Archive for October, 2008

Oct 28 2008

Keep it on the down low.

Published by under Media

I’ve never seen Gone With the Wind.  Never read the book.  I guess they were both so long that they daunted me a bit.  A great big historical book is a committment, so I never got around to it until now.  When J-bird and I started planning our long weekend, I started thinking of books I wanted to read, and Gone With the Wind was at the top.  So I bought it, and started it, and I’m about halfway through.

Wow, how come no one ever mentioned that Scarlett O’Hara is a dumbass?

I’ve heard a lot of things about this story, but never once did anyone mention that the main character is a ning-nong, a nitwit, a know-nothing, a someone who can’t keep a thought in her head for more than a minute if it doesn’t pertain to boys or clothes.  She’s getting a bit better now, in the part of the story I’m at, where she’s come back to Tara from Atlanta and is trying to keep her reduced family fed and the plantation from being burned by the Yankees, but still.  DOORKNOB.  It is blatantly obvious why her father told her she’d never be happy with Ashley Wilkes, is what I’m saying.

Regardless, it’s still a good book so far, and I do find Scarlett to be an interesting character.  It just seems like there’s this big movement to keep her limited mental capacities on the q.t.

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Oct 22 2008

I must save my cat pictures.

Published by under Computing,The Fam

This morning has not been an exercise in fun and calmness, as I expected it would be.  When I tried to turn on my computer, I got the dreaded Blue Screen Of Death, but this time it was telling me that I had a “Bad Pool Header”, whatever that means.  Research on the internet presented several different opinions of what this could be: bad drivers, bad RAM, bad hard drive, or demons.  Because the only thing I could fix myself is bad drivers (I have a laptop, which makes replacing hardware. . . impossible), I booted to Safe Mode and spent the next two hours grabbing files and burning them to DVD.  We’ll just call this my semi-annual Panic Backup.

Once I got all my pictures, music, and random documents burned, I shut down the computer, disconnected my docking station, and booted up again.  Of course, now everything seems to be working fine, which helps to confirm my suspicion that it was the docking station drivers that were screwing everything up.  This freaking dock has been a headache since I bought it and now I am OVER IT.  I am going to get a USB hub, which will run everything except my speakers, and pitch this damn docking station into my box of Forgotten Computer Parts.

On the plus side, I got the floors vacuumed and two loads of laundry folded while all those files were backing up.  Efficient use of time FTW!

J-bird and I are heading north tomorrow morning for a long weekend at Dr. Mom and Moll’s.  A bunch of people seem to think it’s kind of weird that I’m going to see my in-laws without my husband.  Is it weird to like your in-laws that much?  I’m glad to be weird, if so.

I’ve also come to the conclusion that I am allergic to some unknown but omnipresent thing, so I have started popping a Xyzal every day.  I got a whole fistful of them from my doctor when I had hives, but according to the web site they work for allergies too.  When they’re gone I’ll try some over-the-counter thing.

Also, I have a dentist appointment this afternoon.  It’s only 10 AM and it’s already a bothering kind of day.

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Oct 16 2008

Hopefully the last cat update for awhile.

Published by under Pets

I just got back from taking Destiny to the vet, and hopefully we’re done going there for awhile.  The vet says we don’t have to come back for two months unless she starts getting worse.  I’m also supposed to taper down her prednisone dosage to every other day, again, as long as she’s not getting worse.   She apparently lost weight in the last two weeks (how? I don’t know. She’s eating more than she was), but the vet says she’s stronger, has more energy, and is more willing to stand and walk.  That’s good.  She also said there’s not much we can do about her new habit of crapping outside the litter box, since she probably doesn’t even realize she’s missing the box.  That’s bad – for me.  Because I get to start the day with a steamy pile of poo.  At least she hits the newspaper we put outside her box. . . most of the time.

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Oct 10 2008

Another friggin’ cat post?!

Published by under Introspection,Pets

Destiny is out and about.  We don’t keep her in the kennel anymore, because of the previous poop incidents.  I couldn’t stand the fact that if she got her cage dirty an hour after we went to bed, then she had to sit in filth for six more hours until I got up and rescued her.  So, now she is out and about in the house all day.  At night, I set her up in the bathroom and she stays in there.  That way if she falls down and scatters nastiness all around the litter box, she at least can go to the other side of the room and sleep on her clean bedding.  She hasn’t been improving as quickly as she was.  We seemed to have reached the point where any further improvement is going to be gradual.  She can get around, but she still falls over a lot.  She can’t climb stairs or jump onto furniture.  She looks kind of like an automaton because she is so jerky when she walks around.  But, she seems to be pretty happy and is eating well, so I’m guessing everything is going okay.  We have another vet appointment next week.  I’m sure the vet will say something really cheerful like “Well, it could still be a brain tumor.” or “She probably isn’t going to get better. . . ever.”  Those are the kinds of things I hear when I take Destiny in.  Even when I tell her how much better Destiny is doing, or how she seems to be more energetic and happy – the vet comes back with something like “You never know with brain injuries.  She could crash tomorrow.”  Can I just say I do not like this particular vet?  I like the other two vets, the ones who have seen Destiny for nine years.  This one is Dr. Gloomy-Come-Lately, and it pisses me off.  If she wasn’t taking good care of the cat, I would refuse to see her.  But as it is, all she’s doing is being Eeyore, and Destiny doesn’t understand her dire predictions anyway.  I mostly just ignore her, or if I’m feeling particularly sassy, I tell her that there’s no point in worrying about what might happen, since she’s already said there’s nothing we can do to prevent it.

In other news, I noticed when I linked that post up there, that it was my 900th post.  This got me all curious, so I decided to see what my other “milestone” posts were:

  • 100:  Feeling kinda bad.  I suck at titles.  The thing that cracked me up in this post was the last couple of sentences, where I talked about how I needed to stop letting myself go and join a gym.  I think I was 3 sizes smaller at that point than I am now.  Not letting self go:  FAIL.
  • 200:  It lives! Oh man, the Hell Neighbors.  I am so glad we don’t live in a trailer park anymore.  However, many of our current neighbors also let their dogs run free.  But they are all nice people and take care of their dogs in other ways.  So at least I don’t have to deal with dogs running loose AND loud arguments about how “all I ever wanted was a salt water fish tank and you WOULDN’T LET ME HAVE IT!” (true story)
  • 300: And you wonder what we talk about? I love my husband.  We still have variations of this conversation.
  • 400:  I guess it’s better than constant scabbing. Oh look, another post about Destiny and her health problems.
  • 500:  Disappointing mass media. I guess this is just a typical post where I go on and on about nothing.
  • 600:  Running on. . . running on empty. Wedding planning.  Looking back on it, our wedding was pretty simple to plan, but at the time, it sure felt like everything was going too fast and I was going to ruin everything by forgetting to order napkins or something.  It’s funny to think that we almost ruined everything by forgetting that we needed to get a marriage license until like, the LAST POSSIBLE SECOND.
  • 700:  Every time. I hate it when something on my car breaks.  But I love going up north!  J-bird and I are heading up for a long weekend in a couple of weeks.  Eee!
  • 800:  B-day +1. Aw, my 30th birthday post.  How appropriate.  What’s up with my smug little grin in that picture, though?

Did you enjoy this ramble down memory lane?  I know I did.  Now I just have to remember to mention when it’s the big 1000.

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Oct 07 2008

Fresh ink.

Published by under Snippets

I’ve been thinking of getting another tattoo for awhile.  I’m still not sure if I’m really going to do it, but if I do, I’ve decided to get a bird.  Here are the competitors:

Indigo Bunting (the blue one)


Gold finch (the yellow one)

I like the chickadee because it’s actually in flight, but I like the other two because of the colors.  Plus, the indigo bunting has kind of a history with me.  Hmmm.

Oh well, I probably won’t get it done anyway.  Just thinking.

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