Happy Birthday, Andy olstad!
Also, dang! I reset my browse preference to the old-skool Dystopia style, and the Update Journal page is still ridiculous. I may have to start using an LJ client just to find something that accommodates my poor Spiffy's screen size, which is too narrow for this bigass text box. Sigh.
So I finished Dhalgren today, and now I'm taking notes on all the pages I bookmarked and dogeared (I know, bad me) so I can finally return it to the library more than a month overdue (and that's double-bad me for abusing a library book, yes). And then I ran across this little gem, which seemed entirely appropriate for inflicting on my LiveJournal:
What other days from my life have gone? After a week, I can't remember five. After a year, how many days in it will you never think of again? (732)
Delany, Samuel R. Dhalgren. New York: Vintage Books. (A Division of Random House, Inc.) 1974.
I just renewed my LiveJournal paid account. msmithma, this is all your fault! (And cubetime, you too, I think?) Okay, so Peter helped talk me into it too, mostly by guilting me about which of my userpics I'd have to give in and delete... I just can't do it! Ack! Also, I like wasting everybody's time with polls.
Right. I'm babbling because I don't want to go do laundry for my trip East, but I'm going to go do that now, really I am. Also I will have lunch. And I'm super-responsible in general, having left behind a lesson plan for the three days I'm not going to be meeting with my pre-algebra student as a result of this trip (even though the Learning Center's being really vague about whether they're going to find a substitute for me for those days or what) and gotten a bus ticket for getting to Portland ass-early tomorrow morning. Whee.... I mean, bleaugh. Ok, time to work on clean clothes now, and stop trying to figure out if it's possible to get to the 9 PM Amtrak Cascades if my plane gets into PDX at 8 PM....
Rumor has it that a certain itinerant philosopher is lurking on LiveJournal without creating an account, thus missing out on all the exciting stuff his friends and acquaintances are hiding in their filtered posts. To this I say, Neener, neener. Give in and sign up already, Mark. Resistance is futile, you will be assimilated, and you know you need another internet addiction like I need to figure out whether that last was sarcastic or not.
I just sent email to National Novel Writing Month headquarters volunteering to be the Municipal Liaison for Eugene this year. My plan was to write the email and then postpone sending it and look at it again and decide whether it was still a good idea, but force of habit took over and I sent it. Mostly I think this is a good thing --- it will force me to be more committed to NaNoWriMo, probably get me to meet new people, and be as much work as I'm willing to make it, so as long as I don't go insane with responsibility everything will be fine. But still... eep.
Anyways, now that I've done that, I feel like it's time for another poll, this one to determine what I can do to reduce what I perceive as being my fairly obnoxious NaNoWriMo obsession. Here goes:[Poll #187877]
Based on the results of this poll, I'll either start hiding all my NaNoWriMo stuff behind cuts (this would be easiest for me, since I could mix NaNo stuff in with other entries) or create appropriate filters for people interested in reading my NaNoWriMo adventures, or interested in avoiding them, as the case may be, and write separate entries when necessary.
In other news, I think my cold or whatever it is that was bothering me on Wednesday has decided to settle in my sinuses and give me yucky post-nasal drip. Tonight I will attempt to combat this with hot and sour soup, so there.
Anybody else having trouble loading Friends pages and/or noticing missing moods, music and/or comments? Just wondering (and killing time because I don't want to do dishes but I gotta... ok, ok, I'll go be responsible now, but I'll tell myself I'm really just going to the kitchen for a glass of chocolate milk, really...).
So today I got to work a little before 7, like I usually do, and there was no one in the kitchen, although it looked like the usual opening was more or less in progress. I got to the registers to check in, and the first server I saw said, "Oh good! We have a cook!" Uh-oh.
Turns out the usual opener (Lisa) got to work but wasn't feeling very well and eventually got sent home. The manager on duty was on the phone trying to get ahold of another cook, but no luck. He ended up being my toast monkey while I held the line for close to two hours, running on nothing but pure adrenaline and the constant, dreadful feeling that I must've forgotten something ( It was the bacon, but even that turned out okay eventually. )
I had my first break at 11 and then it finally occurred to me to ask: did this mean I'd be working tomorrow? When I left a little after 2:30, it was still unclear whether Lisa would be sufficiently recovered to work (i.e. whether I'd have to cover for her). I rode my bike home the long way to relax, bitched to Peter for awhile before taking a nice long relaxing shower, but half an hour ago the phone rang and guess what? I'm opening tomorrow. Whee, ha.
I think it's time I asked for a raise. I mean, I held my own today under circumstances that would have made our other opener seriously freak out, and they're trusting me to open tomorrow, not him (although, granted, he's the 7 AM, so even if I'm super-slow he can probably have me caught up in no time). The manager who helped me on line today is the same guy who a few weeks ago gave me a bit of a talking-to, saying I needed to pick up the pace, but he's asking me to open tomorrow, so yeah. If they're gonna let me play like one of the big kids, then I'd like to get paid more like one of the big kids.
Oy vey. I stayed up kinda late last night playing with LJ style crap, thinking I only had to work today and could rest up over the weekend. I'd better go to bed early tonight, but before then I'm going to be really nice to myself. I see a lot of lounging around in bed in my future, even if the cat is being really loud and resentful at being locked inside so he can't make more trouble with the neighbor kitties.
I've reverted back to my comfy old rut for the moment, but the S2 system does seem to have some shiny bits that I need to explore further. Unfortunately now is not the night to stay up way past my bedtime learning about them, as I work at 7 tomorrow. On the other hand, I'm not working this weekend, which leaves me with all kinds of free time to learn about it then. For my convenience, here's a link to the LJ Customize page, where I keep going to explore this stuff.( Boring notes to self regarding LJ style crap )
Oh, and before I forget: many thanks to jmpava for helping me with default page stuff, accessible via the former link and the "browse options" links on many a default page. Also big thanks to Peter for helping me find the Customize Journal page. Whee?
It is so definitely bedtime now.
I hate the new LiveJournal default pages, like the ones that appear when you're viewing comments and whatnot (and, it turns out, what appear for updating your journal on the web form instead of on a client?) The dynamically-appearing links that I can twitch and screw up on because I'm using a trackpad and I'm spastic? Oh yeah, those can definitely suck it. Guess that makes it time for me to learn all that S2 jibber-jobber already... sigh. At least then I'll have no one to blame but myself when something goes wrong on my journal, but still.... blech. I am a big lazy lamer! Why must I leave my rut? It was comfy there, dangit!
It took me over an hour to read the more than 100 entries posted since my last visit to LJ, and that was with a lot of skimming. Part of the problem is I can't resist posting comments, but sheesh! At times like this I want to edit my Friends list, or filter it somehow to at least skip over the groups, but in the end I know I'm always going to prefer more information to less, even if it's a big fat time suck. Okay, time to go home now (it still makes me happy to think of the new place as "home").
Thanks to Sunday's Get Fuzzy strip, my LiveJournal friends page now has a title: "Bucky's House for Wayward Monkeys". Just thought y'all might like to know.
I have to be at work in 2 hours. Part of my brain says "That's so weird!" but other parts of my brain say, "About damn time." I think the "About damn time" faction is in the majority, but I'm not sure.
Ok, I think I can get a few errands in before work, so off to do that, I guess. Maybe I'll call some potential rentals or something.
Note: I started this entry a little after 1 PM but couldn't submit it for some time because LJ was freaking out. So I kept adding to it. And now it's kind of long and boring but oh well. Anybody know why LJ kept giving me "database temporarily unavailable" messages all afternoon?
This morning my new student (the one taking number theory and prob/stat) cancelled; she decided she couldn't afford tutoring. Oh well. I had a good session with my other student, number theory this time, which sadly I don't remember as well as I'd like. My notes from Discrete Math are hilarious, though.
After tutoring, I stopped by the grocery store for the stuff I'd forgotten or missed in my fit of responsibility yesterday (how dare they run out of mushrooms when I'm there? how dare they?) and then I got home just in time to catch a phone call from Wes, who wants to go to Matrix Reloaded tonight. I'm down with that.
I had chips and salsa for lunch, which helped me get over my wooziness post-tutoring (I think because I'd been sitting in the hot hot sun while we worked?) and that was good. Then I made rice for nasi goreng (Indonesian fried rice) for dinner tonight. Mmmmm, nasi.
I have an hour and a half until my interview with the owner of the Glenwood. Part of me wants to take a nap, but what I should really do is finish rereading Ain't I a Woman? Black women and feminism so I can return it to the library today. They're holding Feminist theory: from margin to center for me, which is all kinds of good. Yay bell hooks!
I so did not know what to have for lunch today, but popcorn turned out to be just right. Yay! I like making popcorn in a pan; it feels much more real than the microwave bags, even if those are a wonder of the modern age. Of course, we don't have a microwave, so that probably affects my opinion on the matter somewhat.
This is a really fun game. 20 Questions with a database that draws funny funny conclusions depending on the information you (and the other registered users) give it. Stuff like: "Tofu probably doesn't lift the spirits" and "Tofu cannot liquefy small furry animals". Whee! Fun fun! Many thanks to qousqous for showing it to me.
Update, 4:02 PM: Do any of you know of a way to make "Don't auto-format" as a default setting? I keep having to go back and click the box after I update my journal, because I forget to do it the first time and it makes everything look all goofy.
Things I didn't know
A kitten cannot be ingested
You don't need batteries to use a kitten
20 Questions really is too fun.
Because I know I mostly read my friends' journals on my Friends page, and know I haven't really noticed if any of y'all have nifty titles on your journals, I'm making an entry to celebrate the fact that my LiveJournal now has a title:
Rampage of Prose
There's no telling how long this'll last, but in the meantime it makes me really happy. It came out of a conversation with morganlf over online Boggle Yay online Boggle! Yay for Peter for making it, and yay for him and morganlf and everybody else who's played it with me! Yay friends!
In other news, yesterday's hot and sour soup experiment was a rousing success, as was the substitution of balsamic vinegar and vegetable stock for lemon juice and soy sauce in my usual baked tofu marinade. Yummity yum yum yum.
Now I am sleepy as well as silly, and clearly that means it's Ralphie Wiggum time:( Oh boy, sleep! That's where I'm a Viking! )
Yep. Silly. Bedtime. G'night, all!
It turns out the Refried Paper style won't let me play fast and loose with the affiliated stylesheets (I mean, I'm sure it would if I actually paid for my LiveJournal account...) so I've switched to Generator for the time being. Now if only I could find a color scheme I like....
Update, 12:07: Yes! I found the typo in the stylesheet that was making the title/caption fonts the wrong color and boldness. I'm pretty happy with my current setup. Sexy background colors will have to wait till I pay LJ, I guess.
I like many web comics. Among my favorites are the absolutely brilliant Cat and Girl, Wigu, and Scary Go Round (which is kind of like the early Sluggy Freelance where they got into trouble by summoning demons and the like, only much more British.) There's also Something Positive, but only if you're feeling particularly misanthropic or like cats with no bones (Choo-Choo Bear rules). But I digress. Today while checking Something Positive, I spotted a note at the bottom announcing that R*K*Milholland, who draws the comic, recently quit his soul-sucking job as a Medicare biller, which is very good news. Yay for quitting soul-sucking jobs! Oh, and there's a livejournal community about Something Positive (som_pos), so I'm going to be reading that for awhile. Hopefully it won't flood my Friends page with too much noise.... much as I like keeping up on my comics, I do that every day, and the point of this livejournal is to keep up with my friends, dangit!
Okay, so I'm jumping on the bandwagon. All the cool kids have livejournals, right? (If that doesn't get me like a dozen "of course" messages, nothing will.) Anyway, I'm still setting things up and playing with all the bells and whistles and whatnot. Bear with me.
Update, 12:43 p.m. My goodness, there certainly are a lot of ugly, ugly themes and settings! If anybody knows how to get the default font size any bigger, I'd really appreciate a message about that. Squinting makes the baby Jesus cry.