October 1st, 2004

running, bomb tech

Writing Group Fun, why Darkside is an ideal best friend for me, and computer musings.

Went to writing group prepared this time, with a snippet from the magicgeeking document, what I had of the unicorn story, what I had of the ugly duckling story, plus my written-up dream. Werewolves, princes, beasts, and virgins, oh my!

We had fun. I think I finally managed to explain Darkside's non-stick-in-the-mud side to easalle.

It's very true that on the first and only time they met, he was in rather dorky pajamas and managed to carry on as if he were in Armani and we were in standard-issue glamourbombing outfits (half of which was true). However, that's his polite-oh-dear-lord-I'm-half-asleep-and-there-are-WEIRD-STRANGERS-here!!! side, because unlike many utter complete and dorky geekboys, he has a very smooth, polished, and professional side that snaps into place when there are strangers about, especially when he's probably dying to just wring my neck. (We really should have gotten there earlier. It was past his bedtime. Is it my fault that he's got about the same bedtime that a ten-year-old should have?)

On the other hand, he wouldn't have gotten to be my most-trusted best friend if he didn't have his complete dork utterly silly side. Stuffed-suits don't work on their RPGs in the cafeteria at school, don't have arm-wrestling competitions at school (especially ones that degenerate into full-body-contact wrestling and mock-strangulation, where random passersby will come up and comment that it looks as if we're about to kill each other), and especially don't have lightsabre fights right in the middle of the courtyard at a rather too stuffy tech school. He, for the record, supplied the lightsabres, batteries, and a good 45% of the swordfighting know-how. He's also an incorrigible punster, an anime freak, and shows up for Halloween parties dressed up as a Sith. Once we had a lightsabre fight at the bus stop at the mall. He's a gamergeek, and will cheerfully regale me with the tales of what happened in game at his gaming group. He throws fireballs at soda machines. He pretends to drop anvils on the heads of obnoxious classmates.

As a best friend for a Lunatic, this makes far more sense than a 100% stiff-stick. Far, far more sense.

We had the flirtatious waiter again. It's very odd that I'm not enjoying flirtation with a cute guy more, but I'm really not at all into the entire idea. I'm so completely and utterly taken that I cannot wrap my mind around the concept of adding someone new to the list, even in jest. This is somewhat scary to me, because I've always had an open-ended list of people I was in love or at least in serious like with. It was always possible for me to add someone, even if it were only to the bottom of the prioritized queue, even though there was no guarantee of them staying there.

I can't do that anymore. Whoever's on is on, and there is no more room. Full up. Find someone else. I don't know if it'll remain like that for the remainder of the year, or if it's going to be permanent. I can't say I object, either. I also don't know whether there will be room to re-add anyone low-priority who may get booted from the queue.

I also had the sudden realization that while preferable, it is not necessary for me to pay for a new computer in one lump sum. I do have a steady income with a goodly amount of overage from the monthly recurring bills and one-time expenses. I have just gotten a raise. I have just gotten a reduction in bills roughly equivalent to the monthly-broken-down price of a new machine. I had money left over even before that reduction in bills, enough to save some. My current machine is only useful as a slow desktop with a small hard drive.

We'll see what happens.
documentation, writing, quill

Novel Things

November, and National Novel Writing Month, are coming up.

I still haven't finished The Necromancer's Prayer.

Therefore, I declare October LuNoFiMo: Lunatic Novel Finishing Month. I don't care about the length of the thing anymore; I just want to get the novel finished, with all the stuff I want in there in there.

We can do this. We can so, so do this.

Currently: Drew is stalling Alia, and Alia is getting annoyed.
running, bomb tech

Hee-hee: website silliness.

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running, bomb tech

Laptop setbacks

Looks like even with the whole pay-gradually deal from Dell, I'm about half short for the shiny optimized laptop I really want.

So, pondering things over the weekend. I'm still determined that I really want a working laptop, and that it is feasible for me to get one, though I may have to hold off on the shiny.
running, bomb tech

Maintaining the balance of Whee! and Argh!: work

Monitored today. Shared a room, which is often an inconvenience, but I was sharing it with the nice lady.

There was utter computer cluelessness about. There have been a few changes made to the online ASP pages we're using, and given that I'm the local geek, I was running about here and there for a little bit. The auto-print and auto-close scripts have been disabled, which is no biggie to a geex0r, but is rather scary for the computer-uninitated. I had to help the nice lady monitor (I know I had a nickname for her once upon a time, but it's lost to the depths of time) and the Old Lady Monitor with things. I like being the computery one about. It makes me happy.

There was a meeting today, which I missed. It was announced on Tuesday, and I took Tuesday off, and I had Wednesday and Thursday off as well. *sigh* A lot of us missed it because of the short notice. I am thinking that perhaps the informing process on the monitor meetings will be changed? Honestly, I sometimes go a week without monitoring, and if a monitor meeting is announced in that week, I may not hear about it, because I don't see the insides of the monitor rooms unless I'm monitoring, and I don't get an opportunity to check my e-mail unless I'm monitoring. (And this meeting didn't get an e-mail announcement, either.)

It was a reasonably productive day. The Nice Lady Monitor (the Trader Joe's Bitch Monitor?) and I had fun cackling with each other; we were still productive despite that. I've been getting around 5 an hour in general. I got that today, even with checking e-mail, running and helping with computer woes, and wandering off to consult with supervisors and get minus reports.

Figment tried to look evil on break. He's really cute, and if I were not twice bonded and with my queues full, and he were not married, I'd so be going after him, LDS or not.

I'm exhausted. Work kicked my ass, maybe because I was so damn busy all day. At first I was feeling so swamped. I had to do C to P on $ISSUE_SIDE_JOB, and finally tracked down the elusive Callback After Qualify Intro typo/inconsistency. Maybe it'll get fixed, finally?