! You're not the only person I've seen lately who's been having insane, retarded, stupid computer problems.
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Date: 2009-08-11 04:04 pm (UTC)Ooooh! That's a really good idea! *files idea away for future use*
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Date: 2009-08-11 03:49 pm (UTC)And this is why we blog online. Because who would want gems like that buried in a diary where no one would read it for 100 years? ;-D
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Date: 2009-08-11 03:50 pm (UTC)I think I just gagged a bit at the line "You know, you're sorta beautiful."
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Date: 2009-08-11 03:51 pm (UTC)Nerd HerdGeek Squad offer installation of products which refuse to work for everyday users?Also, the frolicking Sparklepire + Barbie made my morning.
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Date: 2009-08-11 03:57 pm (UTC)(no subject)
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Date: 2009-08-11 03:56 pm (UTC)Good luck with your computer.
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Date: 2009-08-11 03:59 pm (UTC)Here's hoping life gets better.
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Date: 2009-08-11 04:07 pm (UTC)I'm beginning to think you live in the house that is in the new ABC comedy commercial with Michael Emerson. "Don't apologize to me - apologize to the house."
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Date: 2009-08-11 04:11 pm (UTC)(no subject)
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Date: 2009-08-11 04:11 pm (UTC)(I wanted to write something helpful and/or witty, but I'm just too tired.)
Oh, BTW, I lent my dad my copy of your book, he read the entire thing, and he loved it. You've got yet another fan! :)
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Date: 2009-08-11 04:11 pm (UTC)(Random story: my sister's boyfriend picked up the book--there was a copy downstairs on the rec room shelf--and she was like, "That's my sister's book," and he was like, "Whoa, okay, sorry, I'll put it back," and she was like, "No, I mean my sister WROTE IT.")
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Date: 2009-08-11 04:57 pm (UTC)Wow. I clearly do not have an innovator's mind.
Anyway, I know what you mean about typing v. writing. One of my friends, who is my age, handwrites the first draft of all his essays-- regardless of length-- because, he says, it helps him organize his thoughts much more easily than typing does. Me, I find typing's inherently ephemeral nature means I don't get hung up in the actual act of writing things down, if that makes sense. Like, handwriting a story, for some reason, makes me feel like I have to be writing The Final Clean Draft, This Is Handwritten, on Paper With A Pen, These Things Cost Money. But if I'm typing I can write as much crap as I please, because it's so easily deleted, and not get hung up on that.
I could never manage to write a typed diary for those exact reasons-- usually things I wrote down in said diary were fairly personal (o rly,
Sorry to hear you've been having so much trouble with the computer/various appliances/etc. I dunno what it is, but it seems to be shaping up as a rough year for some reason.
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Date: 2009-08-11 05:13 pm (UTC)I think that journal makes my thoughts seem more refined and elegant, even when it is page after page of how everybody is an idiot, except me, and filled with swear words.
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Date: 2009-08-11 07:48 pm (UTC)(no subject)
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Date: 2009-08-11 05:18 pm (UTC)and twilight is getting worse and worse everytime i read about it.
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Date: 2009-08-11 05:51 pm (UTC)I am on the floor dying at this. DYING.
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Date: 2009-08-11 05:57 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-08-11 06:00 pm (UTC)BTW, does George, he of BLOCKS OF WOOOOOOOOD fame, have a voltage testing thingy, which OMG I cannot believe I can't recall the correct name of WTF? I think there are testers you can plug into outlets. But I am so not an electrician, so here is your crate of salt to go with my advice.
Either way, I hope things go more smoothly for you from now on.
ETA: I love PaperBlanks journals. Like, looooove.
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Date: 2009-08-11 06:31 pm (UTC)ESP. since she has power outages all the time where she lives.
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Date: 2009-08-11 06:15 pm (UTC)If Camille 1.whatever needs to be exchanged again, why not ask them to set it up in the Best Buy? Have them drag it into the back room, plug it into the wall and make sure it works before you have to schlep it home and back. This way you have alternates right there in the store and the whole Geek Squad on hand
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Date: 2009-08-11 06:16 pm (UTC)I also keep my more private diary entries on my computer (Word documents too) and the more happy entries on my Xanga blog. I have no idea why I chose Xanga or LJ but I guess it's because Xanga was the first blog account I'd set up.
New Moon tiny trailer - Bella looks like a red head in this move than a brunette.
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Date: 2009-08-11 06:19 pm (UTC)I am very sorry to hear about all the ridiculousness going on with your computer. Perhaps naming it after a consumptive heroine who dies at the end of the book wasn't a good idea? Kidding!
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Date: 2009-08-11 06:49 pm (UTC)Your conversations with God are hilarious! The parts about Job and 'Me bless her' had me laughing hysterically. Ditto the talking Barbie!Bella.
Nice to see that even in a time of crisis, your powers of humor and snark haven't deserted you. I always feel like, when everything is going to pieces around you, you have to just sit back and laugh or you will lose your fricken mind.
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Date: 2009-08-11 07:50 pm (UTC)So glad to see you can keep your sense of humor. Priceless
I do so hope that you get your computer set-up! I have no words of wisdom as I am computer illiterate. Good luck!