All the tasty happiness that can happen in 24 hours!

Monday morning, I woke up around 8:15 to the sound of the god damn telephone ringing. It turned out to be the same company that has been calling me for the past week or so -- not one that I'd ever had dealings with, but one that a former user of the telephone number had gotten tangled up with. A bill collector friend told me that the company's likely to call about three more times just to make sure that it's really the wrong number. At least I know what it is and why they're calling, and how to get in touch with them when they do cause a fuss.

I started reading LJ to soothe my ruffled feathers and entertain myself while on hold. It was at this point that I encountered The Post. Circumstances are relatively unimportant, but someone made a nearly unintelligible post in a community. Had it been someone else's community, I would have scrolled past and gone on, with perhaps some snide commentary in my journal here about the degenerate youth and how ellipses should be a privilege, not a right. But it was my community, and thus, my problem.

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The stew is on. Laundry has been washed. The previous load of laundry has been put away. New air filters are in the air-filter-thingy. (Gosh, I'm technical.) Morning traffic is zooming merrily away outside. I'm glad Monday's over.

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In the face of my delightfully large paycheck, I recall that I lost my library card a year ago and it was used badly.

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So my mission now is clear: go pay ransom @ the cholla branch. I await the whim of that flighty temptress, the bus.

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Library fines cleared up. Hooray for understanding librarians and large paychecks: half was forgiven but still painful.

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Cleaning out the browser and the inbox.

rimrunner, here: "The fans were installed without incident. However, they haven't quite gotten the covering grille back in place, despite banging on it for several minutes with what appeared to be a length of copper trim. Important lesson: when the right tool is not available, use the wrongest tool possible."

mamadeb recommends iSilo as a reader for getting stories from websites onto one's palmtop.





Last night's round of dreams included one where someone was asking me to ask the Divine for the answer to a problem. That's the sort of stuff I do. I closed my eyes, went for access, saw the white light, and had just enough time to think "Oh, shit!" before I passed out with a sharp buzz like a power surge in my head, and came to thinking "--Not again!" some unspecified time later.