1. Hot damn, Spanish is a far sexier language than I ever ever gave it credit for.
2. I don’t believe in settling. Not where it counts. Never have. Started buckling on that a little in past years, thinking maybe sometimes people have their reasons. But so what if they do? It might be the only way they know, the only thing they deserve, but I don’t believe in it, and it being right for them is far, far from it being applicable for me.
3. Been listening to lots of The Bird and the Bee, Bon Iver, and Noah and the Whale. Also, The Last Five Years soundtrack.
Rhaeg has pretty much died :(
So I’ve placed an order for a new harddrive :)
Bigger and better. And I don’t expect to have permanently lost access to all my photos and personal files — I’ll teach Rhaeg to talk to an external closure or the docking station that I’ve also ordered.
Amazon loves me.
There is no ice cream and no fun cheeses in this house right now. Do I really live here?
I cut my hair I cut my hair I cut my hair!
Your President is now The President.
my Dad says to me. and I smile and smile and smile
There you are, Snow. Cold’s been hanging around looking (being) bleak and pointless, waiting for you to get here.
Logos is home!! Let’s get him settled back in… [written on Dani]
floppy drive failure, which I’ll need to figure out, but that’s certainly acceptable for now… chkdsk running on a few drives…
at first the monitors wouldn’t display.. which worried me… but seems fine now…
the fans both work properly, including full control of speed on the one in back — this was NOT the case before..
windows finished checking disk
“please wait while your computer restarts”
Much dreaming last night.
I need to ramble. I need to crash everything and reboot….without crashing things. maybe I’m crashing some things. or, more likely, letting things crash.
Too much at once… too much because it’s unfocused and unproductive things.
I feel like I’m battling my subconscious a bit. And my subconscious is subtle and sly with me.
Usually when I go to get my hair cut, this is what happens:
I tell the person I’m growing my hair out, so just to trim it according to her judgment but to leave it long as possible. In the course of their trimming, bit by bit I usually lose a good 3-4 inches each time this happens.
This time, yesterday, I tell the person I’m growing my hair out, so just to trim it according to her judgment but to leave it long as possible. So she immediately takes up a huge chunk of my hair and combs it all straight up over my head, and without a hesitation lops off about 5 inches with one snip.