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It was a bad day for wakefulness.
Afternoon,![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
votania and I went to her workplace to pick up her paycheck. We went to Fry's electronics and got a new cat-5 cable, as we were short one. Then we went to Sam's Club and got groceries, within the constraints of the screaming budget, as well as renewing the membership.
It turned out that the extra cable was ... well ... heh. Hehe.
( Geek angst/amusing story ensues. )
Didn't I feel smart.
After all that, there still wasn't connectivity to the internet from Marx's box, even though it was connected correctly. I eventually traced the fault to Tigereye's not sharing the internet connection as she was supposed to, and smacked her around a bit. Bitch. ...Well, yeah, M$ Networking's fault, yeah.
While I was getting ready to go to the writing group, I heard thedulcet mellow tuneful musical vigorous strudent harsh evil evil tones of the kid across the way's new pennywhistle. I beckoned votania into the room, and told her to give a listen out the window. (I'd informed her of this development while on the shopping trip, and she'd been amused, and perhaps not quite believed.) Three blasts, and she was a believer. I told her how long this had been going on. She declared a very appropriate intent for later on in the evening, which intent I applauded.
After I got a shower,witchofrock came to pick me up for the writing group night. We had a new person there! Yay! The librarian discussed how she was going to be part-time now, and going to be studying more, and there was consequently a job opening, and she would be accepting resumés. When she mentioned that, I opened up my folder, and pulled out the extra copy I'd printed only yesterday when I'd made it for Career Development class. If it pulls through, it'll be a full-time library aide job at the women's center downtown.
We read, and had fun. One of the group members, the cheery one who reminds me ofothercat on Perkium, had a brilliant idea about doing a round-robin something or other, and started off an interesting story with this ghost. I created ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
freshstartwrite for the group; we should be collecting members.
On the way home,witchofrock's son was hyper and very, very silly. I may have given him a new vocabulary word. He might not remember it, though.
I came home. Mmm, family supper! Yay! Meatloaf, mixed veggies, biscuits, mushroom soup sauce stuff. Yum. Slightly burned biscuits, though.
After that,votania needed eggs in order to make cookies, so we headed for the store. She ran back for one last purchase while I loaded stuff in the car. She came back out in company with my dear big bro ralmathon. Yay! He came over. She gave him the tinned ham that had come with that $WINTERHOLIDAY gift box from her uncle. (We avoid pork, as it makes her puke.) He brought soda. We gave him cookies. marxdarx showed him some animations and games. I told him the story of Darkside's Halloween kiss. (Aww.)
It was a good day.
Afternoon,
votania and I went to her workplace to pick up her paycheck. We went to Fry's electronics and got a new cat-5 cable, as we were short one. Then we went to Sam's Club and got groceries, within the constraints of the screaming budget, as well as renewing the membership. It turned out that the extra cable was ... well ... heh. Hehe.
( Geek angst/amusing story ensues. )
Didn't I feel smart.
After all that, there still wasn't connectivity to the internet from Marx's box, even though it was connected correctly. I eventually traced the fault to Tigereye's not sharing the internet connection as she was supposed to, and smacked her around a bit. Bitch. ...Well, yeah, M$ Networking's fault, yeah.
While I was getting ready to go to the writing group, I heard the
votania into the room, and told her to give a listen out the window. (I'd informed her of this development while on the shopping trip, and she'd been amused, and perhaps not quite believed.) Three blasts, and she was a believer. I told her how long this had been going on. She declared a very appropriate intent for later on in the evening, which intent I applauded. After I got a shower,
witchofrock came to pick me up for the writing group night. We had a new person there! Yay! The librarian discussed how she was going to be part-time now, and going to be studying more, and there was consequently a job opening, and she would be accepting resumés. When she mentioned that, I opened up my folder, and pulled out the extra copy I'd printed only yesterday when I'd made it for Career Development class. If it pulls through, it'll be a full-time library aide job at the women's center downtown. We read, and had fun. One of the group members, the cheery one who reminds me of
othercat on Perkium, had a brilliant idea about doing a round-robin something or other, and started off an interesting story with this ghost. I created freshstartwrite for the group; we should be collecting members. On the way home,
witchofrock's son was hyper and very, very silly. I may have given him a new vocabulary word. He might not remember it, though. I came home. Mmm, family supper! Yay! Meatloaf, mixed veggies, biscuits, mushroom soup sauce stuff. Yum. Slightly burned biscuits, though.
After that,
votania needed eggs in order to make cookies, so we headed for the store. She ran back for one last purchase while I loaded stuff in the car. She came back out in company with my dear big bro ralmathon. Yay! He came over. She gave him the tinned ham that had come with that $WINTERHOLIDAY gift box from her uncle. (We avoid pork, as it makes her puke.) He brought soda. We gave him cookies. marxdarx showed him some animations and games. I told him the story of Darkside's Halloween kiss. (Aww.) It was a good day.
